C16 Treat Yourself as Unlucky

"Jizong, looks like you already know the purpose of Qingcheng coming to find you?"

Jixiaorou and Jiwenhao leaned together, but he didn't realize in the slightest that the person in front of him was his own niece.

"You've expended so much effort, Miss Mo. Such a beauty, she shouldn't be here to make friends with my Jimou, right?"

Jiwenhao placed his hand restlessly on Jixiaorou's shoulder.

She turned her head to look at the wrinkled palm. Feeling disgusted, she directly took the dirty palm away from her.

"Jizong, you drank too much. Do you want me to repeat my identity again?"

Jixiaorou's face was sullen, at the moment she was noble and cold, no one was allowed to enter, the more enchanting the woman, the more terrifying the anger she would have.

Jiwenhao was the first to put on an attitude, chasing him here, and still wanted to put on a show?

"I know, he's just the personal assistant of the Fuzilan. He can even make the decision on the Fuzilan, you have some ability."

Jiwenhao refilled the empty cup on the table with his cup, his expression unfathomable.

Hearing that the two words "Fuzilan" could still be so calm, the Jixiaorou started to suspect if he was really drunk.

"Don't take me for a fool," Jiwenhao suddenly turned and looked at him coldly.

This woman might have some ability, but he wasn't a pushover.

"What kind of position is the Fushi? For a personal assistant to personally come knocking on my door, it must be because they have a request from me. To beg someone, could it be this kind of attitude?"

Jixiaorou frowned. She had indeed been careless, she had only been in a hurry to find this bastard.

As a result, he had lost the initiative, so it was understandable for him to raise the price.

"Drink these three cups and I'll let you continue."

Jiwenhao picked up three of the cups in front of him and placed them in front of him.

She knew that she wouldn't be able to hide this time, she hoped that the alcohol she had accumulated in the Rumei would still be of use.

She smiled and nodded towards Jiwenhao before drinking it all in one gulp. Two cups, three times.

"Jizong, we can continue now."

Jixiaorou forced a smile as he looked at the proud Jiwenhao.

What followed was an intense dizziness, which became more and more intense.

She subconsciously looked towards Jiwenhao, who was beside her, and smiled wantonly at her disgusting mouth.

This bastard actually drugged her!

As his consciousness started to blur, Jiwenhao's face became harder and harder to make out.

The Jixiaorou shook her head forcefully, barely able to move. She took out her phone and wanted to call for help.

The phone that was originally in his hand fell into the wine.

It's over, now even the Zhangxi would not be able to save her.

Jiwenhao watched as the woman in front of him struggled needlessly, stumbling and stumbling in the room.

Her face was flushed with alcohol.

The secretary of the Fuzilan was only so-so, he grabbed the woman and threw her on the sofa.

Jiwenhao's bodyguard tactfully retreated, and stood guard at the door.

Jixiaorou was even more confused by his swing, and even felt like vomiting.

Perhaps it was due to the attraction of the medicinal properties, but even the poison that had yet to clear out in his body was drawn in.

The discomfort of her breathing seemed to be on the verge of fainting, and for a moment the man was on top of her.

She knew it was the despicable villain of the Jiwenhao.

But how could they? She was his niece.

However, the Jiwenhao had no way of knowing about this.

She tried to struggle, but she was powerless. She could only hold on and hold on as much as she could to prevent him from getting close to her.

However, Jiwenhao slipped her hand into her inner thigh more and more.

She knew that if she didn't do something, she wouldn't even have to live.

Jixiaorou was calm and did not move for a few seconds.

Five seconds later, Jixiaorou took a deep breath. He could not even open his eyes.

"AHH!" With a heart-wrenching scream, Jiwenhao collapsed beside Jixiaorou, tightly holding onto his own lifeline.

The bodyguard quickly rushed through the door. Jixiaorou was still unconscious, but his boss was painfully kneeling on the ground.

"Boss, boss, what's wrong?"

"Take this woman back and lock her up!" It was the first time that Jiwenhao knew what it meant to be the most painful for a man to be completely enraged by Jixiaorou.

The bodyguard was stunned. He didn't know if he should call an ambulance or bring the woman away first.

"What are you standing there in a daze for? Hurry up and take her away!"

Jiwenhao trembled as he struggled to stand up, giving his bodyguard a slap.

The bodyguard who was beaten awake immediately walked to Jixiaorou's side, lifted her onto his shoulder and supported her as he walked towards the door.

"Let's wait first!" Qianzijiang looked at the three of them with his tie over his shoulder.

He swore that he had come out just to get some fresh air, and that this sort of place was known to him.

It just so happened that the old man, Jiwenhao, was about to put on a play for him, so he could see everything clearly from the door.

Just thinking about it, Qianzijiang felt waves of pain in his lower body.

In the night field, eating young grass like this was a common occurrence. These men were trying to provoke him, so he was very clear about what they were trying to do.

He didn't want to interfere in this matter, but after a long time of peeping, he found that the charm of a woman was becoming increasingly obvious.

The effect of the hormones, Qianzijiang swore, must be because of this reason, otherwise why would he go against someone like Jiwenhao.

"And who are you?"

The Jiwenhao was currently very angry, and anything that obstructed his path could almost be cleaned up like trash.

"Don't worry about who I am. This girl, stay, I like her."

Qianzijiang shook his head and walked closer step by step, then lowered his head and provoked Jiwenhao, the old fellow.

"Hmph, don't you know my identity? How dare you act so arrogantly in front of me! "

Jiwenhao was a little angry, today they were all unknown people, really depressing the mood.

"The Ji Clan's Zongcai. So, the person that my Qianzijiang has his eyes on, you still insist on stealing from us?"

Qianzijiang crossed his arms in front of his chest and placed one foot on the door, not showing any intention of giving way.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and attack!"

The Jiwenhao was completely enraged, no matter what, all of you make way for him here.

"Ji... Jizong is the junior master of the Qian Group. The biggest business of the Group is their project. "

The bodyguard was very perceptive, he even knew these things clearly, Qianzijiang laughed and thought that it was really interesting.

A bodyguard was more familiar with the business of the company than him, he even had the face to sit in Zongcai.

As expected, the Ji Clan were all useless people. This Jiwenhao was not even considered to be a middle rank sect. It seemed that his reservation towards the Ji Clan was correct.

Jiwenhao frowned for a moment. To think that such a sloppy kid would actually be the successor of the Qian Family.

"Put them down."

Jiwenhao admitted that he was unlucky and thought that he stepped on dog shit today.