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Chapter 110 Heroes Save America

Chapter 110 Heroes Save America
Shen Qingyu gritted her teeth, swallowed subconsciously, and followed behind Xing Mengmeng calmly.

At this moment, someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder.

Shen Qingyu's complexion changed drastically, his shoulders trembled violently, and his whole heart was pulled hard, as if his breathing suddenly missed a beat.

She looked back, her eyes were filled with unbearable panic.

"Jiang Nanzhou?"

Just as Jiang Nanzhou came out of the private room next door, he saw her following Mr. Zhao all the time.

No matter how you look at it, it seems to be following others.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he asked, "You sneaky, what are you doing?"

"none of your business."

Shen Qingyu silently rolled her eyes, obviously not wanting to have too much conversation with him.

She was about to continue to follow, but Jiang Nanzhou grabbed her wrist and stopped her.

Jiang Nanzhou had clearly seen the purpose of her stalking, and gently pulled the corner of his lower lip: "When did you become so enthusiastic and meddling?"

Jiang Nanzhou has long been familiar with such similar things in the circle.

Even if he saw it, he pretended he didn't see it.

He doesn't want to meddle in other people's affairs and cause trouble.

His disapproving attitude made Shen Qingyu very dissatisfied.

I just listened to her righteous words: "Xing Mengmeng is my good friend, I can't just leave him alone."

Jiang Nanzhou gave a "tsk", feeling that she was simple-minded and thought things too simply, and persuaded her, "Don't get involved in this kind of thing, it's not something you can solve alone."

"I was drunk last night, did you send me back?"

Jiang Nanzhou was obviously a little confused by her sudden change of subject.

He froze for two seconds before reacting, and responded lightly: "Yeah!"

She snorted softly, stared straight at him, and mocked with disdain: "It seems that you are the same as Mr. Zhao, when you see a girl drunk, you want to do something while she's in danger. "

He raised his brows lightly. Hearing what she said, his conduct was clearly questioned strongly.

snort!
Dare to feel that he is this kind of person in Shen Qingyu's eyes! !
If he had known that this woman would think so in his heart, he shouldn't have endured it last night.

She should have a good look at how bad he really is, let her completely become his person, and let her cry without a place to cry.

The waiter cleared the dining table in the private room and just came out with a small cart.

"Excuse me, let me borrow it." Shen Qingyu caught a glimpse of an empty wine bottle and took it over casually.

This empty wine bottle is enough to make the boss's head explode.

Seeing the empty wine bottle in her hand, Jiang Nanzhou guessed her intention immediately, snatched the empty wine bottle away, and yelled at her: "Shen Qingyu, what are you doing! Are you crazy!"

She glared at him and said angrily: "You don't care about this, I care!!"

In fact, in her heart, she hoped that Jiang Nanzhou could stand up and help.

After all, Master Jiang's reputation is always more prestigious than that of a humble artist like her.

Even Mr. Zhao has to give Mr. Jiang some favors.

But with Jiang Nanzhou's disapproving attitude just now, she was really disappointed.

Maybe she was thinking too much.

Jiang Nanzhou didn't bother to take care of this kind of thing.

He is not a warm-hearted and kind person in his bones.

But she is not a willful arrogant person.

Holding an empty wine bottle is to give yourself courage and scare the other party.

She would not dare to let her smash someone's head.

Seeing her being so stubborn, Jiang Nanzhou sighed softly.

If he didn't make a move again, Shen Qingyu would cause trouble.

Mr. Zhao is a flirtatious person, and he always counts pennies and pennies. If Shen Qingyu offends someone, there will definitely be no good fruit to eat.

He pulled the corner of his lower lip lightly and urged, "Let's go!"

"Where?"

"Heroes save the beauty!"

Mr. Zhao is sending Xing Mengmeng back to the hotel room right now.

Looking at the drunken beauty on the bed, Mr. Zhao smiled mischievously, squinted his eyes slightly, and couldn't wait to unbutton his shirt.

Xing Mengmeng seemed to hear a man's voice, and opened her eyes dizzily.

Mr. Zhao looked at her with drunk eyes and charming eyes, and was a little obsessed.

She glanced around a few times, and the remaining rationality in her subconscious made her aware of the danger that was sweeping at this moment, and she panicked: "Mr. Zhao, what are you going to do?"

Mr. Zhao pulled the corners of his lips lightly, smiled recklessly, and was very excited: "Little baby, didn't you say that you really want the role of female number one? As long as you perform well tonight, this role will be yours. "

"Mr. Zhao, I don't want this, this role."

Xing Mengmeng looked flustered, and sat up from the bed, subconsciously wanting to escape.

Mr. Zhao was tall and strong. Xing Mengmeng looked too small in front of him. He easily wrapped her around her waist and pulled her back from the bed.

His eyes were burning, the corners of his lips curled up, and his voice was light and light: "I don't want the role anymore? But you, I want it."

Jiang Nanzhou stood at the door and stopped Shen Qingyu with one hand: "I'll settle this matter, you, don't go in."

He was afraid that she would be seen by Mr. Zhao.

Mr. Zhao holds grudges.

He must have known that this matter had something to do with Shen Qingyu.

Shen Qingyu raised her eyes and stared at him, she didn't quite believe his character, and she was a bit rebellious.

He snapped: "Be obedient!! I promise she will be fine."

The tone of voice was the same as before.

no change.

I still want her to be good.

The two of them had already heard Xing Mengmeng's terrified screams outside, and Shen Qingyu knew that the situation was urgent, so she stopped getting angry with him and obediently hid in the corner.

There was only a bang, and the door of the room was kicked open.

"Who is it!!" Mr. Zhao was very unhappy about being interrupted.

The bedding and pillows on the bed were thrown all over the floor, Xing Mengmeng had obviously struggled hard.

Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were red, and there was blood on the corners of her lips. It was obvious that she was slapped by Mr. Zhao for being disobedient.

She hugged her legs with her hands, trembling uncontrollably, looking at the man rushing in in front of her in fear.

Fortunately, they came in time, and she was not injured except for the blood on the corner of her lips.

Seeing that it was Jiang Nanzhou who came, Mr. Zhao hurriedly put on his shirt, he was forced to put away his violent temper, smiled, and said happily, "Master Jiang, why are you here?"

Jiang Nanzhou raised the corners of his lips, and said with a half-smile, "She's mine. Do you understand?"

Xing Mengmeng now knew that Master Jiang was saving her, so she didn't refute.

Mr. Zhao was taken aback for a moment.

Since it was the woman Jiang Ye liked, there was no need for him to argue with Jiang Ye, he would not be so stupid as to offend Jiang Ye for a woman.

He quickly buttoned up his shirt, and gave a very unscrupulous smile: "Understood, then I'll go first, so I won't disturb Master Jiang's elegant mood."

Shen Qingyu, who was hiding in the corner, saw Mr. Zhao walking out of the room as if nothing had happened, and really wanted to smash the empty wine bottle on his head.

After making sure he left, she hurried into the room and asked anxiously, "Mengmeng, are you alright?"

Xing Mengmeng was still a little shocked, shivering, and subconsciously shrank back.

She shook her head, her throat was choked up, and she couldn't say anything. The tears kept falling and couldn't stop.

Shen Qingyu wrapped the quilt that had fallen on the ground around her body, and patted her on the back to comfort her: "Don't cry, as long as you are fine."

(End of this chapter)

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