She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

The cry was familiar yet unfamiliar, she had heard it not long ago.

The lollipop had already been melted in her mouth, but the sweetness was still spreading on her tongue, filling her heart bit by bit.

After eating so much bitterness, this was the only sweetness she tasted, which was very precious to her.

If you don't meet it, that's it.

But now that she bumped into that girl and was bullied, it would be a bit cold for her to just leave like this.

She has deeply experienced the feeling of being let down and ignored, so she doesn't want to let anyone down.

When the manager saw her reaching for the doorknob of Room 302, his expression suddenly changed.

The guests in this room are all well-known playboys in Haicheng, and they don't even blink when they mess with women.

None of the senior ladies in the venue were willing to accompany them, so she had no choice but to arrange for a young girl who had just joined the job to take over.

Looking at this situation, I'm afraid I'm going to suffer a lot tonight.

It is precisely because of this that she dare not let Mr. Zhou's wife in.

Seeing that Wenqing was about to push the door in, she grabbed her hand and said with a smile, "Madam, this is private room No. 302, not No. 305."

Wenqing turned her head and glanced at her. Seeing that she was eager to pull herself away, she frowned and asked, "Didn't you hear someone inside calling for help?"

The manager pursed his lips and gritted his teeth and said, "Nightclubs are like this. From the moment she steps through the door, she has to abide by the rules of the game."

After a moment of warmth and silence, she asked, "Is there any difficulty in her that's why she came to work in the nightclub?"

There was a look of confusion in the manager's eyes, and he probably didn't understand why she cared so much about a bartender.

After a moment of silence, she tried to speak: "My mother was in a car accident and her head was seriously injured. She has been in the intensive care unit for almost half a month.

She is from a single-parent family and has been dependent on her mother since she was a child. Due to this sudden disaster, her family's savings have been exhausted, and the hospital informed..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wen Qing shook off her arm, opened the door and walked in.

indoor.

The delicate little girl was pressed to her knees by the bodyguards in black. A young man in a suit held her chin with one hand and raised the other hand high.

Seeing that his palm was about to fall, he whispered coldly, "Stop."

I don't know if it was because her voice was too sharp, but the man in the suit's arm really froze in mid-air.

Several eyes looked towards the door, and their sharp eyes recognized the warmth at once.

"It's Mrs. Zhou, the charming landlady. Mr. Cheng, I'm afraid your slap won't come off."

"Haha, in front of the boss's wife, I want to see if Lao Cheng dares to continue."

The Kuo young man named Cheng was ridiculed and thought that if he didn't slap him down, he would definitely not be able to get off the stage.

What about Zhou Gu’s wife?

He was spending money to have fun, and no one had the right to stop him.

Thinking of this, he suddenly lowered his arm and swung his broad palm directly towards the little girl's red and swollen face.

Wenqing rushed to the sofa area as early as when the two dudes fanned the flames. When Master Cheng's hand was about to fall, she suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

The action was interrupted again, and Mr. Cheng became angry and cursed: "You bitch, are you looking for death?"

As soon as these words came out, his companions quickly lowered their voices and warned, "Don't make the matter a big deal. This is Zhou Gu's place after all. If you yell at other people's wives, be careful..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mr. Cheng slapped him and said, "Go away, I don't need your hindsight."

"..."

Taking advantage of the gap between the two of them pinching each other, Wenqing quickly pulled up Han Xue on the ground and pulled her back a few steps.

Mr. Cheng was completely irritated. He stood up and was about to rush towards her.

When the manager standing aside saw this, he quickly reached out to stop him and said bravely: "Mr. Cheng, if you have something to say, we are all here to have fun. There is no need to fight."

Mr. Cheng slapped her hard, "You are just a watchdog in this nightclub, who gave you the courage to stop me?

If you have something to say, okay, leave that little bitch here. If you dare to kick my brother, I can't kill her. "

When the manager heard this, he probably understood what happened.

It is estimated that this scumbag surnamed Cheng made a move on the little girl, and the little girl accidentally hurt him.

"This...you just hit me, why don't you just forget it and give me some face?"

Mr. Cheng replied with four words, "Get out of here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he yelled at the bodyguard standing by: "Get her here."

The little girl hiding behind Wen Qing was trembling, holding on to her clothes and not letting go.

He held her wrist tenderly, squeezed it comfortingly, and then said to Mr. Cheng: "I am also a charming escort girl now. How about I accompany you tonight instead?"

Mr. Cheng looked at her mature and charming face and swallowed subconsciously.