Chapter 575

The woman a smile, bumped her shoulder, "see you nervous appearance, can't really take a fancy to?"

Wen Jingjing glared at her and asked in a low voice, "don't make any noise. Is what you just said true or false?"

"Half true and half false, true and false, where do we understand the world of the rich? But there's another rumor. Do you want to hear it? "

"If you're kidding me, don't say it."

"It's not a joke. It's said that Mr. Zhou is very affectionate and dotes on one of his family."

"He's married?"

"Tut! I said Jingjing, where did you come from? You don't know Zhou Yanchen got married? Just like you, how can you get in the circle? Be careful that Mr. Guo kicks you one day. "

"I won't tell you." Wen Jingjing poured herself a glass of wine and carried it to the bar.

Guo Jingtian saw her over Zhou Yanchen's shoulder, raised his lips and waved to her, "come here, Jingjing, come here."

Wen Jingjing came over swaying the snake's waist. Her eyes fell on Zhou Yanchen's face and moved away.

This time, did not escape Guo Jingtian's eyes.

"Jingjing, what's the matter with you today? If you want to see it, you can see it. "

Wen Jingjing smiles, and really looks like she's in the right place.

Sword eyebrows, star eyes, straight nose, pale lips.

Male and female, sharp and beautiful.

Such a beauty is a man, can't say to give her a kind of what feeling.

It's just that it's full of yin and softness, but it's not completely Yin and softness. He has a very strange aura, which fascinates people.

"Jingjing, it's over." Embracing her waist, Guo Jingtian reminds her without any trace.

Wen Jingjing smiles and raises a glass to Zhou Yanchen, "Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry. It's really that Jingjing hasn't seen such a man as Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Yanchen's face was expressionless, even without a trace of attention.

Wen Jingjing's eyes flashed and turned to look at Guo Jingtian, "Mr. Guo, you see, Mr. Zhou treats me as the air."

Guo Jingtian smiles and drinks with Wen Jingjing.

It's more than 10 o'clock in the evening.

He promised to go home early.

"Mr. Guo, I'm sorry. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Guo Jingtian a Leng, "so early."

Zhou Yanchen nodded.

He shakes his head and laughs, "well, well, my wife must be waiting at home. It's just a legend that general manager Zhou's favorite wife is really knowledgeable. I'll give it to you."

"No, Mr. Guo, please contact me again."

"Well, take your time."

Zhou Yanchen nodded and left the box.

The elevator is at the end of the corridor.

The floor was covered with expensive Persian carpets.

The elevator was just in front of me. Suddenly, someone rushed out from a corner.

Holding her arm, Wen Jingjing cried for help with tears: "help me! Help me

Zhou Yanchen looked at her indifferently and saw two men rushing out from behind. Their target was obviously Wen Jingjing.

Holding her fingers, Zhou Yanchen pushes her away in the surprise of Wen Jingjing.

Hero saves beauty. He's not interested.

Wen Jingjing is stupid.

She never thought that Zhou Yanchen would stand by.

Two men grabbed her and dragged her around the corner.

Zhou Yanchen strode forward without looking back.

Gritting her teeth, she winked at them.

They knew each other and pulled her skirt apart.

The sound of the cloth was harsh.

Wen Jingjing's distress calls for help.

"Help me! Help me

The sound insulation effect of the box here is very good, because it is a private club. In order to protect privacy, there is no monitoring.

A scene flashed through my mind.

Mo Xi ran once looked desperate.

Stopping, he looked back at the corner that he wanted to ignore.

Wen Jingjing was buttoned on the ground and her skirt was messy.

Tears filled the body, a light weight.

She was caught by the wrist.

The man seemed to fall from the sky.

Handsome as a God.

Wen Jingjing's head was in a mess, and her fingers clenched.

The edge of something pierced the palm of the hand.

When she was rescued by him, she quickly inserted the needle into his neck

Sorry

Feng Mou slowly closed, he fell to the ground.

"Sister Wen."

"Take people away."

"Yes."

……

In the confusion, there is only one silhouette.

Who is it?

When he had a splitting headache and sat up rubbing his forehead, Bo was slipped into his waist.

On the chest, there are traces.

He frowned and saw where he was.

A strange room.He is a man and can clearly feel that something has happened.

Damn it!

With a low curse, he lifted the quilt and got up.

The clothes are thrown on the ground in disorder. When I look back, the sheets are dazzling!

He had sex with a woman

He took a deep breath. Anyway, the first thing, Zhou Yanchen told himself, calm down.

Pick up your clothes and put them on. Your pocket, wallet and mobile phone are all there.

Press to light up the screen, 3 missed calls are from Moxican.

Bite your teeth. It's 2:30 in the morning.

He left the dinner with Guo Jingtian at 10:30 p.m., which means that he was here for about four hours.

What happened in these four hours?

Even if I can't recall it for the time being, at least one thing is certain that the woman named Jingjing, whom Guo Jingtian knew, has an ulterior motive and suspicion.

Look carefully at this room, like a rest place for guests in a club or hotel.

When Zhou Yanchen opened the door and came out of the room, the deep corridor outside also confirmed this conjecture.

He's still in a private club.

Stride to Guo Jingtian's private box and open the door. It's empty and tidy.

They should have been separated a long time ago.

It doesn't seem appropriate to call at this time.

He fell down today, but the consequences are still unknown.

But it should not be Guo Jingtian. First of all, he knows the woman. Second, Guo Jingtian is not stupid enough to make fun of him at this time. Besides, this is tantamount to openly making enemies with the Zhou family.

Taking the elevator downstairs, Zhou Yanchen walked to the front desk.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou." The receptionist smiles at him.

Zhou Yanchen's Phoenix eyes were obscure and asked in a deep voice, "when did Mr. Guo leave?"

The receptionist knows Zhou Yanchen and naturally answers his questions honestly.

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Guo left around 12 o'clock in the morning."

Zhou Yanchen nodded and asked, "do you have a woman named Jingjing?"

"Mr. Zhou means Miss Wen Jingjing?"

It seems that she is still very famous in this field.

"It's her."

"Miss Wen is a frequent guest of our club. Sometimes she stays here."

They all know the meaning of lodging.

"And today?"

"Miss Wen is not in."

"She's gone? When did you leave? "

The front desk lady recalled it carefully and said a vague time, which was about 1:00 in the morning.

The night wind is cool and piercing.

Zhou Yanchen came out of the club, his hair was blown by the wind and disordered, the shape is treacherous, like a demon, like a charm.

Thin lips dyed faint smile, he went to his car, start the car to leave.