Chapter 22, Filled a Few Times

ly come over""You've been there for so long, I should go take a look, shouldn't I" he said. "I'll send you my flight number on WeChat in a while."Back in the office, Jiang Mingzhu received her flight...Jiang Mingzhu stayed in Zheng Linxu's room for almost two hours before coming down.

Fortunately, Zheng Linxu's condition was not serious today. After taking the medicine, he improved a lot.

Later, Sansan made a video call. Jiang Mingzhu chatted with her and forgot about time until Zheng Linshu reminded her, then she remembered to go back.

Zheng Linshu originally wanted to give it to her, but Jiang Mingzhu quickly refused. She hailed a Didi, then took Zheng Linshu's new bag downstairs.

Jiang Mingzhu made an appointment with the driver to meet in the basement. After stepping out of the elevator, she looked around.

I didn't see the car, but I saw a familiar figure.

In the deserted, dimly lit basement of a hotel, Zhou Li stood at a distance, her gloomy gaze fixed upon her.

Jiang Mingzhu's brain went blank. Before she could figure out what was happening, Zhou Li had already dragged her into the car.

The man roughly threw her onto the back seat. Jiang Mingzhu's head hit the other side of the car window, and the bag in her hand fell to the ground. Instinctively, she wanted to pick it up.

She had just bent down when Zhou Li grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her back harshly.

His head was forced to tilt upward, making eye contact with him.

In his eyes, anger was palpable, visible in the blackness of his pupils. The veins on his forehead were also prominent, standing out against his skin.

His voice, even more so, was like ice chips, "This is what you call a checkup"

Jiang Mingzhu couldn't answer. The back of her neck was being squeezed painfully, and she raised her hand to stop him. At this moment, Zhou Li saw the watch on her wrist.

Zhou Li loosened her grip on the back of her neck and turned to grasp her wrist.

The limited edition Longines ladies' watch, this one is almost eight figures in price.

And the Hermes on the ground, he had noticed it long ago. Neither his watch nor his bag was on when Jiang Mingzhu left this morning.

Jiang Mingzhu knew he had seen Zheng Linshu, "Are you following me"

Ginger Mingzhu's attitude wasn't very good. She furrowed her brows, seeming impatient, a stark contrast to how she was when facing Zheng Rinxu.

"Are you feeling guilty" Zhou Li questioned her. "Was Zheng Linxu the one who sent you here"

"No." Jiang Mingzhu denied it without hesitation, but there was no conviction in her voice.

Zhou Li loosened his grip on Ginger Mingzhu, took out his phone, opened the photo album, and held the phone up to Ginger Mingzhu's eyes.

Inside, there are pictures of her and Zheng Lin together today, even videos.

Ginger Mingzhu guessed what Zhou Li wanted to do, her breath gradually becoming heavy, "What do you want to do"

From Zhou Li: “I resign from the peak, part ways with Zhan Yanqing, get out of my sight.”

An unsurprising request.

Jiang Mingzhu grabbed his wrist, pleadingly looking at him, "Brother, don't force me like this, I only like you."

Hearing her melodramatic voice, Zhou Li's tone became even colder. "Coming down from another man's bed and saying such things, don't you find it disgusting"

"I don't," Jiang Mingzhu defended. "You know this is the first time for both of us."

How many times has it been patched

Jiang Mingzhu's face turned pale and then red. She once again witnessed how vicious this dog could be with its words.

She put on a sorrowful expression, lowered her head and wiped her eyes, adopting the most vulnerable posture. "Can you delete the photos"

He ignored the Zhouli's words and coldly watched her act.

Playing the victim wouldn't work. Jiang Mingzhu changed her tactics, sticking to him like glue, "Brother, please."

Her hands were already wreaking havoc on his body.

Zhou Li only felt a surge of demonic fire burning wildly within him. He pressed her hand, his gaze falling upon her lips, “Is this how you usually seek Zheng Linxu’s attention”

Ginger Mingzhu suddenly smiled.

Zhou Li's face grew even darker.

Ginger Mingzhu sat between Zhou Li's legs, facing away from him. She wrapped her arms around his neck from behind and tilted her head up so her lips brushed against his ear.

"Brother, you seem a bit jealous, don't you"

She spoke, her body rubbing restlessly against him, the tips of her toes scratching at his calf. "Brother, delete the photos, I'll do anything."

"Is that so" Zhou Li's arm suddenly shot up, seizing her neck from behind. His movements were rough, his voice icy cold, "Then show me the skills you used to serve Zheng Linxu, and start pleasing me."ht."Jiang Mingzhu just smiled without speaking. Although Zhan Yanqing was a bit dissolute, he was still the product of elite education, and his intelligence was undeniable.Once he has doubts about Jia...