Jiaojiao is soft and can be bullied, and the crazy CEO is addicted

Ling Zhen's fingertips stiffened slightly, the corners of her lips tightened as she sat on the sofa, her phone suddenly ringing. The voice was abrupt and piercing, and she knew who it was without even looking.

Ling Zhen closed his eyes and then pressed the answer button. A clear and crisp voice came from the other end of the phone: "Have you seen the video?"

She said calmly, "I saw it."

He chuckled and ordered, "Come to the Golden Loft now. I'll be waiting for you."

When she returned to the gate of the Golden Pavilion, Han Su was waiting for her outside and took her to the private room.

There were quite a few people in the box, but it was quiet. Tang Shuya sat in the middle, and several people who looked like bodyguards stood beside him.

Luo Shuang was kneeling in front of the large coffee table, curled up like a piece of rag, sobbing softly with her head down.

Tang Shuya raised his eyelids to look at Ling Zhen, with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. He looked gentle but difficult to approach. "Ling Zhen, come here."

Ling Zhen clenched his fists, walked towards him and sat next to him.

Tang Shuya smiled and raised his chin towards Luo Shuang, who was lying on the ground. "You know how despicable this person is. He actually dared to climb into my bed without my consent."

She didn't respond, only to hear Tang Shuya continue, "Watching the video isn't enough, let's take a look at the scene now."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man walked up, pinched Luo Shuang's chin with one hand, and held the bottle of wine in the other hand and was about to pour it into Luo Shuang's mouth.

Luo Shuang shook her head and struggled desperately. Her face was frighteningly pale, her mouth was red and swollen, and her stomach was filled with a mixture of wine and chili peppers.

My stomach had been cramping for a long time, and my internal organs seemed to have shifted.

Her eyes were swollen from crying, and she looked at Ling Zhen for help, crying out, "Miss Ling, save me, save me!"

Drinking alcohol alone is enough to kill a person, but if you add chili peppers to it, you will die sooner or later if you continue drinking like this.

Ling Zhen couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he stood up abruptly and shouted coldly, "Enough!"

After all, it was she who implicated Luo Shuang.

Tang Shuya raised his hand to push up his glasses and said slowly, "What's wrong? This Luo Shuang actually started talking nonsense, saying that all this was ordered by you, and you still want to protect her?"

Ling Zhen looked at him, his eyes hiding an elusive teasing. He knew in his heart that Tang Shuya already knew everything.

He was angry, really angry.

He was a man who had everything under control, but he was teased by himself like this. He couldn't swallow this humiliation no matter how hard he tried.

In that case, let him vent.

"Luo Shuang wasn't talking nonsense. I was the one who asked her for help. I'm the main culprit!"

After Ling Zhen finished speaking, he walked straight over, snatched the bottle of chili wine, and drank it all in one gulp!

A fierce look flashed across Tang Shuya's eyes behind his glasses. He suddenly reached out and snatched the wine bottle from her hand and smashed it hard to the ground. The bottle shattered into pieces in an instant, and the foreign wine spilled on the ground, and there was also a pile of chili residue.

He lowered his eyes to look at Ling Zhen, his eyes gradually darkening. He raised the corners of his mouth, smiled faintly and said, "Ling Zhen, you're fine, very fine!"

Ling Zhen lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly. Then he looked up at Tang Shuya again, "Aren't you just trying to vent your anger? Come to me. Release this girl and send her to the hospital immediately."

He suddenly grabbed her wrist, his smile still lingering, but the coldness on his face became more and more apparent: "Ling Zhen, you are really getting bolder."

His eyes were completely hidden behind the lenses, but Ling Zhen knew without even looking that they were already filled with sinister intent.