deliberate kiss

Chapter 54

Cheng Weiyue didn't speak, but resisted with silence.

Zhao Han's face turned gray, he suddenly put the red wine bottle to Cheng Weiyue's lips, pinched her jaw to force her to speak.

"I don't want Zhao Hanchen, are you crazy?" Cheng Weiyue pushed Zhao Hanchen's chest with his hands, trying to resist the shackles in his hands.

It's just that there is a disparity in strength between men and women, not to mention that Zhao Hanchen has no strength at all.

"Yueyue, do you know when you are the most obedient? It is when you are drunk. Whenever this time, no matter what I do to you, you will not resist, and you will obediently answer all my questions."

Zhao Han's voice was so calm that there was no wave: "This bottle of wine is very low in alcohol, don't worry, I'll be careful, and I won't let you get into trouble."

Cheng Weiyue felt a few drops of wine dripping into her mouth.

Zhao Hanchen is indeed very measured, he controls the amount quite precisely.

Incredibly accurate.

Cheng Weiyue felt the confinement of her jaw loosen suddenly.

Zhao Hanshen knocked down the car window and threw the whole bottle of red wine outside.

He took out a cigarette case from his pocket, lit one, and smoked without saying a word.

He knew that Cheng Weiyue would be drunk in a short time.

It's good to be drunk.

Be good when you're drunk.

Until in the silent night, the sound of a helicopter propeller turning gradually approached.

The helicopter gradually descended not far away and appeared in Zhao Hanshen's sight.

That was Zhou's helicopter.

Zhao Han pulled the corners of his lips and smiled coldly.

Zhou Jingwei can really do it.

Putting aside such a big case in another city, he did not hesitate to use the influence of the Zhou family, and he refused to delay even a minute.

Why didn't he realize that his friend was an infatuated before?

After the helicopter stopped, Zhao Hanshen saw Zhou Jingwei walking out of it.

He was wearing a long dark suit, which seemed to have come directly from a formal occasion.

There was no expression on his face, he was usually indifferent, now there was an inexplicable gloom in his brows and eyes.

Just like the background color of his body at this moment, cold, gloomy, cruel and paranoid.

Zhao Han heard Cheng Weiyue's moaning in the passenger seat, his voice was like a cat, scratching his heart, leaving thin and long scars.

It seems to be worthless, but it can last for a long time, and it can never heal again.

How cruel.

Zhou Jingwei's eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were heavy, and his cold white slender fingertips touched Zhao Hanshen's car window, and his tone was calm: "Open the car door."

Zhao Han raised his eyebrows deeply and did as he did.

Zhou Jingwei opened the car door without saying a word, not daring to let go of the tight string.

He looked at Cheng Weiyue's stupefied and quiet look, didn't ask anything, but said in a voice so gentle that he seemed afraid of scaring her: "Yueyue, can I take you home?"

Cheng Weiyue's mind was actually not very clear, she smelled the warm and lazy woody fragrance from Zhou Jingwei's body, which drove away the pungent smell of smoke from her nose.

She voluntarily and consciously shrank into Zhou Jingwei's arms, her tone was aggrieved: "Brother, Ningning is not feeling well."

"Brother is here, brother is taking Ningning home, okay?" Zhou Jingwei's voice was very soft, and he bent slightly, patting Cheng Weiyue's back.

For a long time, Cheng Weiyue rubbed her eyes in his arms and said yes softly.

Zhao Hanchen couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

Before that, he could still deceive himself and say that Cheng Weiyue was with Zhou Jingwei only for revenge.But at this moment, he couldn't lie to himself.

Cheng Weiyue is obviously very dependent on Zhou Jingwei.

Or rather, trust.

Whether it is trust or dependence, it is obvious that it has nothing to do with oneself.

Zhao Hanshen suddenly realized at this moment that Cheng Weiyue might not come back.

She might really want to give up on him completely.

There was a stagnation in the throat, and the smell of blood welled up.

He tightly closed his eyes, unwilling to look any further, but said in a hoarse voice: "She's fine, just a little allergic."

He paused, sneered, and said, "Zhou Jingwei, I really underestimated you."

Zhou Jingwei ignored it, he held Cheng Weiyue in his arms, and said calmly, "I will ask my assistant to pick up Weiyue's things, Zhao Hanshen, next time, don't blame me for ignoring the friendship between Zhao and Zhou's family for many years. "

The friendship between the Zhao and Zhou families?
Zhao Han sneered from the bottom of his heart.

It turned out that he, Zhou Jingwei, also knew that the Zhao and Zhou families had friendship.

But how could he even take this so-called friendship to heart?

If so, why would Cheng Weiyue be so impatient to keep Cheng Weiyue by his side.

But he just sneered and didn't say a word.

There is no need to say some things, they already know each other well.

Zhou Jingwei's personal assistant at Zhou's house was called Chen Yi'an, and he had already asked the driver to drive to the scene.

Chen Yi'an closed the car door and got down, walked quickly to Zhou Jingwei, his tone was urgent, and his breath was still a little unsteady: "Master, do you want me to help you hold Miss Cheng?"

What responded to him was Zhou Jingwei's slightly cold wink.

Chen Yi'an was very wronged, but he was kind enough to just ask.
The Bugatti Veyron model is long, deep black, and the sense of oppression is obvious.

It's completely different from Zhou Jingwei's usual feeling.

Zhao Hanshen just watched calmly. After a while, the smile on the corner of his lips deepened and became colder.

That's right, this is what the future Patriarch of the Zhou family should look like.

In the car, Zhou Jingwei hugged the drunk Cheng Weiyue in his arms. The latter held his shirt and refused to let it go, so he bent slightly to wrap her in his arms, coaxing her softly, saying that he was not afraid .

If Zhou Jingwei is willing, he can easily make people feel at ease. Cheng Weiyue felt his breath and warmth, and fell asleep after a while, and did not wake up until she arrived at Xiangshan Palace.

The wind at night is very cool, perhaps caused by late autumn.

Zhou Jingwei got out of the car with Cheng Weiyue in his arms, and Chen Yi'an followed behind, holding a thick stack of documents in his hand.

This time Zhou Jingwei put down all the work at hand, and did not hesitate to disturb the Zhou family, asked Zhou Bingquan for help, and also wanted to find Cheng Weiyue immediately, and the importance of it was self-evident.

Zhou Bingquan didn't stop it, but asked Chen Yi'an to bring these things over for Zhou Jingwei to sign.

He had long wanted Zhou Jingwei to close his firm and return to the Zhou family to take over the family business.

The Zhou family made their fortunes by relying on some unscrupulous industries, and the children of the Zhou family from generation to generation went into politics in order to erase these unscrupulous histories bit by bit.

By the time of Zhou Bingquan's generation, even though they had almost been exonerated, the Zhou family still had a lot of criticisms about Zhou Jingwei's appointment as a lawyer.

Zhou Bingquan didn't care who this Cheng Weiyue was, he only knew that he now had a good handle, which might allow Zhou Jingwei to follow his will.

(End of this chapter)