C8 He Is My Thing

"Tell me, what are you doing during business hours?"

Lu Xiaoxia, who was already nervous to begin with, nearly collapsed after hearing him ask her and being intimidated by the man's ice-cold aura.

She didn't know how to reply. If he knew that she had suffered under his important client, the consequences would be … She didn't dare to imagine!

Just as Lu Xiaoxia was caught off guard, a clamor came from behind her.

Mr Zhong, with a swollen face, rushed out of the mansion's entrance. He was so angry that he was on the verge of going berserk. His green eyes looked at Lu Xiaoxia's thin and weak figure who ran away in panic and shot out a resentful glare.

He gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "What are you doing?!" "Get that bitch back here, I'm going to kill her!"

The two men behind him glared ferociously at Lu Xiaoxia as they closed in on her.

There was a wolf in the front, and a tiger in the back. Lu Xiaoxia had never felt such despair before.

However, in her panic, she suddenly noticed that there was a taxi waiting for customers on the left side of the road.

A hint of vitality flashed in Lu Xiaoxia's despairing eyes. She was determined to go all out as she ran towards the taxi, opened the door, and climbed in.

Before the driver could reply, Lu Xiaoxia's voice was filled with anxiety.

"Master, save me, there are bad guys chasing after me. Take me away, anywhere is fine!"

The driver's eyes suddenly became serious. He raised his head and looked at the direction of the house. The floor immediately became oiled. The car rushed out, made a sharp turn, and disappeared into the street.

Even Gong Chen was confused by the scene in front of him.

He stared coldly at the direction where Lu Xiaoxia's taxi had disappeared to and whispered, "Chase after her."

One of the men in black behind him started to drive in that direction.

"Boss Gong!" What are you doing? Look what your bitch did to me! How dare she attack me! What do you think we should do? "

Mr Zhong rushed over in a few steps. His chubby face, which had traces of blood on it, was filled with anger.

However, when Gong Chen slowly turned his gaze away and shot out a sharp glare with a frown, the anger on Mr Zhong's face was replaced by fear.

He used a low and hoarse voice and said lightly: "Oh? Mr Zhong, why did she hit you? "

Relying on his identity as a big customer, Mr Zhong quickly hid the fear on his face.

He said indignantly, "It's just a bitch. I want to take a fancy to her, that's what I want!" "You actually dared to hit me, you're giving me face and not taking it back, you slut!"

After Mr Zhong spoke in a dignified and vulgar manner, snow and ice swept past Gong Chen's face that was originally calm like a lake in winter.

The coldness in his eyes, which were as deep as an abyss, became increasingly heavy, and it was as if a layer of ice had been frozen over. Even his tone became extremely cold: "Mr Zhong, you mean, you touched her?"

"That's right!" "So what?"

Mr Zhong said confidently, "I just made a move, and I don't really intend to do it here! I'm going to keep her! "

Gong Chen took a deep breath. His broad chest, which was hidden in his suit, rose up and down slightly. As he breathed, the surrounding air became colder.

Mr Zhong was about to get Gong Chen to give him an explanation, but the man only said one sentence and returned to the Bentley.

"Sorry, she's mine."

Mr Zhong was completely confused by these words. However, the sunglasses-wearing lackey on the side, who was as strong as a bear, completely understood what was going on.

No one was allowed to touch the boss's things. If they touched it, they would have to pay the price!

Just as Mr Zhong was puzzled, the sunglasses guy charged forward and swung his hammer-like giant fist, which was made of blue veins, at Mr Zhong's face!

Under this punch, Mr Zhong's pair of beady eyes instantly turned into a panda's. In the next second, the sunglasses-wearing man mercilessly kneed him in the stomach.

"Ah!

Mr Zhong's fat face was already creased due to the intense pain. He cried out in pain and collapsed while clutching his stomach.

"You dare to hit us, Mr Zhong!"

Mr Zhong's four lackeys behind him immediately rushed over in a flustered manner. However, three of them were kicked away by the sunglasses-wearing man. The remaining one collapsed on top of Mr Zhong after the sunglasses-wearing man knocked him unconscious with one punch.

The window of the Bentley car slowly rolled down and Gong Chen's cold and murderous face was revealed inch by inch.

He coldly looked at the five people on the ground and said, "Drive."

The Bentley was speeding along the road. Gong Chen's face was hidden in the darkness, and there was a hint of gloominess on it.

At that moment, the phone in his hand rang.

"Boss, it's bad. That woman got off the car at the Western Mountain and escaped into the forest. "If I continue walking forward …"

Before he could finish his words, he became hesitant. Even so, when Gong Chen heard that, his expression couldn't help but turn serious.

The Western Mountains were not scary. What was scary was that troublesome guy in the mountains.

This isn't good.

Even Gong Chen, who was fearless in the capital, couldn't help but worry about the little girl's fate when he thought of her.

"Don't be afraid, go chase after her. We can't let her escape to that fellow's hands. I'll be there in a moment!"

After issuing this heavy order, Gong Chen put down his phone. There was a hint of irritation mixed in his ice-cold tone.

"Too slow, drive faster!"

"… …"

There was no moon tonight, and in the pitch-black forest, he couldn't even see his own fingers. The ground that had just rained yesterday was covered with moss and extremely slippery.

In order to avoid her pursuers, Lu Xiaoxia got off the car and went straight into the woods. In the darkness, the Summer Bug stopped chirping and also woke up the birds that were resting in the forest.

A cry of pain came from the darkness, followed by the heavy sound of something falling on the ground.

Lu Xiaoxia struggled to get up from the slippery ground. The pain from her knee made her frown and every cell in her wound quiver.

She looked in the direction of the highway and clearly saw the car parked by the roadside with the headlights on.

Clearly, the Demon man's underlings had also caught up.

Her pure and beautiful little face was drenched in sweat. Her hair was scattered in front of her forehead, and it stuck tightly to her face, staining it with sweat.

Her fair legs were also scratched by the thorns hidden in the darkness, causing her to bleed profusely, making her look even more miserable.