Cold CEO, Hug Me

Z Nation Capital City.

After escaping from Jingshi International Hotel, Jing Bao'er with her golden mask covering her face, quickly jumped onto her red Harley motorcycle that was parked in front of the hotel.

Yes, just now, on the spur of the moment, she had charged into the wedding site of President Jing Rong, personally shooting down his bride and ruining the gathering of famous people.

Although she knew that doing so would be a death sentence, she didn't regret it in the slightest.

Even if she had to pay the price of her own death, she would personally prevent him from marrying another woman!

"Boom —"

As soon as she started the car, a cold bullet pierced her arm mercilessly. The pain made her mind go blank.

A red and warm liquid gushed out, and a thick smell of blood spread out from her nostrils.

Glancing at the bodyguard who was chasing after her with a gun in hand, she quickly stepped on the accelerator and drove it to the bottom.

The next second, the car was like an arrow that had left the bowstring as it charged into the endless flow of traffic.

Through the rearview mirror, she could clearly see the black luxury car fleet chasing after them.

She once again sped up the car, fiercely throwing off the flies that were chasing her, and returned to the Jing Clan's half mountain mansion.

The moment he stepped into the room and took out his first aid kit, and just as he was about to take out the bullet, familiar footsteps came through the unlocked door.

The sound of the leather shoes touching the ground was so familiar that every step landed perfectly on her heart.

She knew that he would soon come and find her and accuse her, and she had no intention of actually running away.

Jing Bao'er sat in front of the dresser, looked at her bleeding body, and calmly took out the alcohol and cotton balls from the first aid kit.

Her pale, bloodless face was reflected in the spotless mirror.

"Bang!"

With an ear-piercing kicking sound, Jing Bao'er put down what she was holding in her hands, gritted her teeth and stood up with difficulty, looking at Jing Rong who was walking towards him with big steps, she raised her chin, "Heh …. "Fourth uncle, what a pity. The marriage alliance of the world's first and second largest economies was destroyed so easily. You must be very disappointed, right?"

Facing his eyes that were on the verge of spitting fire, she remained calm and composed.

"Pah!"

The instant the hot palm landed on her face, her face felt as if it had been set ablaze.

Jing Rong frowned, his callused fingertips picking at her chin, looking down at the face before him, which was pure to the point of being extremely moving, "Jing Bao'er, have you finished making a fuss? How dare you kill in front of so many people? Hm? You dare to cause trouble for my, Jing Rong's, wedding, you don't want to live anymore, do you? "

"That's right, I just don't want to live anymore. But even if I die, I have to stop you from marrying another woman!" She did not struggle, but allowed him to squeeze her chin, each word resounding with power.

The wound on her shoulder was still bleeding. The cold bullets were embedded in her flesh. This feeling was really painful, but no matter how painful it was, it was still only one in ten thousand of her heartache.

"Jing Rong, I really don't understand why all of this happened. Why did I f * cking go overseas to play for a month and then marry another woman when I return? "Even before I left, you were rolling around happily with me!"

"Since you are tired of living, I will send you off!"

In the next second, the cold muzzle was pointed at the space between her eyebrows.

She coldly snorted and slowly closed her eyes as tears fell like rain.

At the moment of the intersection of life and death, her memories began to flow backwards —

… ….

… ….

Two years ago, Ling Bo County.

"Boom ~ ~ ~"

The ear-piercing sound of thunder rang out as streaks of bright lightning streaked across the sky. It was as if they wanted to tear the night sky to shreds.

As the torrential rain poured down, the entire city was instantly thrown into chaos.

The biggest bar in the county — fairy tales. Outside the door, there were still countless good cars parked.

"Sir, would you like to buy a Tao-set?" "Very thin, you can choose any flavor you like. There's an event today, I'll buy one box and send one box over." At the front of the bar, Jing Bao'er carried a huge backpack and carefully patted the shoulders of every man one after another. He had a smile plastered on his face, as he asked passionately.

Tonight, she looked completely ordinary. Although she only wore a ponytail, a simple white T-shirt, and black denim shorts, she still looked as dazzling as ever.

After all, he was 19 years old and at his age like a flower. Even if he didn't dress up intentionally, he would still be beautiful.

In each night, she was able to secretly sell off her security, which was her current position. Relying on this, she earned her tuition and living expenses.

"Little girl, this condom of yours, how much is it?" A middle-aged uncle walked over and asked with interest as he looked at Jing Bao'er's protruding front and back.

"50 boxes, I have an event tonight. I'll buy one box and send one box to you..." Jing Bao'er said passionately.

"I'll take all the Taoists in your bag. No matter how much they are worth, I'll give you another thousand yuan on top of their original value. However, I have a condition, how about you accompany me to get a room to sleep?"

Jing Bao'er immediately had a face full of black lines.

Having been in the night scene for over a year, this was the first time she had met someone as shameless as him!

"Sorry, I only sell one set. I don't sell one set!"

When the uncle saw this, he did not get angry, but directly reached out and placed his hand on her chest, "Do you find the money too little? How much? "Name your price."

Jing Bao'er frowned, she lowered her head, looked at the hand on her chest, and then, raised his hand, and directly slapped the wretched uncle without mercy, "Don't touch him! I said I won't sell it! You don't want to sell, but you don't understand?! "

Uncle's face instantly turned red from the pain.

He raised his hand and directly slapped towards Jing Bao'er's face.

Seeing that, Jing Bao'er immediately dodged agilely.

Seeing that his palm had missed nothing, the uncle's anger grew even stronger, he raised his hand, and was ready to slap Jing Bao'er once again.

In the nick of time, a hand quickly grabbed onto the old man's wrist. The old man turned around in displeasure, looking at the beautiful man in black pants, exuding a cold and murderous aura, he growled, "Do you f * cking know that I am …" Who —

Before he could finish his words, when his eyes touched the ten odd bodyguards behind the man, he stopped himself …

Just like uncle, Jing Bao'er was also dumbstruck by the pair of eyes in front of him that held an imposing aura and she swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Fourth uncle? Scene … Jing Rong?! "

The male god Jing Rong, who had been growing up, suddenly descended from the skies and appeared in front of him.

When she left the Jing Clan, she was 12 years old, and Jing Rong was 20 years old. Currently, seven years had already passed unknowingly.

After not seeing her for seven years, this "Fourth Uncle" of hers, other than being more handsome and mature than before, had not changed at all. She was still as cold as ever, like ice in the night, rejecting everything in the world.

Jing Rong indifferently swept a glance at Jing Bao'er, and then, his ice-cold gaze locked onto the uncle's face, and ruthlessly flung away his hand.

"You … Who are you? "What's his name?" His intuition told him that he could not afford to offend the man in front of him. Judging from his clothes, temperament and manner, he knew it.