The first spoiled marriage: the sweetheart of the president

"The shepherd of the king..." Qiao bao'er opened his eyes suddenly and breathed a breath secretly, wiping the sweat on his forehead. It was a dream.

It's still that nightmare. That year, she took a high school graduation trip and went camping in the suburbs.

Towards sunset, she was suddenly attacked by the five rough bandits in the mountain village. They covered her mouth, dragged her to the depth of the mountain and tore her clothes

She was trembling with fright, only to know that a man rushed over.

"He seems to be hurt..." she sat by the head of the bed, frowning and remembering the old story she didn't want to remember.

Qiao Baoer's mind is in a mess. He grabs his long hair with his right hand and can't remember it.

At that time, she was only 17 years old. Too many misfortunes happened that year. Her father took Xiao San home, and her mother committed suicide in prison. She and her aunt left Qiao's house to live alone... She tried to adapt, but the reality didn't even give her time to breathe, so she directly faced such a cruel scene.

Did Jun Zhimu save me?

The brain is dizzy, those questions, she wants to ask him very much, this is she has been afraid to mention the mind.

Subconsciously, she looked to her side with a slight expression.

Junzhimu has been back for nearly a week, but not once.

"What is he up to?"

Remember the last time he took her to the basement of the entertainment city in the east of the city... He seemed to be in a hurry to find someone.

Her eyes are a little dark, he is always like this, hiding so many secrets, won't you be tired.

She got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to wash. She spent the whole week at Jun's house, listless. Today, she wants to go to a place

"Where do you think he went?"

Lu Qinan walked restlessly in his company's top-level president's office, "Zhimu has lifted F City, but there is still no news about him."

"He doesn't want to be found. Even Zhimu can't help it."

Pei Haoran is sitting on the sofa drinking tea, but it's strange to say that he has been lying in an American hospital for six years, but he wakes up unexpectedly and disappears.

Lu Qinan is still very agitated. He grabs a cup of light fragrant tea from the coffee table and takes a mouthful of it.

"Haoran, do you think he's been a vegetable for too long? Something's wrong with his brain!" Lu Qinan doubted that his brother had a problem.

Otherwise, how could he leave without a word? They were looking for someone all the time.

Pei Haoran did not laugh angrily, "Lu Qinan, don't forget who he is. You don't need to worry too much. He has been sleeping for so many years. Maybe something has been worrying about in his heart."

"A man like him is more difficult to understand than Zhimu. What can he care about?"

Lu Qinan lowered his face and complained, "what a freak."

"By the way, there's one thing to do." Mr. Lu's mind flashed, suddenly remembered that there was an important thing today, and he almost fell behind. He quickly grabbed his mobile phone to edit the SMS.

"Job?"

Pei Haoran sees that his expression is furtive. He looks at his mobile phone screen curiously. He is texting junzhimu.

The next second, Pei Haoran sighed and shook his head, coolly dropped a sentence, "Lu Qinan, you really like to seek death."

How dare you make fun of Qiao bao'er and Jun Zhimu? It's a long life.

Lu Qinan pointed a little and sent the message with dignity.

He looked up and laughed treacherously. "Qiao bao'er, the witch, has been acting like a bully in front of me all day. Today is a special day. I want to take the opportunity to revenge her."

"Lu Qinan, don't you know that Zhimu took Qiao bao'er to see the basement himself last week?"

Pei Haoran's silver rimmed lenses were shining. Wen Wen laughed and gloated.

Mr. Lu's proud smile froze in an instant, and his mood immediately became tense. "It's impossible!"

How could you take her to that place.

"I called Mr. Jun to confirm. Qiao bao'er was scared that day, and her face turned white..."

That is to say, Qiao bao'er makes Jun's Mu angry again.

When Lu Qinan heard this, his heart was dead.

It's over.

He glared at the text message he just sent and hated his cheap hand. Why can't he withdraw the text message!!

Ding Ding Ding

"Remember, Joe, it's April 1st! If Zhimu comes to you, you say... "

Qiao bao'er is sitting in the car, and his mobile phone is ringing constantly. As soon as he presses the answer button, there comes a cry from the other end of the mobile phone.

After a while, communication appeared interference, zizizi voice, then hung up.

Qiao bao'er looks at his cell phone with facial paralysis. Maybe it's too remote here. There's no signal.

"What did Lu Qinan smoke just now?" She could not help but make complaints about it.

She didn't think much about it. She turned her head and looked out the window into a vast field. The farmers in the field bent over to plant rice. The surrounding environment was quiet and peaceful.

Qiao bao'er's eyes suddenly fell on an old locust tree in front of him, as if remembering something. He suddenly called out to the driver, "stop here."

She got out of the car and went to the old locust tree in front of her. She reached out and stroked the dark brown rough bark of the tree. The tree was very strong, maybe a hundred years old.

"This Sophora tree is similar to the one in front of C City High School..."

In the past, she always liked to climb to the tree to hide, to hide from the dogged pursuers in the school, and

"Young lady, it seems that it is going to rain heavily." All of a sudden, the driver of the car yelled at her, interrupting her thoughts.

"I see." Qiao Baoer is not affectable either, walk back in the car immediately.

Looking up to the horizon, it was really stormy and the sky was getting dim.

After a while, the dazzling lightning cut across the sky, and the thunder roared. Suddenly, the rain came down. The raindrops were very big and fell down. The farmers in the field had no time to clean up their farm tools, and they were drenched all over.

"Young lady, are we going to the sanatorium now?" The driver in front looked at the rainstorm with a worried expression.

Qiao bao'er looked out of the window. The rain was falling more and more, and even the air became cold.

"Back to your house." The right hand bore ground to support a jaw, lightly said a.

Forget it, today's weather is still back to Jun's house, so that grandfather won't worry.

The driver turned the steering wheel and didn't dare to drive too fast because it was a rainy day. The car slowly drove out of this remote suburb and headed for the high-speed intersection in front

But suddenly a black Bugatti rushed towards them at a very fast speed, and the driver immediately stepped on the brake.

Qiao bao'er was also frightened when the car suddenly stopped.

"It's raining so hard and driving so fast. I'm sick!" She murmured angrily.

He turned his head and looked fiercely at the car window to see which immoral son of a bitch he was.

However, the window of the car was blurred by the heavy rain. I couldn't see clearly. I could only vaguely see that the black Bugatti opposite also stopped. A man came down from the car.

This figure, some familia