Jiang Fengming just turns his body to the French window, and a touch of worry melts between his eyes.
Leng Shaoheng no longer spends time with him. He strides away from Zhanfeng building and restarts his vehicle to drive to the intersection of K city expressway.
……
"Boom!"
With the sound of thunder and the pouring rain, Shen Qingqing left in a hurry without an umbrella. Now she can only cover her forehead with her hands, but it doesn't help.
The strong wind made the branches dance wildly, and some of the branches broke out of thin air.
Shen Qingqing slightly narrowed her eyes, looked down on the road by the rain, and sped up towards the intersection.
Suddenly, a piece of iron sheet on the plaque on her head was blown down by the wind, just hit her feet, and she was just passing by.
Only after face-to-face contact with the God of death did she realize how reckless she was today. No wonder Jiang Fengming was angry.
It's because she doesn't take safety seriously. She's too aggressive!
So God, this is a lesson for her, let her be trapped in K City, drenched in the storm, there is a home can't go back.
Shen Qingqing stepped on the rain and came to the side of the road. As she thought, there was no car and no one on the road.
She had to find a shop under the eaves of shelter, quietly waiting for the typhoon to pass.
She was so wet that even her shoes were full of water, but she didn't care much. She hugged her arm and leaned against the wall, trying to give herself some warmth.
Not far away came the voices of several men laughing and scolding. She looked out and found that they were the ones who had drunk and rowed in the warehouse before.
"I said, you are a real smoker when you come out to buy cigarettes in this weather!" One of the men said with a smile.
"Hey, just now you argued that there was not enough wine. You came out to buy wine. Now you blame me!" The other side is not satisfied with his attitude.
"Well, why do you think there's someone else?" Another man found Shen Qingqing's figure and interrupted their conversation.
The three of them came towards her with their umbrellas. They were surprised to see Shen Qingqing's embarrassed face.
"Well, isn't this the woman in the barn just now? Why are you here? "
"Mostly want to go home, the result of the typhoon did not leave it!"
One of the men touched his beard and said with a smile to the silent Shen Qingqing, "little sister, look how wet you are. Come to my brother, and he will take you home!"
Shen Qingqing frowned and stepped back to avoid his outstretched hand.
"Ah, I didn't hear from the boss. She's the one of Zhanfeng. How dare you move her?" Someone's blocking the way.
"What exhibition wind? They are thousands of miles away from here. Can they come here to save her now?" Said the man in a loud voice.
He turned to Shen Qingqing and came over to her. "Just now in the warehouse, I thought you were pretty. It was the boss. He didn't know how to pity you and drove you out. Don't worry. If your brother doesn't drive you away, he will love you very much."
Shen Qingqing was shocked, but she had already retired. She stuck her body tightly to the wall and said, "don't come here, I'll call the police!"
"Sister, now this bad weather, not to mention the police, you report that no one will come to save you!" The man's laughter is more wanton, that pair of dirty black palm has grasped her shoulder.
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