seek her

However, Jing Shu's gaze passed over Song Sipu, and landed on the other side of the sectional sofa.

With a suit on one side, a handsome man in a white shirt sat there quietly with his sleeves half rolled up. He slightly lowered his head to look at his mobile phone. The light and shadow reflected from the mobile phone screen covered his face with a layer of quiet light blue, as if he was completely indifferent. Affected by the outside world, there is a natural barrier to noisy environments.

Xu Shi was disturbed by the intruders, he raised his eyes from the noisy voices, his eyes swept over the crowd, and finally landed on Jing Shu's face, he smiled slightly.

A strange look flashed across Jing Shu's eyes, it really was him, Ji Linjiang.

If the Song family is the leader of the three chaebols in Haigang City, then the Ji family is the latecomer.Since Ji Linjiang took over the Ji Group, in just two or three years, the Ji family has stood out from the big families, and it seems to be on par with the Song family.

This person is very low-key in front of the public and never appears under the lens of the media. Even Celebrity Encyclopedia simply puts his job name on him. There is not even a photo. The public's awareness of him is almost zero.

But he is Song Sipu's natural enemy.

Ji Linjiang's deep eyes fell on Jing Shu's face, and he smiled slightly.

Jing Shu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lowered his eyes.

There seems to be a subtle ambiguity between the two.

This scene happened to be captured by Song Sipu, and Song Sipu's eyes flashed.

"I want this woman tonight!" Cai Junqiong stepped forward drunk, hugged Jing Shu, pressed his blushing face against Jing Shu's face, his mouth was full of alcohol, he smoked with one hand and took his finger A circle of people said, "No one can rob me, whoever robs me tonight, I'm in a hurry with who the hell!"

Jing Shu was disturbed by his alcohol-smelling face, especially when the hand around her waist reached in along the underwear, Jing Shu endured his anger and glanced at Song Si Pu.

Song Sipu was examining her.

Jing Shu took a deep breath, at this time Song Sipu still did not give up observing her and testing her.

Jing Shu broke free from Cai Junqiong's arms suddenly, and said in a deep voice, "Please show some respect, I'm not a chaperone, nor a call girl! I'm here to find Miss Xu, I'm leaving because Miss Xu has nothing to do. "

"Aren't you short of men?" Xu Yunhua leaned against the wine cabinet, holding a glass of brandy, "Here are all rich men, take your pick, they are all single, so you don't need to be married."

Jing Shu's face tensed slightly, "Sorry, there is no man I like here." She turned and left.

Cai Junqiong suddenly put his arms around her waist, circled her back, pressed her knee against the hollow of her leg and forced her to kneel down, "Miss Xu has spoken, can you leave tonight?"

He grabbed her face from behind and poured wine into her mouth, "Come on, drink, baby, I'll take you to have fun." Jing Shu struggled hard, trying to say something, but the wine bottle stuck in her mouth Drinking continuously, she suffocated and grabbed Cai Junqiong's hand, catching blood marks.

Under Cai Junqiong's severe pain, he slapped Jing Shu's face sharply, knocking Jing Shu to the ground, "Bitch!"

Jing Shu was knocked down to the ground by that slap, her hat was knocked off, revealing her extremely beautiful face, her heavy makeup was muddied by wine, but it didn't affect her beauty at all, she seemed to be stunned by the beating, lying on her back in a stupid way. on the ground.

Xu Yunhua's smile was still beautiful, and the black lantern-sleeved dress was noble and elegant. She leaned closer to Jingshu and whispered, "If you don't live as the wife, you don't get the disease of the mistress. This is the price."

Xu Yunhua turned around and sat down next to Song Sipu, crossed her legs gracefully, and leaned towards Song Sipu affectionately, glanced at Ji Linjiang's position inadvertently, but whispered to Song Sipu, "Is Mr. Song distressed?"

An unlit cigarette was hanging from Song Sipu's lips, and someone offered him a light, but Song Sipu ignored him. He lowered his head slightly, and a small flame burst out from the lighter in his hand, which illuminated his sharp face. and furrowed brows.

He remained silent.

Jing Shu's tears stubbornly held back in his eyes and refused to fall.