Hundreds of billions of marriage favors: marry a wealthy young lady

Chapter 407 The face is bloody...

Zhou Na's birthday party was very grand.

All the friends who have a relationship and some rich second-generation and rich third-generation acquaintances in the upper-class circle also came to join in.

Zhou Na held Mr. Yang's arm affectionately, just like Mrs. Yang's wife.

A group of people ate, drank and played until the early hours of the morning.

Mr. Yang and Zhou Na both drank too much, and they were going to drive back to Xianggui to continue after they left the hotel.

In the night, Mr. Yang drunkenly opened the driver's door to get in the car.

A few people suddenly rushed out from the darkness next to them and pulled Mr. Yang aside. Two people held down Zhou Na who was drunk, and one of them grabbed her hair and smashed her face with a dagger. Draw.

Immediately blood dripped.

"Ah..." Zhou Na screamed in pain.

Mr. Yang suddenly sobered up, "What are you going to do? I'm going to call the police now..."

"Mr. Yang, Mrs. Yang is waiting for you at home." One of the gangsters said.

In less than 2 minutes, this group of people disappeared again.

Zhou Na covered her bloody face and rolled on the ground in pain, "My face, my face..."

Shu Nuan, who stood aside and witnessed everything, was carrying a famous bag with a sarcastic expression on her face, put her mobile phone into the bag, turned and left the hotel.

Zhou Na deliberately ridiculed her when she had a miscarriage. She had disliked Zhou Na for a long time, and found out that Mrs. Yang was a jealous tigress, so she deliberately tipped off Mrs. Yang.

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In the spacious and clean room, a slender and fair young woman was lying on the messy bed with marks all over her body, with a tired and drowsy face.

The slender white arms hung down on the edge of the bed.

There was no trace of warmth or emotion in Rong Jun's warm eyes. When he heard the phone vibrate, he got up, wrapped a towel around his waist, and went out to answer the phone.

"The matter has been settled." The person on the other end of the phone said, "From now on, no one will go out with a Xixi face to show off."

Rong Jun put down his cell phone, and the color of pain and guilt overflowed from his emotionless warm eyes.

There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom. Rong Jun stood under the shower with his eyes closed, exuding a noble and gloomy aura around him.

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Early the next morning, Lu Shaochen also received a call.

Zhou Na's face was ruined.

On the surface, Mrs. Yang found someone to do it, but in fact, he knew that Rong Jun was behind it.

That's fine too.

Song Yanxi is dead, and everything about Song Yanxi should have disappeared.

Moreover, death is the most important thing, and if she continues to use her face to cheat, it is also a kind of disrespect to the deceased.

Lu Shaochen put away his phone, gently opened the door and looked at Chu Jiaren who was still asleep.

Silently hide the guilt in my heart, forever sealed in dust.

He has already hurt a woman, and he doesn't want to hurt the woman he cares about the most.

Chu Jiaren woke up at this moment, opened her eyes, and saw Lu Shaochen's charming black eyes shining with affectionate light.

"Morning!" Lu Shaochen kissed Chu Jiaren.

"When did you come here?" Chu Jiaren rubbed her sleepy eyes.

"I just came here, and I'll bring you breakfast." Lu Shaochen held the thermos in his hand, "Come over here to see our daughter!"

Now Lu Shaochen is not only going to the company but also visiting his wife and children in the hospital. It seems that he has become a husband and father.

He is no longer the fun-loving, hippie-smiling young master of a wealthy family who is not serious all day long.

"Wife, the doctor said that you and your daughter will be discharged from the hospital in half a month." Lu Shaochen said as he took out the exquisite breakfast from the thermos.

"I heard that the face is bloody and bloody..." Two nurses walked and chatted outside the open ward door.

Lu Shaochen walked over and closed the door of the ward tightly.

Chu Jiaren didn't know that Zhou Na was the one whose face was slashed bloody by the nurse's gossip.

(End of this chapter)