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He Ding Xian never bothered with the thoughts of others. He walked forward and pulled Zhu Rong Rong's arm and said: "Let's go."

Ling Shao Qi was startled, but still gave her his phone.

His phone was not locked, so Zhu Rong Rong opened it without a hitch. He entered his own cell phone number into it and dialed it.

She frankly said to him, "Thank you for saving me today. This is my phone number. If you need my help with anything, just call me in time. I will die for sure."

On Ling Shao Qi's face, a smile as warm as jade appeared, and he slowly replied: "Okay."

Zhu Rong Rong revealed a big smile to her, and then turned around and said listlessly: "Dashu, I can go now."

He Ding Xian walked forward without stopping, so Zhu Rong Rong could only follow and shout out: "Dashu, wait for me."

The host Xie Ke became anxious and quickly placed the microphone next to his mouth, "Four Young Masters, you haven't taken your painting yet."

"Money, I will arrange for people to transfer it to the charity account. As for the painting, you can arrange for people to send it to my company." He Ding Xian instructed, and turned to leave.

Zhu Rong Rong followed behind him, walked out of the hall and followed him into the elevator.

Seeing his unperturbed expression, Zhu Rong Rong didn't know why, but he was afraid that he would owe her wages. He quickly and carefully coaxed him: "Dashu, who made you angry? I'll help you hit him. "

"You." He Ding Xian's gaze landed on her body.

"Me?" Zhu Rong Rong pointed at herself, and shook her head: "It can't be?"

She thought for a while, then said as if she had just woken up from a dream, "I understand. You think I messed up the painting, 'Heaven of the Hyacinth', and you want compensation for it. You want to go into the police station, that would embarrass you, right?"

He Ding Xian suddenly reached out his hand and pinched her chin, the tip of his nose almost touching hers.

He coldly said without the slightest bit of anger: "Zhu Rong Rong, are you really stupid? Or are you playing dumb? "

Zhu Rong Rong was shocked by his appearance and immediately asked with a sullen face: "Dashu, what did I do wrong? "You told me to change it, but you had to settle the bill with me. We agreed on thirty thousand yuan."

He Ding Xian was angry and amused at the same time. He held Zhu Rong Rong's shoulder, held her in his arms, and whispered in her ears: "You want money, right? "I'll take you to a hotel. If you please me, I'll give you as much as you want!"

"No, I won't sell my body out! Am I that kind of person? " Zhu Rong Rong shook his head resolutely, showing his protest.

"It's not the first time anyway." He Ding Xian's large hands moved on her back.

Zhu Rong Rong was shocked. She was afraid that He Ding Xian would hit her hard when he was interested.

Just then the elevator door opened and she broke free and jumped out.

"Dashu, don't act recklessly. I only said that I wanted to be your partner, but that didn't mean I wanted to sleep with you." Zhu Rong Rong waved her hand in panic, and said with extreme fear.

Unexpectedly, He Ding Xian didn't force her anymore.

However, it could be seen that his mood was still not very good. He didn't know if it was something wrong with his business or something else.

He pointed at the car and said to Zhu Rong Rong: "Get in."

Zhu Rong Rong obediently sat on the front passenger seat. She actually leaned over and fastened the seat belt on her.

When his body covered Zhu Rong Rong's body, she was actually a little bit nervous.

He got into the driver's seat and drove.

On the way, he didn't say a word, nor did he play any music. The atmosphere in the car was very strange.

With a bitter face, Zhu Rong Rong mustered up the courage to ask: "Dashu, about our thirty thousand, when can we pay the bill?"

He Ding Xian's gaze was distant like water, he asked calmly: "You like Ling Shao Qi a lot?"

"Who is Ling Shao Qi?" Zhu Rong Rong tilted her head and thought for a moment, then suddenly realized something, "The big brother painter that you were talking about? I like him. "Hm, I guess so. But he is very handsome, very refined, very charming. And he himself is so talented, to be able to enchant tens of thousands of young girls is also within expectations."

"Because he just saved you?" He Ding Xian continued to ask.

"Is this also the reason? You don't know how urgent the situation was, I was almost taken to the police station and couldn't get through to you. Luckily, big brother painter descended from the sky and saved the beauty like a hero, hehe, if this were in ancient times, I would have definitely promised you my life. "

Zhu Rong Rong said happily as she was immersed in her own world.

"You really want to marry him?" The car made a sharp turn, causing Zhu Rong Rong to almost fall down.

Zhu Rong Rong thought for a moment before covering her face and saying: "Dashu, what kind of joke are you playing, I have only seen him once, and even if I want to marry him, we can do it after we get to know each other. Moreover, he doesn't like me, and I don't want to marry him even if I want to."

He Ding Xian did not speak anymore, and the car sped along the road like the wind.

After a long while, He Ding Xian stopped the car by the side of the road that was shining with neon lights, turned around and stared at her, then asked: "If the person who saved you was me, would you want to marry me?"

"Of course not! You are the Dashu! Besides, didn't you hire me as a companion to anger Sister Bing Bing Bing and Miss Xie? Otherwise, why would they bring me to places where they exist? " Zhu Rong Rong immediately put up her hands in protest.

After she finished speaking, she carefully asked again, "Dashu, in the end, when will you be giving us the thirty thousand? "You are so rich. You won't go back on your word, right?"

"Accompany me. I'll give you another thirty thousand." After He Ding Xian finished speaking, he suddenly dragged Zhu Rong Rong's body over, and brought her face close to hers.

Zhu Rong Rong struggled hard, wanting to push him away, but compared to him, her strength was not enough.

He Ding Xian was just like a wolf who had suffered a huge shock, as he bit down on Zhu Rong Rong's powder. Her tender red lips, intertwined with her own tongue, sucked on's lips. Sucking on her sweetness and his beauty.

Zhu Rong Rong hit him with her hand, but she didn't think that it would stimulate him even more.

He kissed her lips all the way down, nibbling on her snow-white neck, leaving kiss after kiss, as if he wanted to make a declaration that Zhu Rong Rong was his.

"Dashu, I have not agreed to accompany you to bed. I have only agreed to be your companion, don't act recklessly …" Zhu Rong Rong was about to cry, but her body was still uncontrollably tender. She felt weak.

"I'm not going to let you go to bed with me. This is a car, not a bed." He Ding Xian gasped for breath, and kissed her.