Chapter 1167

Music shock, dance floor lights swaying, they crazy twist their bodies, no scruples, no expectations.

Su Ran's face is full of despair. Jiang Yihan's face is expressionless. The hand of fate controls them easily. No one wants to change their fate.

Su ran shakes her body. There is no trouble here. She only dances and waits for the light to flicker.

Alcohol began to make trouble in her body. Su ran was dizzy and couldn't see clearly. Fuzzy, she saw a person, holding her in his arms, eyes concerned looking at her, voice soft: "dye dye, dye dye."

The smell of gas in the room is getting stronger and stronger. Mo Qianyu's nervous forehead is sweating. This is a newly developed villa, and few people live here.

She wants to break free from the rope, but the more she breaks away, the more she can't open it. Jiang Yihan is so cruel that he binds her like that and blocks her mouth. She can't even ask for help.

In the corridor, there are footsteps passing by. Mo Qianyu tries his best to make a sound, but he can only make some weak sound.

She desperate want to move to the door, the smell of gas in the room is more and more heavy, her consciousness also began to blur up, until now, Mo Qianyu deeply realized that kind of fear, that kind of fear of death.

The God of death is waving, but she is powerless. Mo Qianyu stares at the door in horror, and her eyes are desperate.

When song Lei receives Rong Mingyuan, he has a strong smell of wine. Song Lei looks at him anxiously: "Mr. Rong, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Rong Mingyuan waved his hand: "no, song Lei, have you done everything I told you to do?"

Song Lei nodded, with unusual excitement in his eyes.

Finally, there is no need to work under Zheng Zhiyuan.

Song Lei even complained like Rong Mingyuan: "Mr. Rong, please call me back quickly. You don't know that the old guy Zheng Zhiyuan actually made me redundant."

It's true that the Zheng family has only one daughter, but the Song family has only one son.

These days, song Lei's humiliation in the Zheng family, waiting to hear Rong Mingyuan's words.

Rong Mingyuan is a natural king, but he can win thousands of miles by strategizing.

In just a few days, Feng's career in France has been affected to varying degrees. First, their online official website has been hacked inexplicably, and in a few days, they have lost several hundred million.

entities store things have also been damaged to varying degrees, clothes suspected of plagiarism, perfume also monitors the body's bad material.

The news appeared in the newspapers and almost dealt a devastating blow to Feng's industry in France.

The French government ordered the products sold overseas to be sent back to China, and ordered them to close down for rectification.

France is not only a romantic country, but also a country with strict law enforcement. Fengjingmo has not even had time to come up with countermeasures, so it has already been beaten.

French industry is his foundation. Fengjingmo can't give up French industry because of Chinese market.

He frowned and told the old clock: "the industry here will not move until I go back to deal with the French affairs."

This time, the negative news against his enterprise is fierce. It can't be just a coincidence. He needs to find out who is behind him and what's going on.

French contacts are almost unblocked. On the plane, fengjingmo can't even figure out why there are so many negative news.

Fengjia's industry in France no longer occupied the French market, but also affected its industry in China. The capital chain is broken, and the industries that started construction in China have been shut down, waiting for the unknown fate.

For the first time in so many years, old clock's face was covered with hopelessness. Although China's market has a good prospect, it is also a big pit. The early stage projects need to invest in it to get returns.

Now, the capital chain is broken, and all factories and industries in China have been affected.

He is still waiting for Mr. Feng's decision, but his intuition tells him that these industries in China can't be taken any more.

Zhuang Qing put his hand on his hand and patted the back of his hand. Wen Sheng comforted him: "I've been working for Feng's family for almost a lifetime, so I should have a rest, don't you think?"

They are all over 50 years old. In the past, they lived for others, rarely for themselves. This time, let them live for themselves.

Zhuang Qing can't help comforting old Zhong, and Zhong Yong's brows slowly spread. Over the years, he has always been loyal to Feng's family, and Mr. Feng has been very kind to him. However, really, there has never been a day when he lived completely for himself. In the past, he always thought that if Zhuang Qing wanted to go to Qiao's family, he would let her go. He thought that love is giving She is free.

But now, when he saw the love in Zhuang Qing's eyes, Lao Zhong found that he owed Zhuang Qing too much.Are no longer young and casual youth, at the moment, they need more is to accompany each other.

The old clock clenched Zhuang Qing's hand and pulled out a rare smile: "so many years, you have suffered."

Zhuang Qing shook his head with a smile.

When Ranran woke up, it was noon the next day. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the clock on the ceiling.

This kind of strange room setting, she is very familiar with, because this is her idea.

At the beginning, she took care of all Zimu's rooms. She once advised Zimu to install the clock on the ceiling, so that you can see the time with your eyes open and you won't be late.

She just said that, but she didn't expect Zimu to do it.

When the clock points to 12 o'clock, Su ran subconsciously sits up with a splitting headache. She looks at the familiar furnishings in the room and is suddenly surprised. Wait a minute, is this Zi Mu's home?

She thought about it carefully. Last night, she seemed to see a familiar and vague shadow. It was Zi mu.

She opened the quilt. There was a strong smell of alcohol on her clothes. Suran couldn't help puking. She got out of bed and went outside.

In the living room, there are already ready lunch and sobering potion.

When Zi Mu came out of the kitchen, he saw Su ran wake up with a bright smile like sunshine: "Ran Ran, wake up, drink some medicine to wake up and have a meal."

Su ran quietly went to the dining table and sat down. Looking at the big apron around Zi Mu's waist, she couldn't help asking, "you made all these."

Celery and Lily, braised crucian carp, salt baked chicken, Longjing shrimp, and a bowl of scallop soup, these dishes, even she can't do, will be made by Zimu?

Zi Mu nodded sheepishly and said with a smile, "Ranran, eat, look, I'm afraid you don't think it's delicious, so I've made one of all kinds of cuisines. If you don't like it, I'll make it again."

Su ran quickly waved his hand: "OK, please don't be busy. I like it. I like it all."

She picked up the chopsticks, some uncertain will extend the chopsticks to the salt baked chicken, chicken fresh and with a very fragrant taste, very delicious.

Su ran couldn't help praising: "Zimu, you can be a cook."

She is not stingy of her praise, these dishes are really delicious, Zi Mu said with a smile: "delicious you eat more, headache?"

He wiped his hands, came out of the kitchen, took two bowls of rice, and put one bowl in front of Su ran.

After eating for a while, Su ran suddenly asked, "don't you have an announcement today?"

"Yes, I did."

Zi Mu said calmly.

Su Rangang wanted to say that he should work hard, but on second thought, he didn't think it was necessary. Even if he was not a star, he could open a restaurant. It seems that when he used to sing in a restaurant, he didn't learn much.

"How did you go to the bar last night?"

After thinking about it for a while, Su ran asked, he is a public figure, the bar is such a mixed place, people are red, paparazzi are always ready to explode him, how can he go to such a place?

What's more, a cold?

She just remembered that last night, she went to drink with Yihan. Now, she is brought back by the quilt. Where is Yihan?

"What about Yihan? Did you see a cold

Zi Mu looks at Su ran in tears and smiles: "Ranran, which do you want me to answer first?"

"One by one, then, tell me where Yihan is first?"

Zimu shrugs his shoulders and shakes his head. He only sees Su ran on the dance floor. Of course, the music in the bar last night was so loud and the lights were too blurred. It's not easy for him to recognize Su ran.

Su ran puts down her chopsticks and wants to take out her mobile phone to call Yihan. However, when she touches her pocket, she finds that her mobile phone has been dropped long ago, and she doesn't remember Yihan's phone number.

"Zimu, is there a phone call from your sister Yihan in your mobile phone?"

"Yes."

"Give it to me."

Zimu handed her the mobile phone. When she got through, there was no one there to answer. When she called again, it turned off.

Su ran thought, is Yihan's mobile phone also taken away?

She won't be OK, Su ran worried about thinking, think again, that bar is Bai yuanxiu, no matter how, he won't let Jiang Yihan have something, Su ran just a little at ease.

After dinner, Su ran wants to leave, but Zi Mu holds her: "Ranran, why can't I?"

He looked at her persistently, as if he had to get an answer.

Su ran lowered her eyes, and her thick eyelashes covered her mind. In her heart, Rong Mingyuan was the only one. Although other people had a place in her heart, they had nothing to do with love.

"Zimu, you deserve a better man."

After a long silence, Su ran spat out such a sentence. Her heart, already full of holes and scars, no longer want others to experience this feeling, especially Zimu."But I only love you."

Zi Mu's eyes are more blazing, and he can't help grabbing Su Ran's hand.

Su ran broke away from him and stood up: "Zi mu, if you do this again, I will go."

Zi Mu quickly pulled down Su ran: "don't go after dinner."