Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

The luggage was quickly packed, and the car was already waiting outside. Jiaoyang got in.

Uncle Zhang drove the car.

Jiaoyang sat in the back, holding her chin in her hand, looking quietly out the window.

"Miss, the master said, go home when you are tired from playing."

She looked away from the window, looking a little dazed, and then smiled.

"good."

The Sheng family will always be the strongest backing behind Sheng Jiaoyang. But it's not her home

Huo Quci stared at the hung up call on his phone, silent.

for a long time.

Sigh deeply.

Late at night, Jiang Cheng came to the bar to get drunk.

The once proud man no longer had the aura he was proud of. He was knocked down from a high place and his self-esteem was shattered.

He seemed completely broken.

He kept pouring wine down his throat, and the face in his mind became clearer and clearer. Even her smile seemed to turn into a mockery of his current embarrassment.

Jiang Cheng's heart became increasingly turbulent.

The aura about him was full of decadence and abjection.

Several women deliberated for a while and then walked up to him with ambiguous and provocative eyes. Before they could say anything, he slammed the wine glass in his hand in front of them.

boom!

The drink was thrown at them, and the glass shattered and pierced into their legs, causing blood to flow everywhere.

"Ah——" A scream of horror.

"Get lost." Jiang Cheng said coldly, his eyes full of violence that wanted to destroy.

Several women endured the pain and ran away quickly. The commotion here obviously alarmed the people over there.

Second Young Master Jiang was drinking to soothe his sorrows and have fun, his face red from drunkenness. He looked at Jiang Cheng who was also drunk and sneered secretly.

"This man, he and Zuo Jiling pretended to be good brothers before, so that no man could get close to Sheng Jiaoyang for his brother's sake.

In fact, it is not poaching behind the scenes. After breaking up the two of them, I will take the lead. "

He whispered something to the man next to him.

The waiter poured a packet of white powder into the wine. Soon, the glass of wine with white powder in it appeared on the table in front of Jiang Cheng.

This operation lasted a long, long time.

The next day, Han Xiaoshao's eyelashes trembled, and then he opened his eyes. The light rushed into his eyelids, and he stretched out his hand to block the light, his eyes a little dazed.

"Don't move." Huo Quci held his hand and looked at him with cold eyes.

Young Master Han was startled. He followed his gaze and froze when he saw the bandaged wound on his wrist.

The cold and desperate feeling from yesterday surged through his limbs and bones from the bottom of his heart again.

She was pulled by Jiang Cheng and pulled away from his world. Her figure walking away from him step by step is still vivid in his mind.

His eyelashes trembled.

At that time, he was really, really sad.

The sadness of being suffocated and suppressed until you can’t breathe.

Father Han ran over excitedly the moment his son woke up.

Huo Quci let go.

The last sentence was: "I haven't committed suicide yet, why are you committing suicide?"

Han Xiaoshao's body trembled and he lowered his eyes without saying anything. His beautiful face was still pale and weak.

"Among so many choices, you chose the stupidest one, Han Shuqi."

"Stop talking, stop talking." He tangled his hair in pain.

Father Han was completely stunned and looked at Huo Quci.

He didn't say anything last night, but now, thinking about his son's reaction at the engagement party that day, a vague suspicion he had was confirmed.