his allure

Chapter 91
She paused, and added: "You have committed the crime of intentional injury for what you have done to me just now, and all the people present are witnesses."

When Qian Gao heard this, there was a look of disdain on his face. He sneered: "You are the most arrogant reporter I have ever seen who was caught. You said these words just to want me to let you go. I told you You, I can let you go, as long as you obediently apologize to Lao Tzu and admit your mistakes, everything is negotiable."

Zheng looked at him lightly, expressionless, with a pair of clear eyes, as if they could directly hit people's hearts.

Qian Gao was panicked by her watching, raised his voice and yelled: "Damn girl, do you think I'm dumb when I don't speak?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand as if to hit her.Zheng Weiwei closed her eyes subconsciously, gritted her teeth but did not speak.

The expected pain did not strike, but Qian Gao, who had been so arrogant just now, suddenly wailed.Zheng Weiwei slowly opened his eyes, and saw a man who looked like a bodyguard holding Qian Gao's hand, suppressing him in an extremely ruthless and tricky way.

Zheng Qingqing's heart shuddered, and before she had time to think about it, a white veil had already appeared in front of her eyes.

That person was wearing a refined suit, with a valuable watch on his wrist, and the handkerchief he handed to Zheng Qingqing had a very faint smell of cologne.

This person is Shen Zhao.

Zheng raised his head slightly, looked at the smile on his lips, and showed no kindness to meet him.

"Why are you so stubborn, why don't you give in?" There seemed to be a smile in his tone, and there was even a bit of gentleness in his tone.

He leaned over, as if he didn't mind the hustle and bustle of the environment at this moment, and just squatted down directly, looking at her.

When Zheng Qingqing spoke, his tone was a little hoarse: "I have made a note of this favor, and I will return it to you in the future."

He smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were clouded for a moment, and he couldn't see clearly: "Ah Qing, you don't have to be so anxious to draw a line with me. At least for now, leaving here is the most important thing, right?"

Shen Zhao applied the veil to the bleeding wound on her knee, frowned almost invisible, and said in a calm tone, "I can only help you get rid of the gravel on the wound first, wait until you get out, you have to go to the hospital disinfect."

"Thank you, I'll go by myself." With a pale face, Zheng Qingqing took the handkerchief and said in a low voice, "I'll do it myself."

Shen Zhao didn't force it, just looked at her drooping eyebrows and smiled faintly.

Zheng Weiwei didn't speak again until he left.

She didn't like the way Shen Zhao looked at her very much, that kind of eyes would always make the person being looked at feel a sense of crisis of being choked by someone's throat.

She was being supported, and when she limped away from the construction site, she heard Shen Zhao's cold and indifferent voice.

He said: "Call me the person in charge here, immediately!"

Zheng listened gently, but there was no fluctuation in his heart.Obviously he was running for her, but she just didn't want to trust him, or to be more precise, subconsciously, she was a little afraid of him.

This fear is like a conditioned reflex.

Shen Zhao's impression in Zheng Qingqing's heart is actually not much better than the man who just made a move on her.

Zheng Qingqing was sent to the Central Hospital by Shen Zhao's subordinates. Before the subordinates left, Zheng Qingqing stopped him.

"Please go back and tell Shen Zhao and me, thank him for today's matter." After all, I owe someone a thank you, and I should send it to him no matter what.

(End of this chapter)