Sweet seduction: The petite lady

Chapter 4 Touched her dirty things, I don't like to keep them
He raised his leg and walked over, the man's face turned pale, and he didn't know whether it was from fright or pain.

Seeing Ji Heng approaching, the man glanced back, and the exit was threatening: "You...you think about it, I am... but the... prince of Jingjian Group... Zhai Yu..."

Ji Heng raised the corners of his lips, prince?Who sealed it?What's more, how dare a mere Jingjian use it to threaten him?
The thin lips parted slightly, and the voice was deep and magnetic, with a touch of coolness, and it fell into everyone's ears unhurriedly.

"Does Boss Zhai of Jingjian know that you are so unruly outside?"

While speaking, Ji Heng's foot stepped on his wrist again, and the force on his foot continued to increase, as if it was going to break his wrist.

No matter how stupid Zhai Yu was, he knew that he had offended a big shot.But he just came back from Australia, so he really doesn't know who this person is.

The pain in his wrist became more severe, making his lips tremble. He raised his eyes to look at Ji Heng, and asked his own question: "You... who are you?"

"Ji Heng."

Ji Heng explained his identity straightforwardly, but Zhai Yu's pupils dilated, and his eyes were full of horror.

What?Ji... Ji Heng?Ji?

He remembered that his father said a few days ago that this Ji Heng was a good curry, otherwise he might buy Jingjian on a whim one day, after all, Jingjian is not as good as it used to be.

After knowing his identity, Zhai Yu lost all strength and hurriedly begged for mercy, with an urgent tone: "Please, please let me go, I won't dare anymore...I won't dare anymore... My father... my father has cooperated with Ji's..."

Ji Heng looked down at him, the corners of his crimson lips curled up, and a smile appeared on his face, as beautiful as a red plum blooming in the silent snowy night, people couldn't move their eyes away.

"I don't like to keep her dirty things after touching her."

As the words fell, the man's shrill voice sounded again, his body shrunk into a shrimp, and his other hand wanted to push Ji Heng's foot away, but he couldn't move it no matter what.

The sound of bones breaking could be heard clearly in his ears, and the excruciating pain caused his whole body to convulse, his facial muscles began to twitch, and he kept rolling his eyes.

Ji Heng raised his eyelids, his eyelashes fluttered up and down, his voice was low and cold: "Knife."

Assistant Chen didn't dare to delay at all, but he really didn't bring a knife. He looked around, and quickly handed the dregs of the wine glass that fell to the ground to Ji Heng, and said tremblingly: "Mr. Ji, no... no knife... "

Ji Heng glanced at him, making Assistant Chen feel that his neck was cold, and he lowered his head like an ostrich cowardly.

Ji Heng lowered his head, the upper part of the goblet was dropped, and the current part is uneven, and the tip of a gap is very protruding, like a knife edge.

Ji Heng hooked his lips, and stretched out his hand to take it. A cold light flashed across his peach eyes, and the next second, the tip passed through Zhai Yu's palm. It also gushed out from the palm of my hand, staining the floor red in no time.

The people around took a lot of steps back in fright, some turned their heads and didn't dare to look, some screamed several times, and some were so frightened that they didn't make a sound.

As if nothing happened, Ji Heng moved his feet away, took the handkerchief handed over by Assistant Chen, and wiped his hands slowly, with an elegant posture and a dignified appearance, not at all like the ruthless man just now.

(End of this chapter)