President Hunting Love is too fierce

Ye Chuqing and the Frenchman were entangled together, and the Frenchman hugged Ye Chuqing desperately, kissed and touched Ye Chuqing, Ye Chuqing's patience finally broke out.

She was scared and angry at the thought of being plotted against.

Thinking of being insulted by this wretched Frenchman, she became hot-headed and kicked the Frenchman to the ground forcefully, regardless of the consequences.

The Frenchman was so drunk that he fell to the ground in embarrassment when he was hit, and suddenly he was half sober, and suddenly lost his demeanor, and cursed:

"You dare to hit me, you bitch of the East, I will abolish you tonight." [

As soon as the accident happened, the door of the box opened immediately, and the female manager and several security guards with iron bars rushed in.

The female manager hurriedly helped the Frenchman up, and said with a smile in English in a low voice:

"Sir, it's all right. Don't be angry. This girl has just come to this business and doesn't know how to behave. I'll immediately open a room for you to rest and send her to you. Let her serve you well and make amends."

Then the female manager turned her head, looked at Ye Chuqing with cold eyes, and said coldly to the security guard, "Take her away."

Only then did Ye Chuqing realize that she had caused a catastrophe, so she couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Looking at the sinister eyes of the female manager and the Frenchman, I was afraid that I would be insulted tonight.

Her heart convulsed for a while, her face was as white as paper, and she was extremely angry and frightened.

Could it be that there is really no way out tonight? No, she is not reconciled.

"It's really ignorant. Dare to beat people in this kind of place. It's very brave. It's a pity that it's just looking for death."

Feng Ziyan glanced casually, walked towards the door, and smiled enchantingly: "Feng Ya, let's go, don't waste the good time of tonight because of these little turmoil."

Mo Fengya frowned and looked away from Ye Chuqing. Her panicked and terrified expression was the same as when she robbed his car that day, giving him a trace of pity.

Just this little sympathy is not enough to move him to save her.

"Let's go, Miss Zhiyue." He turned his head and said to Lin Zhiyue.

As soon as he raised his footsteps, a figure rushed over recklessly, threw himself in front of him, and grabbed his hand firmly.

Ye Chuqing raised her face, her pale face was full of panic, her eyes were moist with tears, she bit her lips and looked at him beggingly:

"Save me one more time, please."

It was Ye Chuqing who rushed over, she had no choice but to put all her eggs in one basket.

Thinking of Mo Fengya helping him, at least his character is better, maybe he will save himself again.

Mo Fengya frowned and looked at the woman who tightly grabbed his sleeve, his clothes were all wrinkled by her, his eyes were filled with impatience: [

"Why should I save you? I, Mo Fengya, am not a good person, and I will not sympathize with weak women, unless you can give me a good reason."