Chapter 14 The Richest Man Saves Her
Qiao Yanmeng kicked the man hard, and he fell heavily to the ground, which aroused his interest even more.
"You're still a little wild cat? Come on, come on, struggle. That's what I like best about you!"
The man approached step by step, with a lewd and malicious smile.
"Really? Then let's have some fun." Qiao Yanmeng picked up the vase on the table and patted it in her hands.
The man was frightened immediately. He was afraid that he would be dead if he continued like this. "My little beauty, I promised to give your family a million yuan as a betrothal gift, and I will also inject capital into Qiao Group in the future. Follow me, Wang Qiang, and I will let you enjoy a good life."
Qiao Yanmeng glanced at him sideways, "You married into the Liu family and your wife died within a year. You killed several wives one after another. How dare you say you are rich and glorious!"
"Humph, they are just unlucky!"
Mr. Wang seized the opportunity to snatch the vase away. He grabbed her wrist and tried to force her. His greasy aura was lingering around her. Qiao Yanmeng felt disgusted and wanted to slap him in the face, but suddenly she noticed something strange happening in her body!
There are aphrodisiacs in this room!
Damn, this Mr. Wang plays so extravagantly!
"Little wild cat, just surrender. No matter how good your skills are, you can only cooperate with me here." When President Wang saw that she had discovered him, he no longer hid.
The greasy, thick lips kissed her.
The next second, there was a sudden clanging sound from outside the door, and the door was kicked open!
Could it be that Father Qiao suddenly figured it out?
The last glimmer of hope in Qiao Yanmeng's heart disappeared when she saw the person coming.
The person who came in was a dark shadow like a ghost, and he punched at President Wang with great force. President Wang collapsed to the ground instantly, bleeding from his mouth and nose. Zhan Tingbei's fist smashed towards his face madly.
The whole person exudes a cruel and hellish aura.
Zhan Tingbei, how could it be him?
"Zhan Tingbei!"
Seeing that the person was about to die, Qiao Yanmeng hugged Zhan Tingbei in panic.
"Where did he touch you?" The man looked back, his red eyes filled with murderous intent!
Qiao Yanmeng was terrified.
After spending these few days together, she almost forgot that this man was a devil who walked out of a hail of bullets!
"You came just in time. He didn't touch me!" Qiao Yanmeng said quickly. She felt very uncomfortable now. "Take me away from here."
Soon, Zhan Tingbei carried her into the car.
They returned to the hotel room, and Zhan Tingbei put her in the bathtub and ran the cold water.
Qiao Yanmeng was trembling inside.
Zhan Tingbei's eyebrows were tightly knitted: "How about going to the hospital?"
"No need." Qiao Yanmeng shook her head. She knew that gastric lavage would be very painful, so it would be better to solve it this way.
Qiao Yanmeng looked at Zhan Tingbei sitting beside her. His handsome and heroic eyebrows were furrowed together. She inexplicably wanted to smooth them out. Thinking of this, she really stretched out her hand and slid it across his cheek. Their eyes met. Qiao Yanmeng suddenly came back to her senses, withdrew her hand in dismay, and changed the subject with an awkward smile: "Actually, there is another solution."
Zhan Tingbei looked at her with his dark eyes, and there seemed to be a shooting star streaking across the dark night outside the window.
Qiao Yanmeng coughed and said, "How about you knock me out?"
The man's face suddenly turned dark.
Ignore her.
Qiao Yanmeng pouted, what a cold man.
The girl's clothes were soaked and stuck tightly to her body, revealing her graceful figure. Her cheeks were flushed and her pink lips were pouting. Zhan Tingbei felt that his brother was raising his head disobediently.
He stood up suddenly and wanted to leave, but he was worried about her being alone here, so he took out his cell phone and started working.
Qiao Yanmeng was too cold and made small talk: "By the way, where is Jia Jia's mother?"
The man's face turned cold. "Dead."
Dead?
Qiao Yanmeng looked at the man's slightly cold profile and sighed.
"If we are together in the future, I won't let her interfere with our lives." Zhan Tingbei put down his phone and looked at her with a firm look.
Qiao Yanmeng was stunned, with strange emotions colliding in her heart.
She thought Zhan Tingbei was angry after the last rejection, but it turned out that he wasn't?
She could feel the difference in how men treated her, but she had already lost her longing for love.
"Zhan Zong..."
"I know you are still a stranger to me. Let's take it slow. I won't be in a hurry." The man's steady and low voice exudes a sense of security.