Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Chapter 119 The Disliked Ugly Duckling 43

Qing Wan subconsciously tensed his mind, and when he tried to step back, Bai Jinghe suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"What are you afraid of?" He curled his lips and smiled, "Aren't you going to the hospital? I'll take you there."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Qing Wan to answer, he dragged the person into the car.

On the way to the hospital, no one spoke. Bai Jinghe lowered his eyes and carefully wiped the blood off Qing Wan's hand with a wet tissue.

The action was extremely gentle, but Qing Wan felt a little creepy.

She stared at him warily, knowing that this guy must be planning something big.

But he remained calm until his wounds were treated and he returned home.

Not right.

It's not right.

Qing Wan frowned slightly, but when she turned around, she saw Bai Jinghe standing in the shadow of the door, slowly unbuttoning his sleeves.

His movements were very graceful, and the rolled-up cuffs revealed his cold white forearms, with bulging muscles and slightly protruding veins.

As if he noticed Qing Wan's gaze, he slowly opened his eyelids and smiled with the corners of his lips.

"The wound on your neck hurts, doesn't it?"

Qing Wan felt a sense of danger in his heart. He silently tensed his body and gave Bai Jinghe a stiff smile.

"It's okay. It doesn't hurt too much."

"is it?"

The curve of Bai Jinghe's lips was abnormally curved, and he stepped closer to Qingwan step by step in his leather shoes.

The sound of footsteps in the silence was like a revenant song, making her subconsciously want to step back.

But there was a bed behind her, and she accidentally fell on it.

Almost at the same time, Bai Jinghe let out a chuckle from his chest, and the next second he pressed Qing Wan down on the bed.

"It turns out that it's because it doesn't hurt that you're so bold."

The cold fingertips stroked her jaw lovingly, and the itchy feeling made her scalp tingle.

She wanted to struggle, but Bai Jinghe clamped her wrists and pressed them tightly above her head. The absolute suppression of power did not leave her with even the slightest chance to resist.

"That's so naughty."

Bai Jinghe sighed softly, "Baby, do you still remember what I told you?"

His lips were intimately pressed against the soft flesh of Qing Wan's neck. Without waiting for her to answer, he smiled faintly and said, "I told you not to do it again, otherwise—"

"I will cut off the flesh of that man in front of you, piece by piece, and place it in front of you."

"I will let you watch him die in agony."

The cold tone was strangely gentle, and he continued to kiss her neck infatuatedly, like a wild animal sniffing to make sure his female was not tainted with other scents.

Qing Wan avoided the attack and wanted to speak, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Bai Jinghe's fingertips reached into her mouth with incredible accuracy and pressed down on the tip of her tongue roughly.

"Shh, baby, don't talk, I don't want to hear anything now."

"The only thing you can do now is to pray that Gao Chuan can run faster. Otherwise, I will let him have a taste of what real pain is."

As soon as the last syllable of the fierce tone fell, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit the soft flesh on Qingwan's neck.

There was no sign of restraint in the force, the tip of the teeth pierced the flesh in an instant, and the smell of blood hit Bai Jinghe's mouth, making his pupils dilate rapidly with excitement.

Qing Wan groaned in pain and subconsciously bit the fingertips in his mouth.

This was undoubtedly another kind of stimulation for Bai Jinghe.

He stretched out his tongue to lick the blood beads on Qing Wan's neck. His eyes were filled with deep obsession. His fingertips stirred Qing Wan's tongue tip as if he didn't feel any pain.

"My dear, since you don't feel the pain, I will teach you carefully tonight."

The wet and hot tip of the tongue moved down along the collarbone, and in Qingwan's flushed eyes, there was an ambiguity in the room.

At the same time, the discussion about the Qingwan movie on the Internet has reached an unprecedented level.

Originally, this movie was a big IP, with countless capitals behind it, and Qingwan's performance was beyond everyone's expectations.

So a huge explosion was bound to happen, and the blogger Tian Yishui, who had originally cursed the most, quickly apologized on a live broadcast.

"I'm sorry, I'm short-sighted. I've never seen a true genius, so I just jumped to conclusions."

She bowed deeply towards the camera, but the next second she moved closer to the camera, her expression changing from serious to disbelief.

"But this is really too exaggerated. Is this really her first time acting? Really?!"

"I almost cried to death in the cinema, especially when the ending theme played. Do you know how exaggerated it was? The whole cinema was crying!"

"And she composed and sang the ending theme song. Oh my god, I almost couldn't walk out of the cinema!"

There was also a lot of amazement on the barrage, but when Qing Wan was mentioned, some people would always think of Ming Zijin who had just been released from prison.

[I always feel like she has some mental problems. Today I saw a video of her holding a knife and yelling for no apparent reason, like a madman.]

[The most important thing is that she called Huahua's name, so scary! ]

[So daddy must protect Huahua well! ! ]

……

Ming Zijin curled up in the corner, biting her nails nervously, and kept reading the comments about her on the Internet as if she was doing self-torture.

Those vicious words once all belonged to Ming Xiwen, but now, the situation is completely reversed.

8532 reminded coldly: [You only have one year. The only way to go now is to follow Ming Xiwen's example and go the black-and-red route, and then finally whitewash your reputation and reverse it.]

Ming Zijin released her bitten and bleeding fingertips, and of course she knew what she was going to do next.

But before she could apply for a live broadcast account, the rusty iron door was suddenly kicked open.

Qiao Qingzhu, who was cleaning the house, was frightened and turned around to see Liu Ce, a yellow-haired man, standing at the door with a few strong men, looking at them with sneer.

"Tsk, it was really easy for me to find it."

He walked into the shabby rental house with his hands in his pockets, kicked away the debris at his feet casually, and snorted.

"Qiao Qingzhu, the money you borrowed has come due. You told me that as long as your daughter comes out, you can pay her back no matter how much it is."

Ming Zijin's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. She slowly stood up and asked in a hoarse voice, "How much?"

Liu Ce opened his eyelids, and the light in his eyes was dim and difficult to distinguish.

"No more, no less, just five million including principal and interest. I'm sure a big star can easily come up with that."

The numbers in the words hit Ming Zijin's ears, making her whole body shake.

She glanced at Qiao Qingzhu, who looked away guiltily and carefully put his hands behind his back.

But Ming Zijin still saw that the bracelets and watches on her wrists were both high-end brands worth no less than six figures.

I should have thought of it earlier. She will never change!