At two o'clock in the morning, Ouyang was lying on the big bed in the guest room.
She closed her eyes and seemed to be sleeping, with only a snow-white bath towel covering her body.
A full-body SP helped her regain the female confidence she had neglected for a long time. In the past few months, she really didn't cherish herself.
Ouyang did not accept all of Zhu Tong's remarks related to selfishness; but she still recognized the core of those words; however, few people would speak as straightforwardly as Zhu Tong did.
Life is inherently cruel and short, and everyone has the motivation to fight for survival; that is the instinct of life.
For those girls who are out of school, it is appropriate for the Phoenix Fund to provide appropriate help, but Ouyang's meticulous care may very well be harming them.
Those girls will have to enter society sooner or later, but they will experience a life of their own. The life in aristocratic schools can only cultivate a group of young ladies who are accustomed to a comfortable and generous living environment and lack the motivation to struggle. Unfortunately, they do not have
Provide support corresponding to family conditions.
The Phoenix Fund is just a small foundation. It does not have the ability to support them for a lifetime or give them a bright future. Moreover, the Phoenix Fund itself is also facing pressure to survive. People like Ouyang spend money lavishly. The sponsorship of the Phoenix Fund
Investors will be very dissatisfied; without the support of the Phoenix Fund, the future of those girls who are out of school will be even more miserable.
The door rang and someone entered the outer room of the suite.
Then, the inner door was gently pushed open.
Hearing the slight sound of footsteps, Ouyang's already nervous heart couldn't help but beat violently, and his heart was heaving like a deer being hit.
At this moment, Ouyang was particularly sensitive. She smelled the smell of alcohol mixed with a male scent; the door to the room was not locked, and it would be too bad if a drunk man broke in.
She took a sneak peek and saw that under the dim light, the man standing at the door was indeed Zhu Tong. She complained in her heart, how could he drink like this on such a night?
Ouyang didn't show any dissatisfaction. It was a stolen thing, so he couldn't ask for too much, right?
He walked to the bed, sat down, and put his hand on the towel...
Ouyang quickly became intoxicated with the man's touch. He fell into a drowsy state. His whole body seemed to be floating in the sea, and his dizziness rose and fell. He felt light and airy, as if he had turned into a white butterfly on the sea.
It's dancing gracefully; it's like drinking a glass of fine wine, it seems drunk but not drunk, and there are many illusions.
Ouyang began to twist unconsciously, and intermittent moaning sounds came from his throat. His red lips opened and closed slightly, as if he wanted to scream but couldn't.
She suddenly opened her eyes and wanted to hug Zhu Tong and ask for more.
"Ah!" Ouyang screamed, but immediately covered his mouth with his hands to stop it.
The person touching her body was not Zhu Tong, but Ye Er.
Where is Zhu Tong? There was only one wall lamp on in the room. Ouyang saw Zhu Tong standing in front of the window, looking at the night view of the city in a daze.
"Miss Su..." Ouyang felt a little ashamed of being caught and raped in bed; he covered his face with his hands, not daring to look at Ye'er.
Lying in someone else's room, with only a bath towel on me, and reacting like that just now, this look...
While having dinner at Auntie Die's place, Ouyang said that she would go back to Shanghai to visit her father tomorrow and rest in Shanghai for a while. She got the right to use this room from Ye'er on the pretext that she wanted to work as a SP in the hotel.
Ye'er agreed without much thought. Ouyang's suggestion made sense. Duohua was not at home, Wang Xiangjian went to Beijing, and Aunt Die was the only one in the huge villa.
Ouyang also said that she had some things to discuss with Zhu Tong, and she promised Ye'er to let Zhu Tong return to the villa early.
Everything seemed to be arranged well, and Zhu Tong also came. She had no idea that the crazy and exciting carnival night she was looking forward to would turn out like this!
"Shhh... don't talk, it will be over soon." Ye'er combed Ouyang's messy hair playfully and said, "He said that your body has been seriously injured recently and needs treatment. However, his current condition does not allow it.
So you called me here."
As he spoke, Ye'er's caressing did not stop.
Ouyang calmed himself down, thought about it carefully, and smiled secretly. If Zhu Tongzhen spent the night with him, he would not be the "miracle doctor Li Xiang" worthy of the beautiful police officer Su's falling in love and making him dream.
This seems to be good now. Ye'er knows it and has no intention of blaming her. Zhu Tong, on the other hand, abides by the principle of "don't look at anything inappropriate" and seems not to have noticed his... ugly behavior just now.
However, Ye'er is just a police officer, she will become a doctor at some point. Isn't the black needle she holds in her hand one of the dragons and phoenixes of "Miracle Doctor Li Xiang"?
Following Ye'er's movements, Ouyang couldn't help but start to pay attention to the changes in his body. A strange breath floated between his chest and abdomen. After a while, Ouyang seemed to have fallen into a fairyland and fell into a deep sleep.
"Are you ready?" Zhu Tong turned around.
"Okay." Ye'er covered Ouyang with a blanket and plunged into his arms; "Are you satisfied now?"
"Is there a better way?" Zhu Tong hugged Ye'er and exited the room, sitting down on the sofa outside: "Ye'er takes action, one can stand up to the other two, and you will be good friends from now on, and I feel relaxed.
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"You also said that it was all your fault. Tell me honestly, do you want me to come forward to resolve the matter between you, Miss Xuemei, and Miss Chen Yiyi?" Ye Er refused and twisted Zhu Tong's ears.
"That's different." Zhu Tong enjoyed Ye'er's little movements and giggled: "Ouyang is on the verge of collapse. Her body and mind need the baptism of the Butterfly God. I no longer have that ability."
After thinking about it, Ye'er could only sigh secretly and put it down gently.
The fact that Zhu Tong can call her and ask her to come shows his attitude. She also doesn't want to see Ouyang give up on himself and really find a random man to marry. The reason Ouyang fabricated can be said to be full of loopholes.
Ye'er did not go to Zhu Tong for verification like other women, knowing that it would only make things worse and even get out of hand.
After receiving Zhu Tong's call, Ye'er felt sweet in her heart; but there was also a bit of resentment. Although Zhu Tong did not take the initiative to mess with women, those flowers and plants...
"How do you feel there?" Zhu Tong asked, stroking Ye'er's back. The woman he loved most still had a golden needle inserted into her body. Although it was not a serious problem for the time being, it was still a problem.
"You are 'Miracle Doctor Li Xiang', how do I know?" Ye'er said angrily and pinched his ears again.
"It's very late, let's go to bed." Zhu Tong raised his hands in surrender.
Before the Red Butterfly God recovered, he had no ability to take out the golden needle.
The big bed in the inner room of the suite was occupied by Ouyang, so Zhu Tong and Ye'er had to sleep on the sofa outside.
Fortunately, the sofa is quite large and soft...
Early the next morning, Zhu Tong was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.
He looked at his watch and saw that it was only six o'clock in the morning. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed!
The Xie family's celebration is at ten o'clock, so there's no need to knock on the door so early.
Despite this, Zhu Tong still sat up.
Ye'er also woke up, dazed for a while, stretched out her fingers and walked in with her clothes in her arms.
Zhu Tong tidied up a little before going to open the door.
The one who knocked on the door was Zhang Wei, and his first words surprised Zhu Tong.
"Magqiang is dead!"
"Brother Ma...is dead?" Zhu Tong couldn't believe that Brother Ma, who he had been drinking with last night, died in just a few hours.
"Ma Geqiang is dead. An hour ago, we received a report from Miss Xin. When we arrived at the scene, he was already dead," Zhang Wei said with certainty.
"How is Miss Xin?" Zhu Tong asked.
"She suffered a lot of pain and is being treated in the hospital," Zhang Wei said.
"It's a great stimulation." Zhu Tong slapped his forehead hard; "Go and watch her, don't let her have any accidents."
"What? Do you think she is the murderer?" Zhang Wei asked in surprise.
"It's not me, it's you." Zhu Tong gritted his teeth and wanted to say something to express his inner anger, but nothing came out.
Last night, he had a vague feeling that Xin Yun had been looking for a chance to break away from Magaqiang. She only loved herself and her dancing, and her originally weak feelings for Magaqiang had been worn away by the five and a half years of imprisonment.
Empty.
Zhu Tong gave her a hope. Last night, Ma Geqiang definitely did not agree to her request to go to Shanghai.
"But when I found her, she was tied tightly with ropes."
"Why do you think this was an accidental robbery?" Zhu Tong asked. "It does look very similar from the scene."
"Then why did you come to me?" Xin Yun is a talented dancer, and his body's flexibility is far beyond ordinary people. It is not impossible to create even weirder scenes. Zhu Tong has already determined in his heart that even if the murderer is not her, she will
Must be an accomplice.
"The crime scene is here. Ma Geqiang transformed the entire top floor of the hotel into a love nest for him and Miss Xin. After such a thing happened, Director Dou hopes that Senator Lehman can find another place to live."
"Then change it." Zhu Tong said nonchalantly. His mind had already begun to evaluate the subsequent effects of Magaqiang's death.
"Director Dou means..." Zhang Wei wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Zhu Tong; "Do you know Red Gobi?"
"certainly."
"Do you know where Miss Duohua went?"
Zhang Wei nodded again.
"Are the two places in the same direction?"
"It's not the same direction. The Red Gobi is in the west and the desert camp is in the northwest."
"You have someone with Duohua, right?"
"The security work of Miss Duohua and Miss Jingchi Xuemei is handled by the three departments."
"Contact the three offices immediately and ask them if they are safe." Zhu Tongyou said seriously.
He also picked up his cell phone and dialed Kawazaka Hiroshi's number.
As Iike Yukimi's bodyguard, Hiroshi Kawanaka was so dedicated that the phone only rang twice before he was connected.
"Miss Xuemei is likely to be in danger. Don't do anything. Don't leave the camp. Don't let anyone approach. I'll be there in two hours."
Zhu Tong put down the phone and said to Zhang Wei: "In ten minutes, I will set off to pick up Fairy Phoenix, Miss Chen Yiyi, and Miss Jingchi Xuemei. Get me two cars with four or five people. Isn't this a request too much?"
"Ten minutes are a bit stressful, let's give it fifteen minutes." Duohua is Wang Xiangjian's daughter, Zhang Wei immediately started contacting her, and the matter was settled quickly.
"Where are you going?" Zhu Tong packed up and was about to go out, Zhang Wei asked again.
"I'll go..." Zhu Tong felt nervous and asked, "Mr. Qin?"
Zhang Wei nodded: "Your friend named Qin is very suspicious. He entered the crime scene last night."