Reborn on my wedding night, the paranoid boss can’t stop lusting after me

Fu Feng smiled evilly and said, "When you get to bed, you can think about how to deal with me."

Mingyao glared at Fu Feng angrily, with such stern eyes that she wanted to tear him to pieces and eat him whole.

The angrier Ming Yao is, the happier Fu Feng is.

Two bodyguards dragged Mingyao to the room at the end of the corridor. Mingyao narrowed his eyes and said, "Mr. Fu, you really worked hard! He deliberately hung such an auspicious house number."

The bodyguard pushed Mingyao into the room. She staggered two steps and fell directly to the ground.

Before Mingyao could calm down, Fu Feng walked in.

He looked down at Mingyao condescendingly, with vicious eyes: "Miss Su, because of you, Caixing Media is in a state of collapse."

"I took great pains to bring Miss Su here. If I don't find some auspicious numbers, wouldn't I be sorry for today's spring night?"

Mingyao moved back in fear: "Don't come near me!"

The more Ming Yao is afraid, the more it stimulates Fu Feng's animal nature.

"Miss Su, accept your fate as soon as possible!"

"The rooms have been locked."

Fu Feng pounced on Mingyao like a hungry wolf pounces on his prey.

As soon as Mingyao turned around, Fu Feng grabbed her by the hair.

He pulled hard, almost tearing off Mingyao's scalp.

She shed tears of pain and begged: "Mr. Fu, please let me go!"

She begged hard, but Fu Feng remained unmoved.

He slammed Mingyao onto the bed, "Bitch, Caixing Media was ruined because of you!"

"You actually have the nerve to beg me to bypass you!"

Fu Feng looked at Mingyao sarcastically: "Do you know how much preparation I have made for today?"

"Do you know how much effort I put into taking photos of you and Pei Zhao?"

Mingyao choked and argued: "You clearly know that Pei Zhao and I are innocent!"

"So what if you are innocent? As long as everyone believes that there is adultery between you, it will be fine, right?"

"Amelia Su, you can no longer escape from my grasp!"

Fu Feng raised and lowered his hands on Mingyao, and a fierce look flashed in Mingyao's tear-filled eyes.

She raised her foot and was about to kick Feng Feng's lower body when there was a noise outside the door.

Fu Feng looked solemn and stared at the movement at the door.

After the noise stopped, the bodyguard's deep voice came from outside the door: "Mr. Fu, there are police."

Fu Feng couldn't help but curse. He would be able to do things soon. Why are the police here?

Mingyao moved her body quietly while Fu Feng wasn't paying attention.

He turned around as if feeling something, his eyes shot out with a murderous glare.

"Bitch! Still want to run!"

He grabbed Mingyao's hair, and Mingyao was not polite, hugged his arm and bit him hard.

The smell of blood filled his mouth, and Fu Feng's screams echoed throughout the room.

Fu Feng looked at the bloody tooth marks on his arm, his facial features twisted into a ball: "How dare you bite me!"

He slapped Mingyao on the face.

There was a burning sensation on half of her face, and there was a lingering ringing in her ears.

Fu Feng was a man after all, and he was very strong. He slapped Mingyao down on the bed.

Mingyao bit her lower lip and was about to fight back when Fu Feng suddenly covered her mouth.

Mingyao's eyes widened and he kept scratching.

Fu Feng pressed on her and showed a triumphant smile: "Wait for me here, I will enjoy you later."

There was an indescribable fragrance on his hand, and Mingyao felt that his head was getting dizzy.

"This is specially prepared for you."

Fu Feng slowly let go of his hand. Mingyao was like a puddle of mud, slumped on the bed, and it was difficult to even stand up.

Mingyao's vision became blurred, and even the crystal lamp above her head could see double images.

what happened?

Mingyao tried her best to move, but her body seemed to be nailed to the bed, unable to move.

She stared at Fu Feng and asked with difficulty: "What did you do to me?"

Fu Feng rubbed Mingyao's face and smiled dangerously: "Especially configured for you."

"Miss Su, wait for me to come back."

Fu Feng strode open the door, ready to check the situation.

The security guards originally guarding both sides of the door disappeared. Fu Feng felt uneasy. He called the two of them and found that no one answered.

"Two idiots!"

Fu Feng had no choice but to find two bodyguards before closing the door.

As soon as Fu Feng left, a man came out of the corner.

He was wearing the clothes of a hotel waiter and looked around in the corridor with his long neck.

After confirming that no one was around, the man quietly opened the door using a transparent piece of plastic.

"Little girl, don't be afraid, I will take you out now."

Mingyao opened his eyes through a slit and could see a blurry figure shaking.

All the strength in her body was drained, and she was unable to respond at all.

The man carried Mingyao on his back and quickly walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

The man took Mingyao away with his front legs, and Ding Qingle and Pei Zhao hurried over behind him.

"This is the room."

On the third floor, the house number 888 seems out of place.

Ding Qingle knocked on the door tentatively, but no one responded.

She turned the doorknob and found that the door was locked.

She and Mingyao had been talking on the phone. After entering the room, Mingyao hung up automatically.

She didn't dare to waste time and met Pei Zhao on the way there, so the two of them rushed to Longcheng Hotel together.

Pei Zhao gritted his teeth and asked Ding Qingle to take a few steps back: "I'll knock on the door."

He positioned himself and banged against the door.

There was a dull bang, but the door didn't move at all.

Pei Zhao hit hard again and the door was knocked open.

Ding Qingle rushed in with a single stride, followed closely by Pei Zhao.

Ding Qingle was stunned when he saw the empty bed.

Before ending the call, Mingyao was obviously taken to this room.

Ding Qingle tried to call Mingyao, but the signal was a bit weak. After a few seconds, there was a buzzing sound from under the bed.

Pei Zhao quickly picked up the phone and saw that the missed call on it was indeed Mingyao's phone.

"What should I do now?"

They don't even know how to find it.

Pei Zhao clenched his fists, "Look for it even if you can't find it!"

Just when Ding Qingle and Pei Zhao were about to leave, messy footsteps came from the corridor.

The next second, more than a dozen reporters with cameras and microphones blocked the entrance to the room.

The reporter arrived suddenly, and Ding Qingle and Pei Zhao were stunned.

A flashbulb flashed across Ding Qingle's face. She came back to her senses and glared at the reporters angrily.

"Go away!"

The reporter didn't care about 21 and put the microphone to her mouth: "What is your relationship with Xiao Pei?"

"You two are in the same room, so you are boyfriend and girlfriend!"

The reporters' inquiries were as annoying as buzzing flies, and Ding Qingle gave the reporters a headache.

Pei Zhao took a step forward and protected Ding Qingle behind him: "I'm warning you, get out of here right away!"

"If you dare to stop us again, you are going against the Pei family!"

Pei Zhao roared angrily and pulled Ding Qingle out of the encirclement regardless of the reporters' looks.

The reporters kept taking pictures of the two people's backs, and it was not until they took the elevator downstairs that they stopped.

"What should we do now?"