108. Chapter 108 Ten years? Twenty years? Or forever?!
The car drove all the way down the ring road and then drove into the door of an office building.
Leng Zimo's car seemed to be deserted. The security guard looking at the door only glanced at the car number and retracted his head. The black road car stopped at the gate of the office building as if there was no one around.
"get off!"
Leng Zimo opened the car door and walked out. Luo Xiaoqian didn't know why he brought her here, so she just got out of the car obediently and followed him.
A staff member on duty had already come forward with a smile, "Master Leng, why are you still here so late?"
"Where is he?" Leng Zimo asked calmly.
"It's upstairs. I haven't been idle these past few hours. You told me to take good care of you. How could we neglect you?" The young man diligently led the two of them upstairs and opened the door to a room.
Inside the door, the space is not small. A man is lying on the cold floor with his body curled up. The light-colored shirt on his body is full of obvious big footprints and blood stains. Around him, several men have their sleeves rolled up, and one is still holding a hand.
Wearing a belt.
Obviously, what the person just said "take good care of" is definitely an antonym.
Luo Xiaoqian only glanced at it and then looked away.
She didn't like such bloody scenes.
"Master Leng!"
Seeing Leng Zimo, several people came forward politely, offered cigarettes and offered seats. One of them picked up a bucket on the ground and poured cold water on the head of the man who was beaten until he was lying on the ground.
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The man woke up after being stimulated by the cold water. His eyes looked around from under his messy hair, and then fell on Leng Zimo standing there. Vicious anger flashed in his eyes, but the man quickly got up from the ground and knelt down to Leng Zimo.
In front of Zimo.
"Master Leng, I was wrong. Master Leng, please, please let me go..."
Hearing that familiar voice, Luo Xiaoqian turned around suddenly.
Under the messy hair, Lu Hao's face was already covered with various wounds. If she didn't look carefully, she would hardly recognize him.
"Begging her!"
Leng Zimo spoke coldly.
Lu Hao immediately turned to Luo Xiaoqian.
"Xiao Qian, Xiao Qian, I beg you, I know that I am just a grandson and a scumbag. You, the master, don't care about the faults of others. Just treat me like a fart, okay? Xiao Qian... Otherwise, you can beat me
I……"
He reached out to grab Luo Xiaoqian's hand, but Luo Xiaoqian subconsciously took a step back.
"Don't touch her!"
Leng Zimo's foot flew over and with just one kick, Lu Hao was knocked out.
Like, kicking a bag of garbage!
"I know, I don't deserve to be beaten by you, I'll beat myself..." Lu Hao endured the pain and got up, kneeling in front of Luo Xiaoqian again. This time, he didn't dare to get closer, let alone touch her, and just raised his hand.
, slapping herself in the face again and again, "Xiao Qian, I was wrong, I deserve to die... Please, I beg you, please remember us during our ten years... no, remember you from our hometown, classmate... you
Just spare me this time!"
Luo Xiaoqian looked at him with a downcast face. There was no hatred in her heart, only suspicion.
This man who was kneeling on the ground, slapping himself, begging her over and over again, was so unfamiliar.
Why did she like him in the first place?!
How could she fall in love with such a person and stay in love for ten years?!
She is so stupid, so stupid, so stupid!
She doesn't hate him, she only hates herself!
"How long do you want...ten years? Twenty years? Or forever?!" Leng Zimo asked.
Of course, I didn't ask Lu Hao, but Luo Xiaoqian.
As long as she says a word, Lu Hao will be doomed.
