The drunken middle-aged man's expression was stunned when he heard this thunderous name. She turned out to be the woman of that legendary man in the business world?!
However, as he suddenly thought of something, the middle-aged man suddenly sneered: "If you were really his woman, how could you be so dismissive of you just now!"
"..."
"If you want to scare me, do you think I'm a fool?!" The middle-aged man said, while extending his hand to Zhong Qing, "You are a cold woman, and I am still his father!"
When the middle-aged man's hand fell on Zhong Qing's arm, Zhong Qing's whole body shivered heavily, and a wave of nausea surged in her heart.
Just when the middle-aged man was about to take off her last piece of clothing, Zhong Qing shuddered, and with the strength she didn't know where she came from, she suddenly raised her foot and kicked the middle-aged man's crotch.
The middle-aged man was kicked in his masculine pride. He covered his crotch in pain, squatted down, and kept shouting...
Zhongqing took the opportunity to turn over and escape.
However, after taking a few steps, the man suddenly grabbed his feet again.
Zhong Qing was frightened and struggled with her feet in a panic.
Because of the humiliation just now, the man angrily threw Zhong Qing to the ground with great force.
All the wine bottles on the table fell to the ground.
There were shards of glass all over the floor.
The middle-aged man's face, which smelled of alcohol, was full of anger, and he wanted to pull Zhongqing up from the ground.
Zhong Qing was startled, and in a panic, she picked up a sharp piece of glass on the ground, raised her hand suddenly, and scratched it towards the man's body.
Unfortunately, the intensity of love was not strong, and a shallow blood streak opened on the man's face.
The middle-aged man was slightly startled, raised his hand angrily, and slapped Zhong Qing hard on the face again: "You crazy woman, you dare to use a knife to commit murder, no one can escape the woman I like, tonight
I want to conquer you!"
Zhong Qing bit her lip, enduring the pain, and waved the hand holding the glass shards towards the man again.
The middle-aged man immediately squeezed Zhong Qing's wrist. His big hand pinched her slender wrist painfully, and she felt as if her hand bones were about to be broken.
The palm of her hand was suddenly cut with deep blood marks by the glass fragments, and her clenched hand was immediately released in pain...
‘Click’——
Bloody glass shards fell with the sound.
The middle-aged man was completely angered by Zhong Qing's actions one after another. He waved his hand and slapped Zhong Qing on the face again.
There was a snap.
A lot of noise.
Zhong Qing was hit hard and thrown to the ground, but she ignored it and kept dragging her sore body back, staring at the man with helpless and vigilant eyes.
"Don't come here, you will regret it!"
"Death under peonies, you can be a charming ghost!" The middle-aged man looked at Zhongqing greedily: "It is your honor to be attracted by me! How dare you pretend to be noble!"
As he said that, he grabbed her hard and tried to tear off her last piece of intimate clothing——
At this moment, the door of the box was suddenly kicked open heavily.
Dazzling lights shine in from outside.
Zhong Qing's body trembled for a moment, and she subconsciously hugged herself with both hands. She turned her head stiffly and vaguely saw a tall figure walking against the light.
It's like a prince who just stepped out of the dark night.
The middle-aged man who was about to experience the sweetness of love was suddenly ruined by something unexpected, and he stood up angrily: "Damn it, who are you, how dare you ruin my good deeds..."