Chapter 82

"It's a real clap. It's not so wonderful."

At the press conference, Yu Huaqing happened to follow Liang Jia. Seeing Liang Jia arrive at Zhou Xingchen's office, she hesitated, but she didn't expect to see such a wonderful play.

Seeing Yu Huaqing, Liang Jia picked her eyebrows.

Xia qin'er sees Liang Jia has nothing to say, hate not to tell everything, can't help but want to complain.

Just haven't waited for Xia Qin Er to say two more words, Liang Jia eyebrows a pick: "roll."

After that, a few strong men came from the side, pulling Xia qin'er and Yu Huaqing, who were sitting on the ground and still wanted to watch the show.

Yu Huaqing saw the strong men come to pull her, her face changed: "Liang Jia, what do you mean?"

Liang Jia, standing in Zhou Xingchen's room, just showed a smile: "what do you say?"

In fact, she didn't want to embarrass them, but they didn't treat her like this, just want to see her heartbroken and see her jokes?

Yu Huaqing broke away from several men's hands and stood awkwardly: "I'll go by myself."

Ning's building.

The articles on the desk were swept away by the man and fell to the ground in a mess. Big hand hard to the table, his eyes dark slowly moved from the desk to the woman sitting on the sofa.

Ren Chengyan's face is quiet. He lowers his head and plays with his nails. Some of them ignore his eyes.

"Ren Chengyan, hand in Zhou Xingchen's project information!"

Ren Chengyan is silent for a while.

"I'm just cooperating with you. I don't have to pay for you like this."

Ning Lihan has long resented Liang Jia's teasing at the press conference. His eyes are like sharp arrows straight at Ren Chengyan.

With a wave of his hand, the paper on the desk was scattered all over the floor.

"What do you mean?"

Ren Cheng Yan narrowed her eyes, with a group of anger in her heart: "what do I mean? We are just a simple relationship of interests. If we want to revenge Liang Jia, we should think about our own way and not be a useless person. "

Every word, like a needle into the heart of Ning Li Han.

The sky suddenly became a little dark. Xia qin'er was walking on the path back to Xia's house holding the documents sorted out by Zhou, her fingers holding the carton tightly.

There was a middle-aged man standing close to the door of Xia's house.

"Dad..."

Xia qin'er suddenly squatted on the ground and choked.

Xia Zhiyang steps forward and raises her umbrella over her head“ Qin'er, why do you have to work so hard? "

"No, I'm not reconciled." Xia qin'er's hands are tightly closed, and her nails are firmly embedded in her hands. She raises her head and looks at Xia Zhiyang with some entreaty: "Dad, help me, help me..."

There was a trace of resentment in his eyes.

Xia Zhiyang looked at her, a trace of heartache spread across the atrium. He recalled that he had failed to negotiate peacefully with all his wealth after several good advice earlier on. He also remembered that Zhou Xingchen, a man who could not be killed, could not be killed. Xia Zhiyang's eyes narrowed slightly. How could these people be shameless! And hurt his baby daughter to such an extent! Damn it!

Xia Zhiyang's pupil flashed a trace of complex essence, and lowered his head to see Xia qin'er.

Xia qin'er held his legs and cried bitterly.

As long as she cried more sad, Xia Zhiyang took more action, she believed that Xia Zhiyang still loved himself very much.

Actually, it's not wrong. It's three in the middle of the night.

The third floor of the villa is still full of lights. Several lights are like lighthouses in the dark, guiding those who should go home.

Only in the villa, Liang Jia was alone in bed.

Several men's shadows in the light of the light quickly swept across the corridor, came to Liang Jia's side.

Liang Jia, who was lying on the bed, turned over comfortably. She seemed to feel that someone was around her. She asked lazily, "Xing Chen, are you back?"

The imaginary kiss didn't happen as expected. Just as Liang Jia felt unusual after a few seconds of silence, a white rag ended her conjecture.

She passed out.

The bright light was ticking on, the soft light filled the whole room, and the darkness in the first room was dispelled. Zhou Xingchen's words were frozen in his mouth.

There was no one in the room, only the messy beds showed the traces of people staying.Zhou Xingchen's heart suddenly tightened, and suddenly he felt an unknown premonition.

Where's his gal?

Thinking of what happened during the day, he narrowed his eyes. The only thing he knew for sure was that Liang Jia had been kidnapped.

Ning Lihan and Xia qiner, or Yu Huaqing?

His eyes were frozen for a moment, and there was a sharp light in them.

Xia qiner!

Zhou Xingchen didn't have much trouble to know who did the good. This time, he would never leave half of his feelings. As soon as he got out of the car, Zhou Xingchen walked quickly to the door of Xia's house.

"Xia qin'er, give you three seconds, get out."

In the quiet Xia family, Zhou Xingchen's anger is like a thunder in the flat, which makes Xia qiner tremble with earrings.

Although she was waiting for him, she didn't expect to come so soon! Pretending to walk out of the living room calmly, Xia qin'er shows a kind smile.

"Xing Chen, why are you here, are you..." Xia qin'er gave a deliberate meal, and her eyes seemed full of expectation: "do you want me to go back to Zhou's to be your secretary?"

Zhou Xingchen didn't seem to see her expression. He frowned in disgust, squeezed her neck forward and threatened: "where is she?"

"What, where is she? I don't understand what you're talking about Xia qin'er's eyes moved and floated. Zhou Xingchen's strength was very strong. She snorted in pain, almost suffocated, and her hands began to swing randomly: "Xingchen... You hurt me."

"I ask you! Where is she? "

As if to break her neck, Zhou Xingchen's eyes crossed a trace of anger. Hearing Xia qin'er gasping, Zhou Xingchen repressed his inner mania and released his hand. Xia qin'er sat on the ground powerlessly.

The cold ceramic tile is as cold as a bone. Xia qin'er struggles with a trace of hatred in her heart. She gasps and sneers: "what are you talking about? I don't know where she is!"

The fog became more and more thick. A group of people put Liang Jia on their shoulders and were about to drive away. Hiding in the dark, Li Yin, who was guarding the Zhou family, flashed his eyes, put out the smoke with his fingers, and pressed down the light.

Jiajia?

The vision in the dark is not very clear, but the figure he has been familiar with for many years will never be recognized.

Where do they want to take her? Li Yin frowned, eyes tightly locked the men.

"Hello! You stop! I've already called the police! " Li Yin measured, the other side only three people, three people fight, the probability of winning is not too low. But he can't care so much, can't let them take Jia Jia away!

In the distance, the men couldn't help laughing at each other when they heard him. In the dark, the black pistol reflected a yellow halo under the dim light of the street lamp.