Don't abuse the president, your wife is the real daughter

Chapter 222
"Let go of me! Let go!" Once in the room, Tang Man tore off the tape on Song Chaoyu's mouth, and she started yelling non-stop.

She wanted to stand up and walk outside, but found that she couldn't move at all. Song Chaoyu continued to shout, thinking that someone would appear outside the door and take her out: "Is there anyone! Help me! Let me out!" The sharp voice made Tang Man feel angry.

"Shut up!" Following Tang Man's roar, Ling Lie's eyes shifted to Song Chaoyu.

Song Zhaoyu ignored it and kept struggling. She was panicking and didn't know what Tang Man wanted to do.

"Tang Man, if you let me go, you will regret it." Song Zhaoyu slowed down his speech, and Tang Man next to him didn't stop Song Zhaoyu from saying anything.

She took a pill from the waiter, walked to Song Chaoyu's side, squeezed Song Zhaoyu's jaw with both hands, forced the pill into her mouth, and stared at her fiercely.

Just as Song Zhaoyu was about to spit it out, Tang Man slapped Song Zhaoyu's face, staring at Song Zhaoyu with anger in his eyes.

Song Zhaoyu's body was drenched in cold sweat, Tang Man pinched Song Zhaoyu's neck and forced her to swallow the pill.

"Song Chaoyu, you deserve this. I want you to remember the consequences of going against me."

Tang Man sneered, and hooked the corners of his mouth. Seeing Song Chaoyu's current appearance, he felt very proud.

"I'll leave it to you." Tang Man glanced at the waiter next to him, then turned and left the room.

Song Chaoyu panicked, and looked at the waiter in front of him with unsettled spirit: "What are you going to do!"

The waiter had no expression on his face. He took out a camera from his bag and placed it on the bedside with a smirk on his lips.

Song Zhaoyu saw Ming Huanghuang looking at her camera, and kept shaking her head. She looked at the waiter in front of her with a begging look: "Please, let me go, please, I will promise you whatever you want, let me go." Me." Her eyes were full of despair.

The waiter ignored her and continued to fiddle with the camera in front of her. Song Chaoyu's hair was already drenched with sweat.

At this moment, Song Chaoyu already hated Tang Man to the bone, and clenched his fists tightly. Is he going to be buried in this room today?
She still didn't give up and wanted to continue struggling, but the feeling of powerlessness made her heart even more desperate, and she couldn't move her body at all.

At this time, the waiter walked up to Song Chaoyu with a ferocious expression on his face. When he saw his appearance, tears flowed from the corners of Song Chaoyu's eyes, and he was still begging: "Let me go, let me go."

The more Song Chaoyu looked like this, the waiter became even more excited, and he eagerly reached out to Song Zhaoyu's chest with both hands.

Before the hand dropped, the door was kicked open with a bang, and Song Zhaoyu's closed eyes also opened.

The figure of Zhan Jincheng appeared in front of the door, the hair on his forehead was still dripping with sweat, seeing Song Chaoyu on the bed looking at the waiter next to him, Zhan Jincheng immediately understood what was going on.

As if the burning flames in his eyes could burn the whole person, he rushed to the waiter and landed a punch on the waiter's face.

"Zhan Jincheng?" Song Zhaoyu who was lying on the bed asked in disbelief.

Zhan Jincheng's eyes were bloodshot and he lost his mind long ago. He pinned the waiter to the ground, his clenched fists never loosened, and each punch landed on the waiter's face. Blood appeared on the corner of the waiter's mouth.

The waiter who was just about to start resisting was suddenly held down by Zhan Jincheng. The furious Zhan Jincheng lost focus and just stared at the waiter's face. The veins on his forehead popped up, and his fists continued to land on the waiter's face. Sheng's face did not stop.

"Zhan Jincheng?" Song Zhaoyu asked again worriedly, she tried to sit up, but she lay down weakly as soon as her elbows were propped on the bed.

Seeing Zhan Jincheng who had lost his mind, she frowned.

"Let me go! I know I was wrong, I was forced." One side of the waiter's face was bruised, and Zhan Jincheng had no intention of stopping.

After a few seconds, the waiter fell silent and just looked at Zhan Jincheng dully.

"If you keep hitting, people will die!" Song Chaoyu roared, but Zhan Jincheng couldn't help but think of the scene just now.

"Stop!" This time, Song Chaoyu's voice penetrated the entire room, and Zhan Jincheng stopped his movements as if he had been woken up.

He kicked the waiter aside, ready to go over to see Song Chaoyu.

The waiter stumbled up, clutching his sore cheeks and ran towards the door.

Seeing his fleeing back, Zhan Jincheng wanted to catch up, Song Zhaoyu began to cough uncomfortably, Zhan Jincheng then turned his head and stopped.

"Zhaoyu, are you okay, what's wrong?" Zhan Jincheng asked nervously.

Song Zhaoyu didn't answer, remembering the medicine she swallowed just now, she already understood in her heart.

She could only feel the scorching heat all over her body, and couldn't help but began to take off her clothes. Zhan Jincheng touched her hot cheeks, as if he understood something.

"Save...save me." Song Chaoyu slightly raised his hand to hold Zhan Jincheng.Zhan Jincheng stood up and smashed the camera in front of him to the ground angrily, walked to Song Chaoyu's side again and held her hand tightly.

"Zhaoyu, let's go back." Zhan Jincheng tried his best to stabilize his mood, but found that Song Zhaoyu was lying on the bed and writhing non-stop.

Only then did Zhan Jincheng realize that Song Chaoyu must have been drugged.

He hugged Song Chaoyu in his arms, with a worried expression on his face: "I'll take you to the hospital."

Unexpectedly, Song Chaoyu, who was lying in Zhan Jincheng's arms, became even more restless. Her face was pressed against Zhan Jincheng's cheek, and her lips began to explore Zhan Jincheng's neck non-stop. Her small face was already red the shiny.

Zhan Jincheng frowned, and Song Chaoyu wrapped his arms around his neck again, staring at her with blurred eyes.

Zhan Jincheng remembered the time when the two of them were together, he held Song Chaoyu's hand, and finally took it off his body, he stroked Song Zhaoyu's forehead, trying to calm Song Chaoyu down.

But Song Chaoyu didn't stop, the effect of the medicine made her lose her judgment, her lips were slightly parted, and she moved towards Zhan Jincheng's.

Zhan Jincheng turned his head away, staring at Song Chaoyu's face, he didn't want to take advantage of others at such a time, let alone be in such a place.

What he wanted was for Song Chaoyu to really like him.

"Let's go to the hospital." Zhan Jincheng's face became serious, he hugged Princess Song Chaoyu in his arms, and hurriedly ran out.

Just as he walked out the door with Song Chaoyu in his arms, many footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor.Zhan Jincheng couldn't tell who was running over, he stood still and stopped while hugging Song Chaoyu.

(End of this chapter)