The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 1779 Pour boiling water over your head
"Well,"

Cheng Zhiyuan twitched the corners of his lips with a half-smile, and stretched out his hand to slowly break away her hands that were holding onto his arms one by one. The slow movements revealed a terrifying sense of danger for some reason.

While opening her fingers, the man casually told Secretary Liu with his eyelids down,

"Go get a jug of freshly boiled water."

Secretary Liu answered yes calmly, just behind him was the secretary's room, and a pot of water for making coffee had just been heated in the rest room beside it.

He brought things over quickly.

During this period, Ling Jiaqi already felt something was wrong.

She pulled out a smile with a stiff face, and gradually took two steps back from the distance that she wanted to stick to Cheng Zhiyuan's body at the beginning.

"Mr. Cheng, what do you mean?"

Cheng Zhiyuan took the pot of boiling water, he stared at the pot in his hand with drooping eyelashes and shook it, while tilting his head to listen to the sound of swaying water inside, he said to Ling Jiaqi,

"Didn't you say that I can do whatever I want you to do?"

He kept his ears away from the kettle, and walked slowly towards Ling Jiaqi holding the kettle with a smile on his face.
"Then you use this pot of boiling water and pour it over your head and eat it."

This time, even without makeup, Ling Jiaqi's own complexion instantly turned pale.

"As long as you do it, I will let you stay in the entertainment circle."

With a smile, the man approached Ling Jiaqi step by step with a water bottle.

The woman looked at him like a devil, and stepped back step by step with horror on her face.

Mr. Huang, who was on the sidelines, saw that the situation was not good, and immediately called "Mr. Cheng" and wanted to step forward to stop him, but just as he took a step, Secretary Liu stopped in front of him with a paralyzed face.

"Boss doesn't like to be interrupted when chatting with others."

He said this to Mr. Huang with a blank face, and got a twitching expression from the middle-aged boss.

On the other side, Ling Jiaqi had already stuck to the secretary's desk behind her irrevocably.

"Cheng...Mr. Cheng,"

This time her tears were not adulterated at all, they flowed down violently, full of extreme panic.

And the man who was facing her didn't seem to hear her pleading cries at all, still holding the boiling kettle, muttering to himself,
"Shen Pianli, the one who makes me feel sorry for most of the day if my fingers are broken at home."

His dark eyes stared at the woman in front of him, as if unconsciously staring from the abyss of hell, making one's scalp numb,

"How dare you pour such boiling water on her?"

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, and his voice became deeper and colder, as if emptying out.

"How dare you let her suffer such severe burns..."

"How dare you make her have to use morphine to suppress the pain..."

He took another step slowly, almost face to face.

But in the distance that would make people feel ambiguous under normal circumstances, Ling Jiaqi only felt the deep coolness rushing up from the bottom of her feet,

She was watched by Cheng Zhiyuan's very beautiful eyes, but she only felt that she was being stared at by a god of death or a demon from the abyss. Maybe in the next moment, this demon would reach out and pull her heart out of her chest.

Such extreme fear made her unable to stand still anymore, and she fell to the ground as soon as the soles of her feet softened, crying hysterically.

"Mr. Cheng! Please let me go! I know I was wrong!"

She turned from sitting to kneeling, grabbed Cheng Zhiyuan's trousers tightly with one hand, and begged for mercy in embarrassment,
"I can go and apologize to Shen Pianlu! I can kneel down and apologize to her! I was wrong! Please let me go! If I don't have this face, I won't be able to live at all! Please!"

(End of this chapter)