Ning Xi was suppressed by Zhan Shaohui and could not move, and tears burst out in an instant.

But I can't struggle...

The intoxicated lights above her head were sprinkled, and the cold air came into contact with her skin. Her eyes were red and her whole body was trembling!

Help……

Who can save her?

His knees were suddenly strangled, and Zhan Shaohui's vicious face magnified in front of her...

No!

don't want!

She was so shocked that she couldn't breathe, her beautiful face was congested and red, and she couldn't lift it up in one breath and was almost fainting...

Bang--

At this moment, a bottle of red wine suddenly hit Zhan Shaohui's head.

It was so scattered that scarlet blood mixed with wine slid down from Zhan Shaohui's forehead, which suddenly made Zhan Shaohui furious. The blue veins on his forehead were ferocious and abrupt. He covered his injured head and suddenly got up from Ning Xi's body.

"Who is tired of living? How dare you treat me...Little, uncle?"

The voice came to an abrupt end.

Zhan Shaohui turned his head to look at the cold-tempered man, and was completely stunned, his pupils shrank, and he didn't expect that the person coming was... Zhan Hanjue.

How could he be here?

Ning Xi took the opportunity to break free from Zhan Shaohui's shackles, got up from the floor, and shrank into the corner.

The alcohol gradually rose to her head, causing her consciousness to be confused. She couldn't tell the scene in front of her, so she had to curl up in a panic and curl up in the corner of the wall, frantically closing her clothes to cover the embarrassing spring light.

Crystal tears rolled down...

The whole person was trembling, not sure whether he was afraid or was frightened.

Zhan Hanjue's tall figure stood under the dazzling chandelier, his short hair was slightly messy, and his eagle-like eyes were locked in Ning Xi. His innocent and pitiful posture was weak and could be bullied, and he had nothing to do with him in his private room before.

A burst of hostility boiled in his eyes, burning with anger.

He took off his suit jacket with his backhand and threw it on Ning Xi.

Ning Xi glanced at him gratefully.

I wanted to say thank you, but when I opened my mouth, I realized that the alcohol was too domineering, and the words turned into moans...

Her cheeks suddenly turned red, and Ning Xi covered her mouth shamefully, and she didn't dare to make any sound.

Zhan Shaohui's head was flowing more and more blood, flowing down the gaps of his fingers.

Even though he was afraid of Zhan Hanjue, he stood up and asked unwillingly: "Uncle, I am close to my woman. What are you doing?"

"Get close?" Zhan Hanjue narrowed his eyes lightly and sneered: "Have you asked her for willing?"

"The woman said she didn't want it, not to mention that her children were given birth to me. So why should she sleep with her...bang..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhan Hanjue suddenly swung his fist and headed towards Zhan Shaohui's face, his expression was cold, bringing a strong wind.

Zhan Shaohui couldn't dodge and was punched firmly on the bridge of his nose, as if the bones of the bridge of his nose were about to be broken, so he staggered and fell backwards.

Just as the corner of my mouth hit a sharp corner of the coffee table.

A wisp of blood overflowed along the corner of his mouth...

The corners of the mouth were broken and a trace of blood was overflowing.

He knelt on one knee on the ground, gritting his teeth and glaring at Zhan Hanjue, "Just because of this woman, my uncle is so angry. Why, you have fallen in love with her too?"

When Zhan Shaohui said this, the photo Mu Wanyu showed him flashed in his mind...

The figure of the man in the photo seems to be somewhat similar to Zhan Hanjue?

Zhan Hanjue looked at him like an ant, his aura was like the King of Dark Night: "Ning Xi is the designer of my son's villa. No one is allowed to touch her until the project is completed."

Villa designer?

Ningxi University has not graduated, can you still be a designer?

"What are you kidding..." Zhan Shaohui felt that this was impossible.

Zhan Hanjue didn't look at him, and indifferently ordered: "Ache, call the police! Since some people in the Zhan family can't learn how to be a human being and rules, then I will feel wronged and teach him how to deserve his surname."

Ache responded loudly, and then took out his cell phone.

Zhan Shaohui spat fiercely and got up from the ground.

His engagement with Mu Wanyu is imminent, and now it is absolutely not suitable to cause a scandal of entering the police station for women.

He bowed to Zhan Hanjue solemnly.

"Okay, it's me that I was wrong. Sorry, uncle, but don't forget that you already have a fiancée, Ning Yang, the eldest daughter of the Ning family, and Ning Xi is the torn shoes that I slept with, and I can't deserve you!"

After saying that, he fled with the bodyguards whose hand bones were broken.

A killing intention flashed through Zhan Hanjue's eyes, and he looked at A Che sideways: "Tomorrow I will see the news that Zhan Shaohui is lying in the hospital."

Ache knew how to accept the order.

Zhan Hanjue glanced at Ning Xi who could no longer hold on. At this time, she seemed to have no consciousness and was leaning against the wall and tilting her eyebrows, jumping twitching.

After thinking about it, he still went forward and bent down and hugged her horizontally.

The girl is soft and soft, as if she has no bones...

Seeing this, Ache hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hands, intending to take Ning Xi: "Miss Ning seems to have drunk a lot of wine, why don't I do it..."

"No need." Zhan Hanjue sideways to avoid A Che.

This made Ache's eyes suddenly dumbfounded, full of disbelief.

Jue Shao hugged Ning Xi?

Isn’t he just willing to contact Ning Yang?

It's red raining?

The top floor had been cleared long ago. Zhan Hanjue carried Ning Xi all the way into the elevator and arrived directly on the first floor.

Behind him, Ache winked at Guo Yao with a suspicion on his face.

Guo Yao lowered his voice and looked at A Che like a fool: "You have been in the private room for so long, have you smelled anything?"

"Taste?" Ache thought for a while: "Wine smell? Smoke smell?"

Guo Yao rolled his eyes: "Take a little brain."

"It's the smell of gardenia!" Ache finally reacted, and then looked like he suddenly realized: "No wonder I said why the door lock was opened. It turned out that Miss Ning had been hiding in the private room for a long time, so she and Jue Young Master..."

"Shh, I haven't said anything." Guo Yao looked at the sky with an expression he didn't know.

Ache smirked and quickly followed Zhan Hanjue.

First floor, open-air parking lot.

Ning Xi leaned in Zhan Hanjue's arms and was slapped twice by Zhan Shaohui because of drunkenness. At this moment, he was already in a daze and his body was very uncomfortable.

In a vague way, Zhan Hanjue's face, which was sixty-sixth similar to his baby, had dry mouth and tongue, and his stomach was extremely surging. His tender lotus root arms suddenly hugged his neck, forcibly fixing him not to move.

"Baby, why do you have two heads?"

Her eyes wide and blurred, dim street lights poured out, and her red face seemed to be radiant even with two palm prints.

When Zhan Hanjue heard the word "Baby", his breathing tightened instantly.

A faint redness that was hard to detect appeared in my ears.

He stared at the woman who was holding her like an octopus in his arms, feeling irritable, but Ning Xi twisted restlessly, and the suit that originally covered her shoulders also slid down.

Zhan Hanjue's black eyes glanced casually...
Chapter completed!