Peige had to stop, took a glass of glittering yellow champagne from the waiter's hand, leaned against the bar and drank slowly. The pain of the wound on her back became deeper and deeper, and painfully wanted her to shed tears.

When Ji Ziming noticed something wrong with Peige, he looked through the crowded crowd around him. Looking at Peige, who was pale at the moment, he couldn't help but wake up the alarm.

"Go and see what happened to madam."

Ji Ziming whispered to He Yun nearby.

"It's the president."

He Yun raised his head, which also found something wrong with Peige. His face was slightly white, but the cold sweat on Peige's forehead was obvious.

After he Yun said that, he walked out of the crowded crowd and came to Peige's side. Leaving aside those annoying women, he whispered, "madam, are you not feeling well?"

The closer he got to Peige, he Yun found that Peige's body shook more violently. At the moment Peige spoke, he Yun was startled.

"I'm fine. You don't have to worry. Tell president Ji and let him deal with those things properly. I just need to have a rest here now. I walk too much and I'm a little tired."

Peige said that, he slowly opened the chair beside him and sat down. The action was not very violent, but the wound on his back seemed to be torn and hurt to the heart of his bones.

"Hiss."

Peige whispered out of pain, and his delicate eyebrows were full of forbearance. Because he turned his back to Ji Ziming, Ji Ziming could not see the pain on Peige's face at the moment. Otherwise, he would not put her down and lie down in a chair to rest.

The women around are trying to find goals. This is not only a career competition between men, but also a charm competition between women. Only when they find a happy husband, there will be countless such high-end banquets in the future.

Even if Ji Ziming is second to Jingcheng, he can't.

All the women are constantly looking for goals. They are rejected by the goals and continue to look for new goals. But it's strange that no one dares to talk to Ji Ziming. Even Pei Ge is coldly left aside by those women. It seems that she is not only Ji Ziming's woman, but also the hostess of tonight's guests, but she has not been nodded by any woman.

He Yun looked at Pei Ge sitting on the chair, and the shaking of his body seemed to be gone. Then he turned and walked to Ji Ziming and replied in a low voice, "president, it's all right. My wife is just tired."

"Are you sure?"

Ji Ziming looked at Peige. He had never seen such Peige before. He would give up the opportunity to find a new partner for his company. He sat on the sofa alone, even with a strong sense of decadence.

"I'm sure. Madam just said she was tired, but I found a cold sweat on Peggy's forehead. Is the air conditioner in the lobby too full?"

He Yun doesn't know, so he just tells his illusion.

Ji Ziming suddenly remembered the wound on Peige's back. He was surprised and quickly put the red wine in his hand in the waiter's tray next to him. He wanted to see if Peige was ok now.

At the moment, Pei Ge sitting in the chair has no strength at all. He can't stand up and walk, turn around and look at Ji Ziming, and muster all his strength to answer Ji Ziming's words.

The wound on her back seemed to be getting more and more painful, and it was more and more necessary to paralyze her nerves. The tear was like an abyss. It was almost necessary to swallow all Peige's emotions, without even a trace of strength to shout out pain.

The whole person slumped in the chair and sank into the soft cushion. When Peige was about to fall to the ground, a pair of big hands held her in time, but Peige, who was in a coma, cried out in pain because he touched the wound behind Peige.

The voice is not loud, but it hurts in Ji Ziming's ear.

The whole person was nervous. Looking at the woman in front of him, Ji Ziming was worried and blamed himself for letting Peige go to the bar and let her sit alone.

"President, madam..."

He Yun followed Ji Ziming's footsteps, came over and looked at Peige's bloodless cheek, paler than he had just seen. The whole person was soft and breathless, and generally leaned against Ji Ziming's arms.

"Go to the doctor, come on!"

Ji Ziming yelled. All the servants around him, men and women, ran to Ji Ziming and Peige in order, waiting for Ji Ziming to speak, as if they had rehearsed before.

Ji Ziming didn't expect Peige to be like this. His heart was numb. He rationally ordered the servants around them to do what they were going to do next. A princess hugged Peige out.

Because his strong arm hurt the wound behind Pei Ge, Pei Ge lowered his eyes and lay down in Ji Ziming's arms. His voice was as small as silk, but echoed in Ji Ziming's eardrum. All the noise around him could not be heard. He could only hear Pei GE's voice and her low nightmare voice.

Although Pei GE's face turned white, the temperature on her body was so hot that Ji Ziming had to quickly take Pei Ge upstairs to the presidential suite. He couldn't afford to lose her again and again. This is more painful than killing him. What makes Ji Ziming more painful is that she can't share the pain she suffered for Peige.

If I can, I am willing to put all your pain on me, just because I love you, just because I can't lose you.

Ji Ziming's eyes were cold and cold. He looked at the people around him and fell into a look of surprise. Only Qu jingwan, who was not far away, seemed to know everything. He doubted again in his heart.

But because of what Peige said to him before, Ji Ziming shook slightly in his heart. He will find out who is behind all this. He will let go of the person who dares to do it to his woman, and even won't give him a chance to beg for mercy.

"President, we are here. We will comfort the guests. Please take your wife upstairs."

The head of the waiter, with a dignified face, comforted Ji Ziming and said, "Madam will be fine. I have the guest list for today. I'll send it to you later."

"OK."

Ji Ziming's voice is very cold. No one can stop him from doing what he wants to do, but I'm afraid there won't be much time for those who do it to his women.

"President, please hurry up. Manager he has gone to the doctor. The doctor is in the hotel. When you get upstairs, the doctor will also arrive."

The leader is very calm. There are no few such gatherings arranged by him. Ji Ziming has considered all aspects.