The first spoiled marriage: the sweetheart of the president

"Let go..." "junzhimu, let go of me..."

She was dragged down the stairs by his wrist.

Qiao bao'er frowned and looked at the cold face of the man in front of him. He suddenly appeared in the old apartment and coldly dropped a sentence, "what do you think I am?" then he reached out and dragged her away. She couldn't understand what he was thinking.

Qiao bao'er looks back and looks at the top of the stairs

He drags her to leave, Yi Si Chen doesn't let, involve between, Yi Si Chen footstep is unsteady, oneself fell down, the arm seemed to prick many glass fragments.

"Worried about him?"

His voice was cold and deep, and his eyes were looking directly at her, which made Qiao bao'er feel cold.

Jun Zhimu looked at her shrunken appearance and told her every word, "my cousin specially sent someone to guard opposite your apartment. He is really attentive to you." At the end of the speech, there was a hint of irony.

Qiao bao'er was very angry. "Jun Zhi mu, what do you mean by that! Just now Yi sichen was drinking, so I would support him. We didn't... "

"Go in!"

He had no patience and ordered her into the car.

The car starts quickly and runs smoothly on the highway. He looks straight ahead. Qiao Baoer, the second seat, looks at the man around him with complicated eyes. He is silent. The atmosphere suddenly quiets down.

Qiao bao'er looks at him and wants to speak, but he doesn't know what to say.

Last night, he just sent her a message saying that something happened in the United States and that he would not come back until next month. Now he suddenly appears in a city

He is still handsome in his expensive suit, but he seems to be a little thinner, and his brows are slightly frowned and tired.

He went to America for about two weeks, and somehow she didn't think she had seen him for a long time.

Qiao bao'er turned her head and was confused. She had a lot to ask him.

Especially what Yi sichen said, six years ago

She hesitated for a long time in the bottom of her heart and asked him, but her eyes swept through the strange scenery outside the window, and her expression was startled, "where are you going?"

This is not the way back to your home.

He did not answer her.

It's evening. It's dark and the street lights are on.

Junzhimu seldom drives his own car. His cold and stern face has no extra expression. He holds the steering wheel in his right hand, turns at a T-junction in front of him, and drives towards the depth of the night.

The car drove for about 30 minutes. After getting off the highway, the streetscape around it gradually brightened up, and the billboards kept flashing.

This is a very famous entertainment area in the east of the city. Some people secretly call it little Las Vegas. It's said that during the day, this area is like an empty city, but when night falls, it will become a hot carnival.

There are many tourists who come here at night, but if they don't have acquaintances, they can't find a way to play.

And this place, for Qiao Baoer, is very strange.

Junzhimu's car didn't enter the most prosperous area. Instead, it turned left and drove to a remote road.

Qiao bao'er looks at the strange scenery in front of her, and her heart suddenly feels uneasy.

Why did he bring me here?

After a while, the car stopped in a spacious and quiet dark alley.

As soon as junzhimu opened the car door, two people came over in a hurry. With flattery on their faces, they bent slightly and whispered something in his ear.

"Come out."

Junzhimu turned his head and yelled in the car. The tone was cold and clear. He couldn't distinguish his emotion at all.

She sat in the second seat, worried, opened the door, walked slowly out of the car with vigilance on her face.

Just as Qiao bao'er walked out of the car, the two men standing behind them were obviously surprised, as if they were surprised that Jun Zhimu had brought a woman over.

The two men didn't seem to dare to look directly at her. They just nodded to Qiao bao'er, and then solemnly showed them the way.

All the way to the end of the dark alley, one of the men came forward and knocked five times on an inconspicuous iron gate in front of him, three long and two short.

Soon the heavy metal door was pulled open.

Qiao bao'er looked around with a startled expression.

Although the lighting inside is not so bright, you can see that the display and decoration are magnificent. Step by step, you can hear some noisy music coming out from time to time. The more you go inside, the more bright the lighting is.

And the tension in her heart gradually expanded.

She went into the elevator with Jun Zhimu. She always felt that the number of floors was unknown, but the man around her was cold and silent.

When you arrive at the fourth floor, you will see a quaint corridor with European crystal lamps on both sides of the wall and orange lights. It's not so bright, but it's a bit gloomy.

Every step Qiao bao'er takes, he can hear his own footsteps. This floor is really quiet.

Moreover, when some passers-by happen to run into them, they will immediately stand still and half bow their heads to make way for them.

And these people's eyes will always subconsciously look at Qiao bao'er, as if she appears very strange, which makes Qiao bao'er's scalp numb.

Where the hell is this?

The man who has been leading the way in front suddenly answers a phone call. After he hangs up his mobile phone, he goes to junzhimu and whispers, "junshao, junqingya gave the project of Haicheng to Yishi, but the budget exceeds 30% of the market price..."

It is obvious that they are talking about some business affairs. Junqingya uses her authority in Junshi to stick to her husband's family.

Junzhimu's aunts have long heard about the group.

But Qiao bao'er feels strange, this man is calling the name of Jun Qingya directly, Jun Qingya is also the great aunt of Jun Zhimu, this man's tone sounds a little disdainful, don't mention respect.

These people are not from Jun's family.

Qiao bao'er recalled that the people over there would call you Zhimu, Zhimu young master.

"It's OK to take money," Jun Zhimu said coldly as he went to a heavy gate carved in black wood. "It depends on whether he's worth the price."

"Yes." The man nodded, turned and left.

Qiao bao'er didn't quite understand what they said, but Jun Zhimu's voice was clear and cold, which obviously had no good result.

Before his eyes, the luxurious and exquisite carved black wood gate was opened. Junzhimu's excellent posture strode in, while Qiao bao'er stood at the gate, some of whom could not be moved.

She didn't want to go in.

Because some of the sounds coming out of it sound terrible

Someone is trying to kowtow and thump against the cold marble floor. His hands and feet are bound by thick ropes. He kneels on the ground and asks for mercy in a trembling voice. "I'm wrong. I really know I'm wrong. I don't dare to do it next time..."

"Hou Yongtang, do you think there will be another time?"

A strong man with a height of at least 1.9 meters uttered a low cursing in his voice. He raised the long black leather whip on his hand and beat the man on the ground.

Pop——

The voice was crisp and harsh, and Qiao bao'er's heart trembled. The man's back on the ground split in an instant, and he screamed in pain.

"Jun Shao."

"Jun Shao..."

When junzhimu approached, the men holding the whip stood up straight and called to him in unison.

The man on the floor looked up nervously. When he saw Jun Zhimu on the top of his head, his eyes widened and he said incoherently, "Jun, Jun, i... I will be responsible for this batch of steel plates, and I will find a way..."

Compared with his panic, the calm and indifference on the standing man's face is more frightening.

"Uncle Tang, we are also in laws. We don't need to be so nervous."

Jun Zhi Mu said a light, tone can not hear clearly.

However, his "Uncle Tang" scared the man to death, "young master Jun, I dare not, dare not..."

Jun Zhi Mu didn't even look at him again. He turned back to the door and yelled, "dear, come and say hello to your uncle."

Qiao bao'er froze and was in a panic.

This is the first time that junzhimu called her like this. In the past, he used to call her full name. He called her bao'er, which was very light and gentle, but his back was cold.

At this moment, she recognized that the middle-aged man creeping on the ground was indeed her father's distant relative.

"Baby, is it our baby?" The man on the floor yelled excitedly to the door, "honey, I'm your uncle Tang. I held you when I was a child. Do you remember me..." he tried to pull out a flattering smile, but his bloody face looked more ferocious and frightening.

Qiao bao'er is "invited" to junzhimu by two strong men behind her. She reluctantly approaches junzhimu. Junzhimu sits on the dark red leather sofa in the center.

As she approached, he stretched out his long arm and pulled her to his feet.

His movements were quick, coherent and irresistible.

Qiao bao'er was imprisoned in front of his chest, very uncomfortable, she subconsciously broke free, but Jun Zhimu put his hands around her waist, secretly forced her not to move.

However, junzhimu's expression was calm. He leaned on her left shoulder with his head on his side. From a distance, he was a pair of intimate lovers.

"Bao'er, uncle Tang has done something he shouldn't do. What do you want to do?"

Jun Mu thin lips attached to her ears, asked a low, as if he really did not care about this matter, with her.

Qiao bao'er's eyes are full of anxiety. She purses her lips tightly and doesn't speak

"Did you know that over 70% of Qiao's projects now depend on Jun's?"

But junzhimu leaned on her shoulder and said, "Uncle Tang stole a dragon to a phoenix in one of the projects. He replaced the original German steel plate with a domestic one and embezzled 600 million yuan of the price difference."

When Qiao bao'er heard this, he turned pale.

Junzhimu seems to be very satisfied with her anxious look. He reaches out his right hand and teases her long hair in a boring way. He whispers, "if this matter is investigated according to the law, it involves the Qiao family. Your father Qiao Wenyu will never turn over in the business circle."

"You, what do you want to say?" She couldn't hold down her wild heartbeat and asked him anxiously.

Qiao Baoer soon realized that he was deliberately telling himself these things.

"The case of Yi Si Chen that year, it is I send a person to do."

Junzhimu suddenly straightened up, and his face became gloomy. His eyes were staring at her frightened face.

She looked at him, and he admitted without fear.

He did it, so what!

"Qiao bao'er, you are a smart man. Don't do something I don't like like like like Uncle Tang..." he sneered and stressed.

Junzhimu seems to be very upset. He pushes her away.

Qiao bao'er immediately stood up and stood on one side with a tight face, watching him grab the foreign wine on the big table, pour half a cup and drink it in one gulp.

Then Jun Zhimu slapped the crystal cup back to the table, raised his head, and coldly said, "take it to the stage, it will last for 15 minutes, and your life is yours..."

"Don't, don't, young master Jun, I know I'm wrong. Please give me a way to live..."

Hou Yongtang, a very old man with a mournful face, shivered all over and begged for mercy, was still dragged into the ring.

In 15 minutes, he couldn't survive the fierce blows of these professional boxers. He screamed bitterly, cried and begged intermittently... The other side hit his right shoulder with a fierce blow, and his bones were broken

Qiao bao'er's pale face widens her eyes and looks at all the cruelty of reality.

The body can't help shaking... He's warning her.

What do you think of me She remembered what he had said before.

And now, he brings her to this place, he wants to tell her, his king's Shepherd is such a person.

If he makes a mistake, he will do the same to he