The ring connects the past and present, the exiled prince worships me as a god

Thirty thousand men against a hundred thousand. The battle lasted for three days and three nights, and finally the Beiling people were forced to withdraw.

But Ao Nian did not return to Beiling completely, and Qi Yu did not allow him to just withdraw his troops.

Qi Yu led his men to pursue the victory all the way to the battlefield, where they continued fighting.

I experienced another life-and-death disaster.

Although the process was full of dangers, the ending was good. Song Nian's depressed mood for several days finally improved. Coincidentally, the secretary called again and said that Zhou's father strongly requested a dinner tonight.

she goes.

The location chosen by Zhou's father was a private club.

When her car arrived at the door, she saw Zhou Hui's cool sports car at a glance. Could it be that he was being matched with someone else by chance?

Song Nian closed the car door and was about to turn back when a young man suddenly opened her car door.

"Chairman Song, since you're here, please go in and take a look. Otherwise, I won't be able to report to you."

Song Nian recognized that this was Zhou's father's personal assistant.

We last met at Zhou's house.

"Why, your Chairman Zhou is not here?"

The assistant was about to nod, but suddenly remembered the instructions from above and quickly changed his tone, "Yes, yes, I've been waiting for Chairman Song in here for a long time. Will you please?"

"Is Zhou Hui here too?"

Seeing that Song Nian seemed to care about the young master very much, the assistant made up a lie, "No. Director Zhou's car was repaired today, and the young master's car was temporarily used. So, Director Zhou was waiting for you inside."

"Is there something he wants to talk to me about?"

The assistant's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He smiled awkwardly, "Well. How can we guess what the boss is thinking?"

It was indeed a bit embarrassing to meet the assistant, and she was here too. Well, even if Zhou would be there, I would make things clear in front of everyone today.

Song Nian handed the car to her assistant for parking and entered the club.

At 6:30 p.m., the dinner rush hour, the club was completely empty and dark, with only one private room's light on.

"Hello, ma'am. Jay Chou has booked the entire club today, so I wish you a pleasant evening."

The waiter led her to the only lighted room door, gave her a brief introduction, gestured for her to come in, and turned to leave.

Song Nian felt a moment of uneasiness. It was just a meal, why did he have to book the whole place?

But she still pushed open the door.

However, the next moment, a powerful force pulled her in.

"what!"

Song Nian couldn't help but scream, but her struggling strength was not as strong as the man opposite her. She couldn't break free and was dragged into the private room and pressed against the cold wall.

The door locked automatically with a click.

"Weekly meeting?"

Song Nian was shocked and saw clearly that the man holding her was Zhou Hui.

But after calling softly, the man ignored her. Instead, he stared at her for a while, then suddenly smiled evilly and put medicine down on her neck.

"Weekly meeting!"

Song Nian was frightened and pushed him away. He turned around and tried to pull the door, but it was locked.

"What are you doing at the weekly meeting?"

Only then did Song Nian realize that she had been tricked by Zhou's father.

It seems that I can't escape tonight.

Seeing Zhou Hui rushing over, Song Nian quickly hid behind him.

The private room was not big. There was a sofa behind the round table. She seemed to see something vaguely that could enhance the atmosphere.

How could Zhou's father do such a thing!

At this moment, no matter how she called Zhou Hui, he seemed to have lost his mind.

It seems that Zhou Hui was drugged.

Everything that happened in his previous life immediately emerged in Song Nian’s mind.

Isn’t Zhou Hui at this moment the same as her in her previous life?

I was drugged, and I lost consciousness. I couldn't see who was coming. I just felt a burning sensation in my chest and body. I wanted to take off my clothes, I wanted to...

"Zhou Hui, it's wrong for you to do this. Wake up."

It was a ten-story building and she couldn't escape through the window. The door was locked and she couldn't get out. The only thing she could do was wake Zhou Hui up.

Song Nian looked around, there was no cold water.

It seems that all this was arranged and instructed by Zhou's father in advance.

How could he, the president of a listed group, do such a terrible thing? For the sake of his son, he really risked his life.

Song Nian picked up a stick from the sofa and hit Zhou Hui who was rushing towards him again, hitting him hard on the back of the head.

"Uh!"

Zhou Hui felt pain and seemed to have a moment of clarity.

He shook his head, rubbing the aching back of his head for a while before he could clearly see the person in front of him, "Song, Song Nian?"

"It's me, are you okay?"

Song Nian just folded his arms and dared not move, for fear that Zhou would go berserk again.

Fortunately, Zhou would have a brief moment of clarity, "Why am I here?"

"I, what's wrong with me?"

"I don't know what's wrong with you, but can you get out?"

Song Nian didn't want to tell him about this mess. When he came to his senses, he would figure it out. The most important thing right now was for both of them to escape.

But unfortunately, the dosage Zhou Hui took was too large.

After a brief moment of clarity, my mind became confused again.

But since he recognized Song Nian, he could only suppress himself desperately.

"I, I can't control myself."

He struggled and tried to rush forward, but was suppressed by his remaining sanity.

Zhou Hui clutched the round table in front of him tightly, and then looked at Song Nian's beautiful face in front of him, which had turned from one into countless.

He clearly just came in to drink a glass of water.

My father clearly said that he was just going to have a simple meal with him today.

He never expected that his father would do such a dirty thing.

His white moonlight, his cinnabar mole, he is willing to hurt Song Nian in the slightest, how dare his father!

“…Let’s go!”

Zhou Hui yelled,

He began to tear his clothes.

Song Nian encountered such a situation and naturally knew what she would face next. She was terrified and trembling all over.

She can't get out!

"Zhou Hui, wake up."

She tried to wake Zhou Hui up again, but the drug was too powerful. Zhou Hui's vision was only clear for a short moment before becoming blurry again.

"I can not stand it any more."

"Song-nian!"

"Xiao Nian, can you help me?"

After saying that, Zhou Hui pounced on Song Nian again.

Song Nian, whose legs had already gone limp with fear, was unable to dodge and was pounced upon by Zhou Hui.

"I like you, you know. Can you help me? I...I will definitely be responsible for you."

At this moment, Zhou Hui's eyes were cloudy, his face was flushed, and his body was terribly hot.

His heavy force pressed down on her, frightening Song Nian so much that she screamed repeatedly.

Perhaps the shouting startled Zhou Hui and allowed him to regain his sanity for a short while.

He rolled over and landed under the sofa.

"Go, go!"

Finally getting rid of the heavy force, Song Nian hurriedly stood up, but before she could run, Zhou Hui grabbed her ankles and pressed her under him again.

"Xiao Nian, don't hate me."

tear.

He tore open Song Nian's shirt from his chest.