Chapter 39 The cold handcuffs were put on his hands



Wen Chengzhou sneered, "Do you think everyone will believe this?"

"It's okay not to make it public." Wen Ying's voice came from the stairs. She stood on the stairs and looked down at her husband. "If you insist on letting Miaomiao suffer for Zhou Man, then we will divorce! You can continue to be affectionate with your daughter as a family, and I will take Miaomiao home."

Zhou Liheng gnashed his teeth in hatred. From what his wife said, if they divorced, she would definitely take half of the Zhou family's assets.

He had no choice.

Zheng Jiaming threw back the covers and yawned. A pair of soft arms wrapped around his neck from behind, and a delicate voice rang out, "Brother Zheng, I heard that Zhou Liu'an is the son of your company's CEO. You have such a high profile in front of CEO Zhou. Can you please talk to him and give me a chance to film Mr. Zhou's music video?"

"I don't expect to become a big star, but if I can gain a little fame, it will help you to be proud."

As he spoke, the soft and boneless hand began to slide to other places.

Zheng Jiaming felt completely comfortable being served, with a look of satisfaction on his face. "Okay, I'll tell the Second Young Master about it when the time comes."

Of course, he didn't have the face to do that in front of the Second Young Master, but he couldn't help but think that his niece was the Second Young Master's most beloved sister. This little thing could be solved with just a few words.

The voluptuous woman was overjoyed, giggling and flirting with him. She'd be a star once she entered the entertainment industry. Zheng Jiaming even promised to buy her two designer bags. He was rich now! If he ran out of money, he could always ask Zhou Man for more under the guise of asking for help.

If he hadn't helped her back then, Zhou Man wouldn't have the good life she has now. She should have been filial to him as her uncle.

The two lingered for a while, and then the doorbell rang.

Because his girlfriend was only wearing underwear, Zheng Jiaming had to go to the door himself. He was also wondering: Didn't he remember to order takeout?

Is it a courier?

As soon as he opened the door, cold handcuffs were put on his hands.

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