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He just said two words without being alarmed. Drink it. His tone was as indifferent as if he was talking to a passerby, not caring at all about Wu Chiang's feelings.

Wu Dai recalled the bet he had made with him before. Whoever fell in love with the other first would lose. She bitterly smiled and shook her head. She really didn't know her own limits. Not only had she lost, but she had also lost miserably.

Was it the day he bought the house for himself? Or had Zhou Ziyi helped him out of the siege in the hospital? "Or was it when he was beside her in a fever, holding his hand and calling out her name?

She couldn't remember. When she was crying on the bloody ground in despair, it was he who had taken care of everything for her. He had said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

In his eyes, these were trivial matters, he wasn't even doing it for her. Wu Chiang was always easily moved, which was why she was so easily hurt.

The strong smell of the white wine on the table assaulted his nostrils, making him want to cry.

Since Ning Yan asked her to drink, she would.

How spicy! Her entire mouth was filled with a strong spicy taste. From her throat to her stomach, it was like a burning fire that ignited her entire body.

The degree of the white wine was several times higher than the red wine. It was only one cup of wine, but she was already unable to withstand it.

Besides, she was the one who drank the wine, but why was she the one who fell drunk in Ning Yan's arms? Ha ha, such good acting, I really underestimated her before.

Ning Yan carried Ming Liangliang, who had been drunk in her arms, and left the room without looking back. He didn't even leave a single word behind.

Looking at his fading back, Wu Chi felt his head getting heavier and heavier, his steps getting lighter and lighter, as if he was stepping on soft clouds.

No, the wine was wrong! She had only had one glass, she shouldn't have been so drunk! It must be her, what does she want?

Wu Chiang was exhausted after fainting. His eyelids felt like they weighed a thousand kilograms. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open them. Her heart skipped a beat and she felt like she was constantly moving. There must be someone moving her!

She forced herself to pull herself together. You can't fall asleep! If you fall asleep, you're done for!

Wake up! Wake up!

She finally opened her eyes with great difficulty. Where was this place?

"What are you doing? "Bastard!"

Wu Chi felt as if his soul was about to leave his body. The man currently lying on his body and taking off his clothes, wasn't that Director Zhang who was just at Yue Ya?!

She tried her best to push at the man who was desperately tearing at her clothes, "Get lost! You bastard! Help! "

The man held her tightly with both of his hands, completely ignoring her screams. He only stuck his head against her white neck, breathing heavily as he left behind bright red kisses.

"Animal, beast in clothes!"

"You will die a horrible death!"

Cursing again and again, he didn't stop him. Wu Chiang started to cry, "Let me go, please, let me go!"

"Let you go? "In your dreams!"

Tears ran crazily out of her eyes. She had never felt such fear in her entire life. The people pressing down on her made her nauseous and nauseous. "F * ck off, bastard. I'm going to tell you!"

The man who had lost his mind due to his desire ruthlessly slapped her, only leaving her dizzy and her head buzzing.

"Go tell them. When the time comes, I'll say that you intentionally set me up. With your reputation and mine, who will you believe when you see it?" "Plus, with a big star like Ming Liangliang as a witness, I want to see what proof you have for me!"

Boundless despair overflowed within Wu Chiang's heart. She was like a piece of cake right now. She was being fried and making sizzling sounds. She was in so much pain that her internal organs were about to shatter.

How much did Mingliang hate her? She spent so much effort to set a trap for her!

His clothes had already been torn into shreds, revealing large chunks of snow-white skin. The man's eyes were like that of a vicious, hungry wolf, revealing a greedy gaze as he stared at the touch of spring light in front of him.

Suddenly, the door was smashed into pieces. The man who was crawling on top of Wu Chi was kicked away and his head hit the table with a loud bang.

Su Changming looked at Wu Chi, whose eyes were unfocused and curled up into a ball, and felt his heart clench tightly. He didn't dare imagine what kind of irreparable mistake he would have if he had come a little bit later.

He took off his coat and draped it over the sobbing Wu Chi. He then wrapped his arms around her tightly, as if he was holding a priceless treasure.

The two of them had never hugged before. Every second was so quiet, it was as if they could hear each other. She listened to the regular breathing coming from above her head, so close and so far away.

Wu Chi wiped away his tears and pushed Su Changming, who was hugging him away, "Changming, why are you here?"

He pulled his coat tighter around her. "Ah Yan called me and told me to come here and pick you up."

Ning Yan, he knew that he was taken away!

Wu Chi felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. Even if he knew, he still wanted to call Su Changming to save him. Didn't he hate it when he was close to him? Why did he call him?

The people on the ground had already picked up their clothes and ran out, leaving a sorry scene.

Director Zhang was from the entertainment circle. If he called someone over, it might cause a huge ruckus. How could he allow something like this to involve Ming Liangliang.

It was as if her heart was frozen, slowly submerging into the bottomless lake.

Ming Liangliang, Ming Liangliang, Wu Chiang recited this name in his heart again and again.

The next day, Wu Chi, who met Ning Yan again, greeted him with a smile. His calmness even surprised Ning Yan. The two of them tacitly did not mention anything about what happened yesterday.

There was going to be a press conference tonight at Mingliang, so Ning Yan naturally wanted to go and support her. However, he actually wanted to bring Wu Chiang along.

He knew clearly that the conflict between Wu Chi and Ming Liangliang would not be resolved when they met, but he still wanted to bring Wu Chiang along.

Such a perfect set of skin, with countless schemes and tricks contained within, it was impossible for others to see through.

Facing so many spotlights again, Wu Chiang still found it hard to resist.

The click of the flash was exactly the same as the sound of the ancient guillotine. Kacha, kacha, it was terrifying.

On the stage, it was so beautiful that it could not be described with words. Everyone has their own magnetic field, where they glow. The place that would make Liangliang emit a strong magnetic field was under the bright spotlight.

When she saw Wu Chi, who was sitting with Ning Yan, her expression dimmed. The flash of hatred in her eyes was enough to send chills down one's spine.

Wu Chi moved his head close to Ning Yan's ear and whispered: "What is your relationship with Mingliang? If you're dating, please don't pull me into the water. "

He quietly leaned his body back and put some distance between them. "I don't need to explain anything to you. Don't forget your identity."

"Of course I won't forget. However, don't forget, the women I've played with are different." Wu Chi put away the smile on the corner of his mouth and lifted his skirt. "I'm going to the washroom."

The bathroom was a distance away from the reception, and it was inconvenient for her to hold her skirt.

As soon as she arrived at the door of the washroom, Wu Chiang was pushed hard by someone, causing her to stumble and fall to the ground.