If Love Was Predestined

It was in the morning. It was sunny outside, blue sky and white clouds. Cheng Qingqing only had time to take a look at it. Suddenly, a big car came from outside the villa. The car was very big. Cheng Qingqing could not recognize what brand it was, but it should be valuable.

Liang Juntao quickly opened the door of the car and jumped on the car, but the moment was already on the car. He turned around and looked at Cheng Qingqing and he Xiang Fang impatiently. He said in a bad tone, "hurry up, don't you come up and wait for death!"

He Xiangxiang got on the car with the fastest speed and sat in the back with Liang Juntao.

Cheng Qingqing hesitated for a moment. She thought that this might be the best time for her to escape. After all, Liang Juntao and he Xiang Xiang had already got on the bus. They were so anxious that they might not get off the bus for themselves. In a flash, Cheng Qingqing was holding a bag and turning to run. The driver in the car suddenly put out an arm, with one in his hand A gun, the black muzzle is facing Cheng Qingqing, his voice is also cold, "do not go together, that can only deal with her, otherwise, keep is also a disaster."

It's talking to Liang Juntao.

Cheng Qingqing's body suddenly froze, and he quickly turned back to look at the driver. His face was covered with flesh and blood. There was a scar on his side face. There was no temperature in his eyes. Cheng Qingqing had no doubt. As long as Liang Juntao said "um", he would press the trigger without hesitation.

Cheng Qingqing suddenly scared legs soft, said quickly. "Let's go, I'll go. I'll get on the bus."

But the gun on his head didn't move. Liang Juntao frowned and said, "it's really troublesome. Let's deal with it..."

Cheng Qingqing's face was as white as paper. Looking at Liang Juntao, his lips trembled, but he couldn't even say a word to beg for mercy.

He Fang interrupted Liang Juntao's words at this time. She was holding an air cushion to make up her make-up. Only when she was sure that the makeup on her face was safe and sound, she buttoned up the air cushion box with a slow voice, "keep it. I haven't suffered enough. When I've tortured enough, it's not too late to die."

The tone of understatement seems to be a mole ant on the ground.

Cheng Qingqing has never appreciated the "torture" of He Xiang Xiang as much as she does today. She even thinks that as long as she can live, she will torture.

Liang Juntao frowned more tightly. He wanted to say something, but there was too much time left. He looked at the driver waving his hand and said impatiently, "let her come up and clean up later."

The driver took the pistol back and started the car slowly. Feeling the strength behind her head disappearing, Cheng Qingqing breathes a sigh of relief. She quickly opens the door and gets on the bus. The next second, before she can close the door, the driver has already stepped on the gas pedal to the end, and the car flies out like an arrow leaving the string.

The car was driving fast, and the scenery outside was fleeting. Cheng Qingqing quietly took a look at it. The driver had stepped on the accelerator to the end, but in a short time, he arrived at a small railway station.

"This is the ticket," the driver handed several tickets to Liang Juntao. After a pause, he told him, "Mayor Liang is the benefactor of my master. This time, the master helped you to leave almost all of your own, so you must escape safely. Otherwise, my master will not only lose his official career, but also his family's life. This ticket is for a small mountain village in the south. My master means that it is backward and poor there. He wants you to relax there temporarily. When the wind is not so tight, he will send someone to send you abroad. This is the safest way at present. In addition, after you get off the train, the monitoring and system of the railway station will crash in half an hour, and all the data will be lost, so you don't have to worry that someone will find you. "

After that, Mr. Jiang will be grateful to you for passing this time

The driver nodded and opened the door. Liang Juntao helped He Xiang Xiang out of the car. Cheng Qingqing followed them out of the car and entered the railway station.

Check the ticket, check the luggage, and then go to the waiting hall. There is no heating in the waiting hall, and there is no sunshine coming in. It's chilly. He Xiang sits on the chair beside her. She still has more than half an hour to leave the car. She looks at the dishevelled Cheng Qingqing and throws a handkerchief to her. She says, "clean your face, trim your hair, and pat the dirt on your clothes. I don't want to be too conspicuous."

Cheng Qingqing pursed her lips, picked up the handkerchief, wiped the dirt off her face, untied her hair and tied it up again. Her clothes were dirty and worn for a long time, but they could not cover Cheng Qingqing's beautiful face and fair skin.

He Xiang looked at her like that, disdainful spat, Cheng Qingqing said, "I want to go to a bathroom."

He Xiang looked at her suspiciously up and down and said, "don't think I don't know what you are thinking and want to escape here. I tell you, there are no doors!" Then she looked at Liang Juntao, who was looking down at his mobile phone, and said, "you, go and watch her."

Liang Juntao didn't want to. His patience and respect for He Fang almost ran out after Mo Tao left. However, he Xiang frowned, and Liang Juntao nodded as if he was subconscious.Helpless, can only stand up and follow Cheng Qingqing to the bathroom.

Cheng Qingqing went to the women's toilet. Liang Juntao washed his face and arranged his clothes by the sink in the middle of the room, so that he didn't look so embarrassed. At this moment, several men dressed in fancy clothes suddenly came in. They were talking and laughing loudly, which made others frown and didn't care. Liang Juntao also looked at the past. With only one glance, his face turned pale. He wanted to run away. He could not care about Cheng Qingqing who had not come out of the toilet.

It's a pity that he saw those people, and they also saw him. Several men looked at each other and made a quick lunge. Before he could escape, Liang Juntao had already held him down and pressed his upper body in the sink.

"Mr. Liang, long time no see." A man with colored scorpions tattooed on his forehead kicked him, pushed Liang Juntao's head under the tap, let the water rush into Liang's ear, and said with a sneer, "did you forget the money that was destroyed last time?"

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