Chapter 66: Heart is in chaos

It was already past eight o'clock in the afternoon, and the dusk gradually spread over the city. The pedestrians on the street were all walking hurriedly, with serious and solemn expressions on their faces, as if they were rushing to a funeral between relatives and friends.

Shang Rong drove his car around the street aimlessly.

Zheng Gang's incident made him anxious. Although he repeatedly sorted out his ideas, he could not figure it out.

You have another suspicion of killing someone to silence you!

When he thought of Zheng Gang's words, Shang Rong couldn't help but tremble. He reached into his pocket to touch the cigarettes. He found that he was not carrying it. He parked the car in front of a building on Beijing Road, walked to a supermarket to buy a bag of Yuxi, and then lit one while sucking it while falling into deep thought.

Sorry, smoking is not allowed here.

Shang Rong woke up and looked up to see a security guard standing in front of him, wearing a new security suit and armed belt, looking at him with a vigilant look.

Oh shit!

I thought it was a policeman!

Shang Rong suddenly felt that he was so funny. He actually felt like he was full of plants and trees. Is it that I just had a little courage?

If this is the case, it would be better to hand over the money.

But, is it possible?

He had tasted the taste of having no money when he had just divorced. Now that he has reached this point, there is almost no way out.

First of all, Zheng Gang would not let him go easily. Even if Shang Rong returned all the money to him, Zheng Gang would not be willing to give up. That person was already perverted. His ultimate goal was to pass on the threat of death he had experienced to him.

In addition, Qi Shundong, who has now become his irreconcilable enemy.

Besides, Shang Rong is no longer alone now. He now has Zihui, Zhang Yan, Xiaoyu, Gao Yàn...

I have a career and a group of brothers who rely on him to make a living...

Finally, there are Jin Sheng's eyes that are dying with no eyes.

All of this reminds him that he cannot let go!

Never give up!

Must fight to the end.

However, Shang Rong also understood that this would be a desperate battle.

After leaving the supermarket, Shang Rong didn't know where to go. At this time, he didn't want to go home. Since Zhang Yan took refuge in Beijing, her home was always deserted. Zi Hui is now like a hardworking little bee, leaving early and returning late all day, and she is very busy.

I can fall asleep quickly when I lay in bed at night.

Although Shang Rong was so eager, he couldn't bear to ravage her when he saw the woman so tired, and his woman felt sorry for her!

Looking up at the sky that was gradually darkening, Shang Rong remembered Qi Xiaoya. Her modeling company was not far from here. Since breaking up with him last time, although she often got news about her from Gao Yiàn, she had never met her. Thinking of what she said when flirting with Gao Yiàn in the morning, an indescribable hunger arose in Shang Rong's heart.

Take a walk with me every week?

Little beauty, you didn't keep your promise!

Now is the time. Today, only you can comfort my brother's lonely heart.

Shang Rong threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it hard with his feet. He jumped into the car and searched for his comfort without hesitation.

At this moment, Qi Xiaoya has not officially got off work. She just signed a contract with a Northeast fashion company two days ago. Her modeling team will make an advertisement for several summer clothing produced by the company. The company is very generous and does not argue about funding issues. Although the other party's project manager has verbally sexually harassed her several times, but when Xiaoya helplessly lifted her disdainful old man out, the other party never dared to take advantage of her. It seems that the sign of the Public Security Bureau Director is still very lethal.

Let’s get to rehearse here today. Remember, the official shooting will start the day after tomorrow. You have to work overtime tomorrow...

Xiaoya spoke to the four or five models who were about to disperse. She glanced at the window and saw a sleeping car slowly sliding to the door and stopped. Then she saw the man get out of the car and walk into the building.

Everyone can go back...

Xiaoya found that her voice was a little trembling. She waved to several models and hurriedly ran to the second floor and walked into her small room. She closed the door and gasped against it, feeling indescribable nervousness.

With his eyes floating, he saw himself in the mirror opposite.

A melon-shaped face was a touch of redness, a little sweat was seen on his forehead, and a strand of hair was stuck there. A dress of practice clothes wrapped the youthful body in a straight manner, especially the two lumps on his chest were rising and falling like waves.

Why, why is this happening? Is he that scary?

By the way, he is a criminal?

Xiaoya seemed happy that she had found a reason to be nervous, although this reason seemed so reluctant.

I can't let this criminal see my miserable appearance.

Xiaoya quickly rushed to the mirror, picked up the comb and combed her hair quickly a few times, and then suddenly remembered something, and it drifted to the bed like the wind, quickly tidying up several magazines and clothes on the bed.

Just then, the door was knocked.

Xiaoya barely adjusted her breathing evenly and asked tremblingly: Who, wait a moment...

Then he grabbed a shirt from the bed and put it on his body, then tidied his hair in front of the mirror, then walked to the door, took a deep breath, and slowly opened the door.