Help! After bankruptcy, the aloof CEO keeps provoking me.

Chapter 4
Zhao Yuan......

I really underestimated him. I knew that he would not find any good people, but I didn't expect that he would even dare to provoke the underworld!

Song Zhaoyan quickly fled towards the door, turning her body slightly to avoid the chair that fell on her.

However, just before his right hand was about to touch the doorknob, the cramping pain in his abdomen became more intense.

Song Zhaoyan's legs gave way, and she almost staggered and fell. In an instant, a strong hand grabbed her hair from behind.

Song Zhaoyan was in pain, her body lost weight, she fell hard to the ground, and was instantly surrounded by groups.

"Miss Song, since you're here, why don't you just stay and do your work, and leave when you turn around?" Hua Bi grinned out from the crowd, with a wild smile still hanging from the corner of her mouth.

The abdominal pain was getting more and more painful, and her whole body was burning like hell. Song Zhaoyan pushed herself into the middle of her body, trying her best to keep her mind clear.

"Everyone has their own principles in life, so why does this elder brother have to force others?" Song Zhaoyan raised her clear eyes, and there was no trace of panic in her voice, instead she seemed to want to have a good chat.

The flower arms approached a little more, and their eyes gradually darkened: "Believe me, woman, it is not a good thing to fall into my hands. You obediently help your brothers to do things, and of course you will be able to take advantage of it."

"If...you insist on toasting and not eating fine wine, huh?" He turned his head evilly and cast a look at the man behind him.

The man in black at the back immediately came up, smiled strangely, showed the syringe in his hand, and spat out a few drops of injection to threaten.

"I have plenty of ways to make you beg yourself to do things for me."

The things inside are enough to destroy a person...

Song Zhaoyan clenched her palms tightly, pressing down on her aching abdomen, still with that fearless smile on her lips, she turned her head and cast her cold eyes on Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan's heart shuddered inexplicably, and then he had that face that had been polluted by greed and desire again.

"Xiaoyan, just listen to my uncle at this time. Uncle is also doing it for your own good. Uncle's family is not easy. Thanks to the help of the brothers on the road, be sensible and be good to everyone."

"Oh, for my own good? Zhao Yuan, for your own path to go more smoothly, you use my Song family's path to pave the way for you? Don't even think about it!"

This Zhao Yuan, probably made such an idea before the Song family lost power, that's why he was so enthusiastic to get close to his father and brother during this period of time, thanks to his father and his friends for many years, who trusted and helped him so much.

People's hearts are separated from the belly, not enough to swallow the elephant like a snake.

Now that the Song family has an accident, it is convenient for his "good thing".

Song Zhaoyan jumped up from the ground with lightning speed, pulled out the saber in her bag, stabbed the man beside her, turned and fled.

The man screamed, clutching his bleeding shoulder.

The room quickly became a mess, and the man in black immediately went to arrest Song Zhaoyan.

Finally, due to the disparity between strength and number, the saber fell from his hand with a "snap", and three muscular men ruthlessly pinned Song Zhaoyan to the ground.

Hua Bi cursed, wiped the sweat from her neck, grabbed the syringe with one hand, and aimed the needle at Song Zhaoyan's thigh.

The sharp, fatally glowing needles approached her skin little by little, and Song Zhaoyan struggled desperately...

"Boom—" There was a loud noise at the door, and the two doors were kicked open and hit the wall.

A man full of hostility and anger appeared in the room panting heavily.

Pei Yichen quickly ran to Song Zhaoyan's side, kicked away the dangerous needle, and even the arm holding the needle "clicked".

"Who dares to move?!" The menacing voice resounded through the chaos, but there was almost imperceptible panic in it.

Song Zhaoyan thought for a moment that she was in too much pain and had hallucinations, and raised her head blankly, her cold face suddenly had a childish look that caused pain.

Pei Yichen, why did you suddenly appear...

(End of this chapter)