Chapter 14

On the other end of the phone, the steamed stuffed bun cried out: "Mommy!"

Wu Pinliang rushed to grab her cell phone.

Jiang Xuan flashed to the side in a short tone: "is your father there? Tell him to answer the phone

Before the steamed stuffed bun could react, Jiang Xuan yelled, "hurry up!"

Baozi almost cried out with fright. Rongjing heard the news, turned his head and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Mommy is so fierce!" Baozi commissary is aggrieved, handed mobile phone to Rong Jing.

Rong Jing receives it, but there is no sound at that end. There is only a short message prompt, which is positioning.

"What did Mommy say?" Baozi craned his neck. Although he felt aggrieved, he also felt that tonight's Mommy was very strange.

Rong Jing put the mobile phone in his hand, "your mom didn't call the car, I'll pick her up."

"I'm going too!" Baozi made a statement immediately.

"You're at home. Look at the fire. Don't fry the steak." He took off his apron and didn't even have time to change his clothes.

Baozi ran with him, but he couldn't catch up with him. Before he could catch up, he closed the door with a bang.

Steamed stuffed bun is flat and small, and wants to cry wrongly.

Rong Jing was driving in the past. It took less than 15 minutes to step on the accelerator all the way in half an hour.

Jiang Xuan can't make it any longer. She has no friendship with Rong Jing, and I don't know if he will come.

But the mobile phone has been turned off, lying quietly on the ground.

Wu Pinliang pulled her over, raised his hand is a slap in the face, "play with me, OK, I will let the Jiang family bankrupt tomorrow!"

He pressed up and pulled Jiang's clothes, but he struggled. Consciousness more and more chaotic, but suddenly think of many years ago that night.

She went to see a psychiatrist, did hypnosis, had not thought of those things for a long time.

At that time, she was only 18 years old. That night, at the racecourse, the man broke into the dressing room. The light in the dressing room was very dim, and the man's skill was excellent. Before she could see him clearly, she had been covered by him from behind.

Like a madman, he pressed her against the wall, tore off her clothes and trousers.

Jiang Xun struggles crazily, but he is not a man's opponent at all.

She began to double before her eyes, as if to hear someone kick open the door of the hotel.

Rong Jing comes in with a calm face. Jiang Xuan is under the pressure of the old man. There is nothing on the man, and her upper clothes have been torn.

The staff who ran with him was startled. Rong Jing kicked the man in the stomach, pulled off the sheet and wrapped it in Jiang Xuan.

He was very good behind him, and he was very fast, without any procrastination.

When the staff and security came in, he had already carried Jiang to the door. Wu Pinliang covered his stomach and rolled to the ground. He pointed to Rong Jing and yelled, "grab Get him

Security stopped at the door, he did not even lift eyelids: "get out of the way."

Men's strong aura makes several security guards dare not act rashly. With the last bit of consciousness left, Jiang Tuo grabbed his clothes and said, "hand Cell phones. "

She looked at the direction of the sofa, and Rongjing turned back. Wu Pinliang almost rolled into the corner. He didn't wear anything. He looked funny and funny.

But Rong Jing couldn't laugh. He didn't expect to encounter such a thing after coming back so many days.

Fortunately, Jiang is OK now, otherwise that man would not want to live through tonight.

But he knows that this is not the time to be impulsive.

The security guard was still around the door, and Rong Jing only glanced at them: "my lawyer will come to talk with you tomorrow, and I reserve the right to investigate the law."

He holds Jiang Xuan to get on the car, her consciousness is already very weak, but she pinches her thigh. She took a cool breath from the pain, but it still couldn't be relieved.

"Do you have a knife?"

She grabbed him by the collar. If she couldn't hold it, it was like sticking it on him.

He knew what she wanted to do, and the pain was sobering.

But he just felt annoyed, put down the seat, squeezed her hands, and pressed her under his body.

"Who taught you that?"

For a moment, he didn't understand and couldn't get rid of his confinement. The feeling of despair and helplessness came up in his heart.

"Let me go, don't come here, please..." She began to speak incoherently and struggle under him. That night was the scene, the feeling.

The man came in from behind. Her hands were tied to her head and her mouth was covered. At that time, she was so desperate.

Tears came down, she shook her head and begged him.

This embarrassed look, Rong Jing suddenly thought of that night six years ago. That night, he was drugged, they arranged a woman for him, and he was hurt.

Later, he fled to the racecourse and hid in the dressing room.

It was very late, and there was no one in the dressing room. But he just met her. When those people came up, he pressed her on him.

She only wore close fitting clothes and shorts, which had a nice smell.He always had good self-control, but that night, he didn't hold back.

That night, she also struggled like this, but those people gave him enough medicine. The more she struggled, the more excited he felt.

Later, she just passed out.

There was a knock at the door, and he finally got away.

Later, when he solved the problem, he almost forgot about the woman. To him, it's nothing but a woman.

This time, if it wasn't for Rong Ning, he probably wouldn't have had so much trouble.

But the results of paternity testing, he also found it interesting, so many years, he even had a son, and raised in his side.

He thought it was a deliberate design.

But he didn't seem to know about it.

So he was also very confused and decided to stay and make things clear first.

Jiang Xuan is still struggling, slapping him in the face. He turned his face and took her hand. "Be quiet. I'll take you back."

His voice is very low, with a kind of magic, in the ear of Jiang Xuan, gently, like a hundred claws into her heart.

She is very uncomfortable, clearly want to resist, but can't help sticking to him. He wrapped his hands around his neck and pulled away his clothes. The man grabbed her hand, "Jiang Xuan, calm down."

But how calm she is, Jiang's consciousness has begun to lax, all hot, she can't control her body, just want to stick to him. In a trance, she still remembered his appearance and gasped for his name: "Rong Jing, please..."

The man is calm. He doesn't like a woman to throw herself in his arms. But at this time, the woman's skin is burning hot and her consciousness is not clear. Only her eyes seem to be able to seduce her.

His breathing gradually increased, and suddenly he grabbed her by the waist, threw her into the back seat and locked the door.