Chapter 2

"Ah..." The fat man frowned with pain, put his hands under him, rolled to the side of the sofa, and cried loudly.

Ji Qianchen did not dare to delay for a moment. He grabbed his bag and rushed out of the box.

The wild horse in her body told her that she had been drugged and she had to leave as soon as possible.

"Dead girl, stop for me." The fat man covered his crotch, walked to the door, and instructed the bodyguard and the secretary who were waiting at the door, "hurry up, catch the dead girl for me, and don't let me run to the mouth of the game."

"OK, Mr. Chen, catch up!"

A group of people came after him. Ji Qianchen kept running through the corridor, shouting for help as he ran. Finally ran to the elevator.

Trembling fingers, keep pressing on the arrow downstairs.

Why hasn't the elevator come down?

"There's no way to escape, is there?" Chubby chuckles, as if his body is still in pain.

Next to him stood the bodyguard at the bottom of his hand, who kept him around.

Is she really doomed today?

, however, even if she could not escape, she had to fight hard, her little hand opened the zipper of the bag, and prepared to take out her own anti wolf spray from it.

Look at the floor where the elevator is located. There are five floors left. The elevator door can be opened.

After she finished spraying, she immediately got into the elevator, closed the elevator door and escaped.

This is the best way she can plan to save herself now.

"Uncle Chen, it turns out you are such a person. I can see through you." Ji Qianchen's nervous retreat made his body more and more uncomfortable.

"Don't say that you can see through. Even if you can see through, you can carry her to my compartment." After a chuckle, the fat man solemnly orders the bodyguards around him.

"Yes, Mr. Chen." The two bodyguards with big bodies walked towards her.

"Asshole, I can't kill you." Ji Qianchen stepped back and quickly took out the wolf spray. He was about to shoot them both.

Ding -

lift door just opened, Ji Chen feet bottom empty, fell into the lift, the wolf spray in hand to roll down in the lift room.

Assie!

She was very upset that she didn't spray them to death.

How cool, how soft, how comfortable!

Behind her, she seemed to lean against a cotton wall, and there was a constant cold at any time.

Those bodyguards in front who are not dead hearted and are ready to rush in and grab people, as well as Uncle Chen, the dead pig head, not only dare not rush in again, they are still in the same place, their expressions are the same as seeing ghosts, and they are in the same sync as gods.

It's hard. What a ghost is she leaning on?

Looking back.

Behind him stood a man, a man, a very tall and handsome man.

The shaved face seems to be the magic work of God. A pair of indifferent and deep brown eyes are cold and fierce. The good-looking sword eyebrows are tight and frown. The two thin and cool lips are sexy and curled into an arc.

The tall and straight figure is like a mountain, wearing a silver gray hand-made suit, with a strong chest close to her back, and a chill around her.

The handsome man, but this face, so familiar ah, like the first year of her freshman year, she fell in love at first sight, passionate pursuit of that God.

But she was not sure. After all, four years later, she could not remember his face.

The eyes gradually lose focus, the people in front of them are indistinct, and the brain seems to be about to explode.

Behind him stood a man in a black suit called Rob, with a handsome face and metal rimmed glasses.

"Young master, I'll take care of it here." Rob stepped forward and stepped out of the elevator.