Chapter 1

It's night, cold as water.

The prosperity of Cloud City is reflected in the life of red lights, wine, and gold.

Dihao entertainment club is one of the most luxurious clubs in the city.

In the spacious KTV box, the music is extremely noisy.

Ji Qianchen, a pair of beautiful eyes, is intoxicated with misty silk, holding a cocktail in a small white and delicate hand, bending down to salute the person in front of him.

This man is languidly leaning on the black leather sofa chair. He is fat and fat. His tummy looks like a ball of leather.

"Uncle Chen, after drinking this wine, I hope you can keep your promise and lend 10 million yuan to my father to help Ji Jia get through this difficulty."

"Uncle Chen, I have been in the market for many years. Is he such a dishonest person?" The man called Uncle Chen, with his legs cocked, his round fingers tapping gently on the sofa, his turbid eyes glowing with cunning light, stared at the wine in Ji Qianchen's hand.

"Of course not." Ji Qianchen smiled, raised his glass freely, and drank it all at once.

After drinking through the throat, she felt hot and anxious all over her body. She has always been unable to drink. Today, she will come here. It's just that Ji Jia has no way to go.

Jijia clothing is in danger of bankruptcy at any time due to the failure of jidad's investment and the broken capital chain of the operation project.

Well, everything will be OK! From this moment on! From the end of her drink! Uncle Chen is a friend of my father's business field. He is a rich man and is good to her at ordinary times.

So, he will help their family.

"Uncle Chen, it's getting late. I'll go back first. You can remit the money to my father's account." Ji Qianchen picked up the bag on the sofa and was ready to leave.

"Wait, you want to leave before everything is finished?" Uncle Chen slapped the glass heavily on the tea table and got up to walk towards her.

Ji Qianchen's delicate brows are locked. He doesn't quite understand what he means: "Uncle Chen, is that you?"

Suddenly, a small flame in the body that could not be restrained came out.

What's going on?

How hot!

White, jade like forehead exudes fine, dense beads of sweat, delicate and beautiful face burns a cluster of bright clouds.

"Uncle Chen has been admiring you for a long time. Otherwise, how could he promise you to come and drink with me tonight? Ten million yuan. Do you think you will give me a few drinks, and I will give generously? Tonight, let me be happy. Hehe, I'll consider giving you 10 million more. " A fat hand grabbed her slender arm.

With a tug, her soft body fell into the sofa like this.

"Ah --"

the damned fat man actually wanted to be unfaithful to her.

Thanks to her uncle's call of Laotian, she is really stupid.

Hands on the sofa, want to spring up, the round beer belly mercilessly pressed up, the pressure of her whole body bones will burst.

What kind of pig feed does this fat man eat to grow up like this? It's fat and disgusting.

Ji Qianchen tried to push him away with all his strength, but his strength was just like that of an ant.

The pockmarked pig's face approached her little by little, and his hand caught her restless hands.

The cold touch relieved the dryness and heat in her body. The face in front of her turned into a shadow. She could not see his face clearly.

Ji Qianchen's slim little waist wriggled on the sofa like a water snake, which even aroused the desire of the man on his body: "well, it's hard, it's hot!"

The ferocious and ugly face exudes the light of greedy desire. The man leans down to look for the zipper of her dress and kisses the sexy red lip of her.

"Get away from me." Ji Qianchen opens his beautiful eyes, recovers a little consciousness, raises a foot and kicks him vigorously.