deliberate kiss

Chapter 42 I Don't Fight Back
He casually opened a bottle of foreign wine on the table, and drank half of the bottle in one breath. The effect of the alcohol was fierce, and he was a little drunk. Finally, he had the courage to say: "Han Chen, if you want to drink, I will drink with you, you Don't talk like that."

Zhao Han's eyes swept over coldly, he paused while drinking in his hands, and said, "That's what you're talking about? Why? Are you afraid that I'll get drunk and go crazy?"

"What you said, you can drink if you want to get drunk. I don't have anything else here, and the wine is enough." Zhao Ximo sighed, lowered her voice, and sincerely persuaded: "Han Chen, for a There's no need for women to make trouble like this."

He has known Zhao Hanchen for too long, and he has already seen that he is not in a normal mood at the moment.

That's right, watching one's ex-girlfriend kissing one's good friend makes no one feel better.

"Don't talk about this with me. If you really treat me as a brother, you can call me Zhou Jingwei!"

Zhao Han squinted his eyes, stepped onto the low table with his long legs, pinched Zhao Ximo's clothes with one hand, and said, "You knew what Zhou Jingwei was thinking a long time ago, why didn't you tell me?"

Zhao Ximo was really guilty, but he still explained: "I'm half a day earlier than you, Han Shen, you and Jing Wei are my friends, it's hard for me to do it, and it's hard for me."

He held Zhao Hanshen's hand, and said sincerely, "I've already persuaded Jingwei to come over for you, you guys have a good talk, everyone is an adult, you have to be decent, don't make it too ugly, okay?"

"Who didn't want to be decent first? Did I not want to be the first?" Zhao Hanshen's tone became more and more excited, his face flushed, and his eyes were scarlet. Girl, why does he have to fall in love with Cheng Weiyue!"

When Zhou Jingwei walked to the door, he heard these words.

He held a cigarette between his fingertips, and the cigarette was half-burned. Standing in the backlight, there was a little scarlet fire.

why?
There is no reason for the word love, it is just that he is obsessed with ghosts, wishful thinking, and does not want to repent.

He brought the cigarette to his lips, took a deep breath, and said in a cold and flat tone, "Let Ximo go."

Zhao Ximo and Zhao Han looked at the man at the door together.

Zhou Jingwei walked in calmly under the complicated eyes of everyone.

After Zhao Hanshen saw Zhou Jingwei, the already unbearable anger seemed to be ignited by fuel, completely uncontrollable.

He let go of Zhao Ximo, and walked quickly towards Zhou Jingwei.

"Fuck you!" He said, and directly punched him.

Zhou Jingwei didn't hide, and was beaten directly over his head.

He touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue expressionlessly, and tasted the faint smell of blood.

Except for Li Zhao, Gu Fanan and Zhao Ximo, the people present did not dare to control them at all.

And the only three people who dared to control were also shocked by this sudden scene and did not react.

No one thought that the situation would be so serious. The years of business cooperation between the Zhao family and the Zhou family were actually, to some extent, a bond closer than family ties.

If before this, there were still people speculating about Cheng Weiyue's weight in Zhao Hanshen's heart, then now, the answer has been completely obtained.

Young Master Zhao has been so smooth for so many years, the current situation is completely love without knowing it.

Once you completely come back to your senses, how much you should hate it.

And Zhou Jingwei turned his head slowly, didn't say anything, just slightly helped his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Zhao Han's hands drooping by the side were trembling, he gritted his teeth and said, "Are you still a fucking human being?"

"If you don't relieve your anger, you can hit again, and I won't fight back." His voice was flat and clean, without any ups and downs.

Zhao Hanchen felt like he had punched the cotton, it was really boring.

The veins on his forehead twitched, and he said, "Do you think I dare not?"

After the words fell, it was the same punch again, which landed on the same side of the face.

The muffled sound from fist to flesh makes one's scalp tingle.

This time, Zhao Ximo finally came to his senses, and when Zhao Hanchen wanted to raise his hand to hit Zhou Jingwei again, he grabbed his arm: "Han Chen, so many people are here, don't go too far."

"You fucking let me go! I must get out of this today."

Zhou Jingwei tasted the smell of blood on the tip of his tongue.

He raised his hand to wipe the corner of his lips, and it was no surprise that he touched the blood. With a cold pale complexion, the blood stains on the corners of his lips were eye-catching.

He wiped it off a little.

"Ximo, let go of Zhao Hanchen," Zhou Jingwei looked at Zhao Hanchen's flushed face due to anger, his clear and gentle face was as calm as before, and said in a flat and straightforward tone: "Today's tone, I let him out."

But Zhao Hanshen regained some sanity.

He couldn't completely tear himself apart from Zhou Jingwei. The Zhou family had a deep-rooted rivalry in the political arena for generations, and their influence in Jingcheng should not be underestimated.

Zhou Jingwei is the only heir of the Zhou family, and he will return to the Zhou family sooner or later. If there is a falling out, it will be bad.

He took a deep breath, and the air he sucked into his lungs made his chest hurt like a pinprick.

The strength on his arm gradually relaxed, and he said in a cold voice: "Let go, I won't hit him anymore, I'm too tired."

Zhao Ximo breathed a sigh of relief, let go of Zhao Hanshen's arm, and hurriedly walked towards Zhou Jingwei.

He lowered his voice and said, "Jingwei, I'll take you to the side to deal with it."

If you don't deal with this kind of injury and sit here all night, I'm afraid it will add a lot of jokes.

Yulian has a dedicated doctor to deal with all kinds of emergencies. Zhou Jingwei sat in Zhao Ximo's private office and asked the doctor to treat the wound on the corner of his lip.

There was a lot of blood, and a piece of flesh was scratched on the cheek.

Zhao Ximo didn't expect it to be so serious. After all, looking at Zhou Jingwei's appearance at that time, it seemed that he had only suffered a small injury.

So much so that when Zhao Ximo saw the whole piece of blood-stained gauze that the doctor put in the tray, he touched his face with empathy.

How painful this must be.

And Zhou Jingwei didn't even frown from the beginning to the end, but calmly let the doctor handle it.

"The blood has stopped, skin trauma, apply this medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis before going to bed, and the bruise will be gone tomorrow. Eat lightly this week, and no smoking and drinking."

After the doctor ordered, seeing Zhou Jingwei nodded lightly, he looked at Zhao Ximo who was aside, and said, "Mr. Zhao, I'm going out first."

When the person left, Zhao Ximo frowned.

He looked at the blood scab on the corner of Zhou Jingwei's lips, and was a little puzzled: "Why didn't you fight back? Even if you didn't fight back, you should hide for a while!"

Who is Zhou Jingwei?
A seemingly undisciplined and elegant person like him is more penny-pinching than anyone else in his heart, who can get benefits from him?

If it is said that Zhao Han's conscience is disturbed, Zhao Ximo will not believe it.

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