The prince is very cruel

The guards of the Zhao Mansion were almost driven to collapse by Guan Ning. They gritted their teeth and almost chopped people with their knives, but finally took the person away.

Guan Ning perfectly completed the purpose of this trip, but soon he found something wrong!

"Sir, where are we going?"

boom!

The square-faced man pushed Guan Ning out of the gate of Fuzifang very roughly.

"Of course I'm going outside. Do you think I'll keep you for dinner?"

On the side, the guards all showed malicious smiles.

Guan Ning's heart sank: "Miss Zhang hasn't come out yet, I want to go with her."

The square-faced man sneered, "Miss Zhang won't be coming out. She said Confucius Square is beautiful and wants to stay here for a while. You can go back by yourself."

"get out."

boom!

The door was slammed shut, and some snickering could be heard from inside.

Guan Ning was furious, and sure enough, something happened!

How could Zhang Qianqian possibly say she'd stay here? What kind of person was Zhao Qing? Only death would stop him from committing crimes. He must have been tempted by her beauty. Guan Ning took decisive action without any hesitation!

At the same time, in the main building of Confucius Square, where Zhao Qing stayed, the originally simple house was forcibly transformed into a luxurious villa by the people of Zhao's house.

"Sir, you are ill, perhaps mentally ill, and you need to recuperate. I've prescribed some medicine for you, take it first. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Zhang Qianqian calculated the time and thought Guan Ning had succeeded. She was too lazy to serve a second-generation rich man like Zhao Qing, so she picked up the box and wanted to leave.

Snapped!

But at this time, Li Mi blocked the way and closed the door of the inner room.

"Beauty, where are you going?" Zhao Qing sat up from the hospital bed with an obscene smile on his pale face.

Zhang Qianqian's delicate face sank, Guan Ning was right.

"Get out of the way!" She suppressed her anger.

"Oh, you have a pretty bad temper. I like it. It will definitely feel good when I do it to you later!" Zhao Qing spoke dirty words without any concealment.

Zhang Qianqian, a chivalrous woman, could not stand such an insult and flew into a rage: "You bastard, you're looking for death!"

She wanted to attack, but suddenly her whole body went limp, as if she was under a spell of immobilization. She staggered backward, and with a bang, the box in her hand fell to the ground, and the pills scattered all over the floor.

She barely held onto the table to avoid falling: "I..."

"You, you drugged me?!"

"Hahaha!" Zhao Qing laughed excitedly, his laughter was sickly, and there was a hint of perversion: "Beauty, you guessed right, but it's a little too late."

Zhang Qianqian couldn't believe it, and suddenly remembered that Li Mi had given her a handkerchief not long ago and asked her to wipe her hands and take her pulse. She wiped the sweat off her face, thinking that this must be the problem.

She gritted her teeth and looked at Li Mi with anger.

Li Mi had a blank expression on his face. He looked at Zhang Qianqian as if she were a piece of weed, not caring at all.

"Beauty, I take it you're still a novice?"

"Tsk tsk, don't worry, I will be gentler, hahaha." Zhao Qing's mouth was about to flow. He had been making up his mind since Zhang Qianqian came in. She was much prettier than those slutty vixens in Yihong Courtyard, with skin so tender that it could even drip with water.

Zhang Qianqian felt a chill on her back. At this moment, she was completely panicked. She wanted to resist, but her body couldn't make any sound.

"Get out of here, get out of here!" she yelled.

But Zhao Qing not only did not retreat, but got closer and closer, and became more and more excited, wanting to lift up the hem of her skirt.

boom!

Zhang Qianqian was struck by lightning, and suddenly remembered Guan Ning's words. At this moment, she no longer cared about the grudge between them and shouted to the outside: "Save me, save me!!"

The sound penetrated Confucius Square, but there was no echo.

"Shout even if you scream your throat out, no one will pay attention to you. The people you are traveling with have already left."

"Beauty, come here!" Zhao Qing couldn't help but pounce on her.

Zhang Qianqian's face turned pale, her beautiful black eyes filled with despair. Gone? This bastard!

No... she shouted in her heart, she would rather bite her tongue and commit suicide!

A close call.

boom!

A loud bang echoed in Fuzifang, followed by the urgent voice of the Zhao Mansion guards: "Report!!"

"Sir, there's an accident, there's a fire, there's a fire!"