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In the hotel suite, Cheng Ziang came to the bedside. He stared at Han Wangwang's back for a while before taking out the camera he had prepared long ago.
Cheng Ziang placed the camera on the TV cabinet and pointed the camera lens at the bed, ensuring a wide viewing angle so that everything that happened on the bed could be recorded.
Cheng Ziang took off his bathrobe, slowly walked to the bed, and knelt down beside Han Wangwang.
He turned Han Wangwang over.
Han Wangwang was drooling in her sleep. When she was turned over, she burped, completely unaware that danger was approaching.
Cheng Ziang smelled the alcohol and frowned slightly.
He waved his right hand in front of his nose like a fan, and then began to take off Han Wangwang's tank top.
When her clothes were taken off, Han Wangwang's fair and smooth skin was exposed to the air, as flawless as milk, tempting to commit a crime.
A hint of surprise flashed in Cheng Ziang's eyes.
It’s really a top-notch product!
It was worth it that he pursued her for three months.
Cheng Ziang unbuckled Han Wangwang's belt again, then reached out to unbutton Han Wangwang's pants.
The hands had just landed on the buttonholes, and hadn't unbuttoned them yet, when the girl, who should have been fast asleep, suddenly spoke: "Mr. Cheng, I didn't realize you were so mean."
Cheng Ziang was slightly stunned.
He tilted his head to look upwards and saw that Han Wangwang had woken up at some point. Han Wangwang's eyes were open, his color clear and not drunken at all.
What else didn't Cheng Ziang understand? "You're pretending." He was a little surprised that he had underestimated this girl.
Han Wangwang kicked Cheng Ziang.
Cheng Ziang noticed it and prepared himself, but Han Wangwang's kick still knocked him off the bed. He was stunned for a moment as he rolled off the bed and fell sprawled on the ground.
Is Han Wangwang so strong?
He looks quite thin, but how come he has the strength of a bull?
Cheng Ziang vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out for a moment.
Han Wangwang stood up from the bed, looking down at the man on the ground with a condescending smile. "Cheng Ziang, have you heard the saying? If you stand by the river too often, you'll get your feet wet."
Han Wangwang stepped out of bed. Without further ado, she grabbed the bottle of red wine from the bedside table. "This isn't the first time you've used such despicable tactics on a girl. Do you think I'm as easy to bully as those girls?"
Cheng Ziang climbed up, his gloomy eyes staring at the red wine bottle in Han Wangwang's hand without any warmth. "You want to hit me?"
Cheng Ziang found it funny, "Wangwang, a spicy personality is cute, but if it's too spicy, you'll choke to death."
Cheng Ziang, proud of his status, threatened Han Wangwang, "I'm the second young master of the Chuandong Group. The Siwei Building at your school was built with my family's donation. If you throw that bottle, your studies and the rest of your life will be ruined."
"So Wangwang, be good and put down the bottle, otherwise you won't be able to bear the consequences."
Cheng Ziang is very skilled in threatening people, and it is obvious that he does this often.
He had met strong-willed girls before, but they were powerless and couldn't afford to offend him, so they all ended up listening to him. Cheng Ziang was also certain that Han Wangwang would be intimidated by him and wouldn't dare to rebel.
Cheng Ziang threatened, which made Han Wangwang laugh out of anger.
"The second young master of eastern Sichuan..." Han Wangwang laughed maliciously, "Are you using your status to pressure me?" Han Wangwang raised the wine bottle and hit Cheng Ziang directly on the head.
Bang--
The bottle broke, and sharp shards of glass fell on the carpet.
The hotel room was covered with thick carpet, which was very soundproof. The glass bottle shattered and fell to the ground, but it didn't make much noise.
The red wine slid down Cheng Ziang's cheek and flowed across his chest.
Cheng Ziang hadn't expected Han Wangwang to be so ruthless after knowing his identity. He was completely caught off guard when Han Wangwang pelted him with a bottle, leaving him stunned.
Cheng Ziang's body swayed, and he staggered back a few times with unsteady steps. Finally, he held on to the surface of the TV cabinet with his right hand and stood firm.
As soon as he stood firm, Han Wangwang strode over, stretched out his hands to hold Cheng Ziang's head tightly, and hit Cheng Ziang's stomach hard with his knees again and again.
Cheng Ziang didn't expect that Han Wangwang would really dare to be so cruel to him. He came to his senses and started to fight back.
He raised his right hand to slap Han Wangwang, but before the slap touched Han Wangwang's cheek, Han Wangwang caught it with his hand.
After Han Wangwang grabbed Cheng Ziang's wrist, he used his shoulder as strength to pull up the 1.8-meter-tall Cheng Ziang, causing his body to spin in the air and then ruthlessly smashed to the ground!
Bang!
At this moment, the entire floor of the room shook a few times.
Downstairs, Song Ci and Han Zhan were having a midnight snack. She peeled a quail egg and placed it in front of Han Zhan's mouth. "Here, Brother Han, have a quail egg to replenish your protein."
Han Zhan opened his mouth and bit the quail egg.
Song Ci picked up another quail egg and before he started to peel it, he suddenly heard a muffled sound from upstairs.
The two looked at each other and realized that something was wrong.
The sound insulation effect of Jetta Hotel is excellent. What happened upstairs that made such a loud noise?
Cheng Ziang was thrown to the ground by Han Wangwang over his shoulder. His back hit the broken glass and his skin was cut instantly. The blood mixed with the red wine stained the carpet.
Cheng Ziang's bones were almost broken apart, and he let out intermittent groans of pain.
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