Zhang Hao was very anxious when he saw Song Ziting not answering the phone. He thought that Song Ziting had gone to school in the morning, so he got in the car and went straight to Song Ziting's school. Because he had visited Song Ziting's dormitory before when he let Song Ziting move back home.
, so Zhang Hao drove the car directly to the downstairs of the girls' dormitory without any effort.
Ignoring the loud screams and envy caused by the luxurious sports car, Zhang Hao jumped out of the car as soon as it stopped, briefly greeted the administrator of the dormitory building, and headed all the way to Song Ziting's dormitory.
"Tingting! Are you there?" Zhang Hao found Song Ziting's dormitory, reached out and knocked on the door.
At this time, Lan Ruo was sitting at the desk reviewing her homework seriously, but she heard a rapid knock on the door, followed by a man's voice. Lan Ruo couldn't help but be stunned: How could there be a boy?! But
Hearing the person at the door calling Song Ziting's name, Lan Ruo quickly got up and opened the door.
As soon as Zhang Hao saw the door open, his nervous handsome face immediately showed joy, but when he looked up, it was not Song Ziting, but another woman. Zhang Hao couldn't help being disappointed immediately. He looked up and recognized the woman in front of him who had followed him several times.
The girl Song Ziting was with, Zhang Hao took a deep breath, and then asked politely: "Is Tingting in there?"
"You...you are Tingting's cousin, right?" Lan Ruo was stunned when she saw the handsome man at the door. But when she heard the man's question, Lan Ruo suddenly remembered, isn't this Song Ziting's cousin?
Seeing the anxious look on the man's face, Lan Ruo said kindly: "Tingting went home. She said there was something going on at home!"
"Oh, thank you, I know!" Zhang Hao smiled gratefully when he heard Lan Ruo's answer, and then hurried downstairs again. Thinking of Lan Ruo's words, Zhang Hao's mind turned around. Lan Ruo said home.
Is it the Song family or the Zhang family? Thinking of this, Zhang Hao couldn't help cursing himself for being stupid, but in order to find Song Ziting, he didn't care so much. He went back to his home first! So Zhang Hao stepped on the accelerator and went straight to his home.
"Tingting!" Zhang Hao jumped out of the car and hurried into the hall.
"Haozi, why are you back at this time?" Mrs. Zhang heard the voice and walked out of the room.
"Grandma, is Tingting here?" Zhang Hao saw his grandma, stretched out his hand to support her, and asked anxiously.
"Oh, she just came back not long ago, and she is in the room!" Mrs. Zhang replied.
"Oh, then, let me go up and take a look first!" Zhang Hao secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his grandma's words, then turned around and ran downstairs: "Tingting?"
Mrs. Song looked at Zhang Hao's hurried look and couldn't help but shake her head: "Boy, what are you in a hurry for? Your wife won't run away!"
Zhang Hao ignored his grandmother's words behind him and went straight to his room on the second floor. However, as soon as he opened the door, he did not see Song Ziting pouting her little mouth and squinting at him, blaming him for disturbing her.
It looks small, but the room is empty.
Zhang Hao was very disappointed. He walked in with heavy steps and said to himself: "Song Ziting, where are you?" But just as Zhang Hao was walking towards the big bed, he suddenly felt that he had stepped on something.
As a result, Zhang Hao looked down in confusion and couldn't help but be shocked. There were more than a dozen large and small photos scattered on the ground, and the self in the photo was almost exactly the same as those disgusting photos he saw online, and it was even more shocking.
Can't be seen.
Zhang Hao reached out and grabbed the photo on the ground, turned around and saw that Song Ziting's clothes that were originally placed in the closet were missing. Zhang Hao's handsome face immediately became ugly, his fists were clenched tightly at his side, his eyes turned scarlet, and finally he hit the
Bedside: Damn it!
Zhang Hao reached out and grabbed the phone: "Hello? Chu Chen? Come to the Imperial City right away!" Hearing Chu Chen's hum on the other end of the phone, Zhang Hao hung up the phone and stuffed the photo into his arms.
inside, and then quickly went downstairs.
Song Ziting quietly slipped out of Zhang's house with her backpack and walked on the street. Song Ziting realized that she had become homeless at this time. Her originally good home was ruined because of her inexplicable marriage to Zhang Hao.
My husband's family was even more frustrated because of the document I saw in the morning. It seemed that I couldn't go back to my home for the time being. And the Zhang family made it even more difficult for me to stay at this time. Thinking of all the unbearable things
After seeing the photos, Song Ziting felt even colder in her heart. So should she go back to school? Song Ziting hesitated, regardless of the sky getting dark, and just walked aimlessly with her backpack on her back, not noticing the speed behind her.
When she heard the sound, Song Ziting turned around and saw a sports car driving towards her. Song Ziting was so shocked that she forgot that she should dodge at this time, and just stood there blankly.
Zhang Hao drove the car out of the house and drove fast. All his mind was filled with the miserable photos of himself. Thinking of Song Ziting's reaction after seeing the photos, Zhang Hao's eyes were in a trance, and the car veered towards the roadside.
Fortunately, he was discovered in time. Zhang Hao almost knocked down a woman who was walking on the roadside. He slammed on the brakes and Zhang Hao stopped the car abruptly. While he was shocked into a cold sweat, Zhang Hao took a closer look at the front of the car.
The woman who turned pale with fright was none other than Song Ziting, who was so anxious that she almost turned the world upside down.
Zhang Hao quickly got out of the car and ran towards Song Ziting: "Tingting!"
Song Ziting still hadn't recovered from her shock. When she heard the sound, Song Ziting slowly raised her head and saw Zhang Hao's handsome face running towards her. Almost instinctively, the photos on the computer flashed through her head.
, Song Ziting subconsciously grabbed her backpack, raised her feet and started running.
"Tingting!" As soon as Zhang Hao saw Song Ziting running away after seeing him, he couldn't help but hurriedly chased her from behind.
Song Ziting was no match for Zhang Hao. Coupled with the fright just now, Song Ziting felt that her legs were weak. Before she could run a few steps, Zhang Hao stretched out his long arm and grabbed it tightly.
"Let me go!" When Song Ziting saw it was Zhang Hao, she struggled hard. But Song Ziting couldn't resist Zhang Hao's strength. Although she struggled desperately, she still couldn't get rid of Zhang Hao's arms.
"Tingting! Where are you going? Come back with me!" Zhang Hao lowered his voice to the extreme. He looked up and saw people starting to stop on the roadside. Zhang Hao whispered: "Get in the car with me first!"
Regardless of Song Ziting's struggle, he pulled Song Ziting and got into the car.
"Let me out!" Song Ziting, who was put into the car, knocked hard on the closed door, turned to Zhang Hao and said angrily, her little face flushed with anger.
Through this period of contact, Zhang Hao had more or less figured out Song Ziting's little temper, and knew that in the current situation, it was useless to say anything to her. Looking at Song Ziting's red face, Zhang Hao put away the ugly look on his face just now.
, thinking that if this girl is really angry about the photo, doesn't it mean that she is jealous? Thinking of this, Zhang Hao's depressed mood improved slightly, and he grinned and said, "What if I don't let it go?"
"You... you're right, you are a gangster, you can do anything!" Song Ziting was so angry that her eyes widened, and she wanted to have a head-on confrontation with Zhang Hao, but after hearing Zhang Hao's words, Song Ziting slowly lowered her tone and said,
He leaned back in the back seat and raised his shoulders, his tone full of disdain.
"Song Ziting, I told you, don't call me a hooligan again!" Zhang Hao's face turned ugly again when he heard Song Ziting's words. The two words he least wanted to hear were hooligans, especially when they came out of Song Ziting's mouth.
These two words became even more unbearable. The scene of Song Ziting tearing off her pants when she was a child flashed through his mind. Zhang Hao narrowed his peach blossom eyes, leaned forward and pressed Song Ziting tightly against the back of the chair.
"Let me go! What do you want to do?" Song Ziting originally just wanted to anger Zhang Hao so that he would open the car door and let her get out of the car, but she didn't expect that because of her words, Zhang Hao was really angry, but in this angry way.
But it was different from what she expected! Being pressed tightly by Zhang Hao, Song Ziting's face became ugly again. Thinking of those unsightly photos, Song Ziting struggled in disgust, trying to get Zhang Hao to let go of her.
"What do I want to do? What do you think I want to do? What can a gangster do?!" Zhang Hao was irritated by the two words Song Ziting just said. He approached Song Ziting with his handsome face, then squinted his eyes and said, spraying all his breath on
turned to Song Ziting's ear.
Song Ziting avoided Zhang Hao's breath. Thinking of those photos, Song Ziting felt her anger well up, so she opened her mouth and said: "Don't do this nonsense, I am not one of your women! It's all bullshit to say you like me! Liars, hooligans
!" Song Ziting was also a little irritated by Zhang Hao's actions, and in a hurry, she began to speak arbitrarily.
But she forgot that Zhang Hao had never been a gentle and elegant gentleman. It was quite scary for him to get angry. So as soon as Song Ziting finished speaking, Zhang Hao no longer gave Song Ziting any chance to refute, and bowed his head to block Song Ziting.
Always a sharp-tongued little mouth.
"Um...let me go..." Song Ziting was clamped tightly by Zhang Hao, unable to move. She could only shake her head randomly, hoping to escape Zhang Hao's overbearing lips, but she couldn't escape at all.
, and what was even more annoying was that when she was struggling to speak, Zhang Hao's tongue unexpectedly barged into her mouth.
Those unsightly images kept flashing through her mind. Song Ziting thought of how many women Zhang Hao had kissed on his lips, and she felt sick in her heart. In desperation, she slapped her palm up and hit Zhang Hao hard.
On his handsome face, he cursed angrily: "It's so dirty!"
There was a crisp sound, which made both of them stunned for a moment. After reacting, Zhang Hao tightly covered his burning side face, his eyes turned scarlet, and he gritted his teeth and said to Song Ziting: "You...you
What did you say? How dare you hit me!"
Song Ziting didn't expect that she would reach out and hit Zhang Hao, but looking at Zhang Hao's thin lips, Song Ziting suddenly felt her stomach churn, and then she vomited it out with a loud noise.
"Song Ziting!" Zhang Hao was simply driven crazy. Not only did the girl in front of him hit him, but she actually vomited on him for the second time. What was even more terrible was what did this girl just scold him? She called herself "dirty?!"
"
The car was immediately filled with the smell of vomit. Zhang Hao ignored the pain on his face or argued with Song Ziting. He quickly opened the car door, then quickly jumped out of the car and put on his clothes worth tens of thousands of yuan.
The expensive clothes were torn off and thrown on the side of the road. When Zhang Hao got back into the car with his upper body naked and was about to teach Song Ziting a lesson, he found that there was no one in the car, and Song Ziting actually took advantage of her to get out of the car to clean the dirt on her clothes.
Escape quietly when vomiting!
Looking at the people coming and going on the road, Zhang Hao turned pale with anger and punched the steering wheel: "There must be something wrong with my brain to say that I like you! Song Ziting! I'm not done with you!"