Addicted to seduction, the cold CEO cries every night

When Yan Xia arrived at the top floor, as expected, she only saw one private room on the top floor.

The level of luxury on the top floor seems out of place with the entire club.

It quite fits the identity of a person like Si Jinghuai.

But the moment she opened the door, she saw a messy private room.

There were signs of fighting everywhere in the private room, and there were even traces of blood and gunshots.

With just one glance, Yan Xia knew that there had been violent conflicts here before.

Yan Xia lowered his head and looked at the black blood on the ground.

I was wondering if this blood stain might be Si Jinghuai's.

There were no lights on in the club, so she could only use the light of her mobile phone to search carefully on the ground to see if there was anything left at the scene.

But the ground was too messy.

Yan Xia searched for it for a long time. Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on a piece of broken glass bottle.

She frowned slightly.

He knelt down and pulled apart the pieces of the bottle.

Then he picked up a familiar ring from the ground.

"Si Jinghuai!"

If there is no mistake, this ring is the one Si Jinghuai often wears on his index finger.

She won't admit her mistake.

Therefore, Si Jinghuai really disappeared from here! ?

She searched around, trying to find some traces left by those who fought with Si Jinghuai.

But it hasn't been found yet.

The door that had been closed by her was suddenly kicked open with a bang.

She was stunned.

When he raised his head and looked towards the door, his eyes were suddenly flashed by a very dazzling light.

The dazzling light made her subconsciously close her eyes.

So much so that she didn't see the person clearly.

But the next moment, I heard an unpleasant male voice.

"Yo, who was I then?"

"Isn't this my cousin's little love child?"

"What? You know Si Jinghuai is dead and you came to see him. Do you plan to go down and make a pair of mandarin ducks?"

Someone turned off the lights.

He turned on the light in the private room. Yan Xia finally opened her eyes and looked at the man walking towards her not far away.

The man looked malicious.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Si Jingze, it's really you."

Si Jingze laughed: "No, it's me."

"Tsk, look, they're all hurt."

Si Jingze knelt down and took Yan Xia's hand, shaking his head with pity on his face.

Yan Xia lowered his head and took a look, only to realize that his hand had been cut at some point.

Blood flowed from his palms.

It was probably because of the dazzling light just now that she didn't pay attention.

Didn't feel any pain either.

But now Si Jingze's touch made her sick to death.

He forcefully pulled his hand out of Si Jingze's, raised his head and glared at Si Jingze: "Go away, don't touch me."

"It's so dirty!"

Yan Xia said through gritted teeth.

When Si Jingze saw this, the expression on his face suddenly turned gloomy and terrifying.

But he sneered again after a moment.

"dirty?"

"Do you think I'm dirty?"

Si Jingze said through gritted teeth.

Suddenly he raised his hand and pinched Yan Xia's chin, narrowed his eyes and said with a sinister expression, "You are Si Jinghuai's tool for venting his desires."

"You think I'm dirty?"

Si Jingze seemed to have been touched by something, and Yan Xia's chin was pinched so hard that it hurt.

She raised her hand irritably and interrupted Si Jingze's hand.

He raised his head and glared at Si Jingze.

"Haha, you have quite a personality."

"I have wanted to do something with you before. Now that you have come to my door, I will not be respectful today."

Si Jingze suffered a setback at Wei Nan's place before, and it was because he had no place to vent his evil anger.

Now that he saw Yan Xia, the person Si Jinghuai cared about, he would naturally not let him go. (End of chapter)