deliberate kiss

Chapter 178 Torn Face
How do you say that?The shadow of a bow and a snake is indeed justified.

Li Zhaoyi changed from his previous aggressive style, carefully considered for a while, then walked towards Zhou Jingwei, and said: "Brother Shen and Cheng Weiyue just went in, Brother Shen has a sense of propriety, don't worry, there should be nothing serious."

Zhou Jingwei's indifferent eyes fell on Li Zhao, and his tone was cold: "You are so sure, are you responsible for the accident? What are you responsible for? The Li family?"

Li Zhao's expression changed.

In fact, in their circle, there is an unwritten rule - family members cannot be harmed.

They are all well-known figures in Jingcheng. If something bad happens, it will not end well for anyone.

But what Zhou Jingwei said was clearly a threat.

Li Zhao's complexion slowly sank, she looked straight at Zhou Jingwei, and said slowly: "I was at fault for spreading rumors about Cheng Weiyue before, so you broke my ribs, and I admitted it, but Zhou Jingwei, I have said something, everyone is ugly."

Zhou Jingwei ignored it and looked back.

At the end of the corridor, there was still no one coming.

Zhou Jingwei asked the waiter at the bar to look for the key, but Zhao Hanshen's identity might have been taken into consideration there, so he didn't really look for it for him.

But he didn't want to wait for a second.

Zhou Jingwei took off his suit jacket and threw it on the ground with a "snap".

Li Zhao was taken aback by his action, took a step back, and stammered, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Jingwei held the doorknob with his hand, tried it, and took a step back after making sure it couldn't be opened.

Li Zhao's complexion changed, and he said anxiously: "A lot of people came here today, Jingxing's board of directors and the young masters from the Zhou family's side branches are all here, Zhou Jingwei, no one has torn their faces."

Li Zhao silently swallowed all the words that followed.

There is no other reason, because Zhou Jingwei has already kicked the closed door.

His movements were too ruthless, and the door, which looked solid at first, was shaken a few times, and it was indescribably fragile.

Li Zhao can even be sure that if this battle continues, this door may not be able to withstand a few kicks.

He was a little panicked, his face was ugly, he didn't care too much, he pulled Zhou Jingwei's arm: "What can Brother Shen do to Cheng Weiyue? Can you calm down a little, are you trying to recruit everyone?"

Zhou Jingwei looked at Li Zhao's hand clasped on his arm, his brows and eyes were lowered, and there was a cold color inside.

Li Zhao heard his indifferent voice that could no longer be indifferent: "Let go, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Li Zhao gritted his teeth, resisting the flustered feeling of his heart beating wildly, his throat was dry: "Zhou Jingwei, don't embarrass everyone."

Embarrassed?
By now, it was no longer his concern.The moment Cheng Weiyue sent him the location, his sanity had already collapsed.

There was severe pain in his arm, Li Zhao's face was distorted, and he saw Zhou Jingwei's warm smile on his lips.

The latter paused every word, and said clearly: "Let go."

After all, Li Zhao couldn't hold on anymore.

In the room, the vibration and loud noise of the door stopped for a moment, and then became clearer.

Cheng Weiyue was still held in Zhao Hanshen's arms, who seemed to be crazy, regardless of the consequences and everything else.

"Didn't you hear the voice?" Cheng Weiyue looked at Zhao Hanchen with a look of disbelief: "Have you ever thought about the consequences?"

Zhao Han put his chin on Cheng Weiyue's shoulder, bent slightly, and laughed indifferently amidst the loud noise of the door, he said: "I didn't think about the consequences, Cheng Weiyue, you You don't want me anymore, what else do I care about? Anyway, you won't come back anyway."

Some hot liquid landed on Cheng Weiyue's neck, bringing indescribably hot and humid.

Cheng Weiyue wanted to reach out to wipe it, but found that she couldn't move at all.

Anger ignited in her eyes, and she said coldly, "Zhao Hanchen, don't go too far!"

Zhao Hanshen didn't answer, a self-deprecating smile flashed across his eyes in a corner that Cheng Weiyue couldn't see.

Is it too much?so what?

In the end, the door was still overwhelmed, and it fell to the ground along with the wall skin and smoke.

Cheng Weiyue saw Zhou Jingwei standing behind the smoke and dust, his eyes were cold and indifferent, and Li Zhao beside him was full of horror. He didn't expect Zhao Hanshen to be so crazy?

Zhou Jingwei's eyes fell on Zhao Hanshen's tightly clasped hands, which he did not want to let go, his eyes glowed coldly, and he watched the scene in front of him without saying a word.

"Zhou Jingwei" Cheng Weiyue called his name in a very low voice.

And Zhao Han suppressed his smile, not only did not let go, but hugged Cheng Weiyue even tighter.

The suffocation from her waist made Cheng Weiyue struggle again, trying to break free: "Let go! Let go!"

It was at this moment that Zhou Jingwei's emotions were finally revealed.

His eyebrows were stern, and he approached step by step, his eyes fell on Zhao Hanshen's arm, and his tone was quite rational: "I don't want to make things big, you let go of Weiyue first, if you have anything to say, we can discuss it in private."

Zhao Han raised his eyebrows deeply, with a smile that was not a smile: "Slow strategy, Zhou Jingwei, don't I know you yet? You are not such a generous person, so talk about it? Heh, do you believe it when you say it?"

Having said that, he still let Cheng Weiyue go.

Cheng Weiyue felt another force coming from her waist, but before she could react, Zhou Jingwei had already picked her up and walked towards the decadent door.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't say a word.

Cheng Weiyue clearly felt that his hands were hot.

The manager of Qing Bar rushed over, looked at the mess in front of him, stuttered for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence: "These...these things"

Zhou Jingwei looked at the manager, his gaze could be said to be calm: "You send someone to come to the Xiangshan Palace, and I will compensate you."

The manager obediently said yes.

Cheng Weiyue was pushed into the co-pilot by Zhou Jingwei.

The car door was open, and the cold air of the night wind blew in, making one's skin crawl.

Cheng Weiyue was about to say something when Zhou Jingwei bent down, looked at her with gloomy eyes, suddenly raised his hand, and gently patted the back of her head.

His voice was hoarse, and he said every word seriously enough, Cheng Weiyue heard him say: "I know, it's not your fault."

The tip of Cheng Weiyue's nose felt sour, and her voice became softer: "It was an accident."

"I know."

"I don't like Zhao Hanchen anymore, Zhou Jingwei, I really don't like him at all."

"I know."

He smiled, with gentle and noble eyebrows, suppressing the impetuousness in his heart with a loose and lazy posture.

He raised his hand to close the car door, but Cheng Weiyue suddenly reached out and tugged at his sleeve.

Her eyes were clean, as if mixed with tiny stars, they were extraordinarily bright.

In the stillness of the night, the Chinese lanterns glowed with broken and dim brilliance.

(End of this chapter)