More than a year ago, when Zhou Zhan took her in, he felt that Fang Ziqin was particularly beautiful.

In addition to being beautiful, she also has a special temperament that even those entertainment stars cannot match.

"Fang Ziqin, actually I think you are much prettier than her."

When he said this, his handsome face was full of meaningful narrow-mindedness.

She is indeed good-looking, and even has a somewhat aloof temperament.

"Ji Jiacheng, I don't have the heart to tell you this. I'm here today..."

He smiled at her and interrupted: "Don't worry! If you drink the wine here, I will let the Fang family go."

Fang Ziqin no longer cared about Ji Jiacheng's frivolous face, picked up the wine glass and drank to the end.

It took three breaths in a row before the wine on the table was all gone. The wine in his body was like a rolling wave, rising up one after another, and gushing into his throat.

"vomit……"

"Are you okay?"

Ji Jiacheng put his arm on Fang Ziqin's back, patted her gently twice, and asked seemingly gently.

She moved quickly and lifted his hand away: "It's okay."

When she reached out to hold the drink again, her movement stopped mid-air, and her head began to feel heavy slightly.

You won't get drunk so quickly.

Fang Ziqin clearly felt something was wrong. In just four or five seconds, he began to feel nauseous, dizzy, and unable to exert any energy.

"I'm leaving first."

She blushed and started to walk towards the door.

Ji Jiacheng took the opportunity to push her down on the sofa, sneered and shouted: "Fang Ziqin, why are you pretending to be a pure saint?"

Fang Ziqin was unable to resist, his head was dizzy, and his shoulders hurt from being pressed.

"Let, let go..."

"Humph, you look so good at pretending."

Ji Jiacheng reached out to touch her face. The woman's body was so hot that she felt like a furnace.

His vision was blurry, and Fang Ziqin wanted to raise his hand to hit someone, but was unable to do so.

Panting hard, she groped wildly with her hands hanging beside the sofa, and her fingertips suddenly touched a hard object.

That touch is her mobile phone.

Fang Ziqin poked at the screen with his fingertips. After a while, an outgoing call was displayed on his phone, with the name in two big characters: Zhou Zhan.

A soft female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello... hello."

"save……"

Fang Ziqin opened his eyes half wide and struggled to shout out a single word.

Her voice was so low and deep that the other party couldn't hear her clearly. After a few feeds, the connection was cut off.

Ji Jiacheng was drunk with alcohol, and his face was beating with enthusiasm. He held her wrist with one hand and pressed it on her head: "You can follow me, uncle, but can't you follow me?"

"In what way am I inferior to my brother-in-law?"

"Get away...get out of here..."

Every time he said a word, the hot and strong smell of alcohol rushed into her face, burning her face. Fang Ziqin felt like she was going to be knocked unconscious by the heat wave.

With her eyes blurred, she tried her best to grab the wine glass from the sofa and smashed it on his head.

"ah……"

Ji Jiacheng let out a cry of pain and covered his forehead with both hands.

There was a bright red gash, and blood trickled down from his forehead, leaving a blush on his white shirt.

…

On the other side of Yecheng is the Shengshi Group Building.

It is said that the first thing a new official does when he takes office is to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, and the second thing is to attack the city and seize territory to expand his power.

In recent years, Shengshi Group has suffered from poor internal management and its economy has been in decline.

The Zhou family also happened to plan to start business in Yecheng.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhou Zhan planned to use the acquisition of Shengshi to complete his second move to the throne.

The meeting lasted for more than three hours.

Qiao Dongsheng came out of the conference room and was going to the door to take a breath.

"Secretary Qiao, someone called Mr. Zhou just now. I saw that you were in a meeting, so I didn't dare to go in and disturb you." Assistant Xiaomi stepped forward in a panic.

There was a bit of tiredness in his eyes. He rubbed his swollen temples and asked lazily: "Whose?"

"I don't know, it's a number from Beijing and Hong Kong."

"Give me your phone!"

…

"Zhengnan, this time you come to Beijing and Hong Kong and plan to stay..."

Shen Zhaoqing led Liang Zhengnan as he walked to the private room. Before he could finish speaking, he glanced at the woman a few meters away in the blink of an eye.

Her hair was messy, half of her body was lying on the door panel, and her clothes were stained with blood.

Like escaping from a dungeon.

Even from a few meters away, he could hear the woman breathing heavily.

"Fang Ziqin?"

Shen Zhaoqing didn't dare to recognize him at first, but after taking a closer look, he was sure: "What's going on with you?"

Her whole body was hot and numb, as if gnawed by thousands of insects and ants.

"The water... is hot, so hot..."

"Zhao Qing, she seems to have been raped by someone."

Liang Zhengnan, a famous doctor in Beijing and Hong Kong, was the first to notice something was wrong with Fang Ziqin. Her eyes were blurred, her face flushed, and she kept tearing off her clothes.

Everything fits the symptoms.

Hearing this, Shen Zhaoqing was stunned for half a second before he reacted instantly.

Without saying a word, he pulled her up: "Hurry, call A-Zhan and I'll take her back to the private room."

"Jia Cheng?"

In a blink of an eye, Liang Zhengnan happened to see Ji Jiacheng standing at the door. His head was covered with blood, his eyes were blurred, and his gait was staggering badly.
Chapter completed!