Looking for Love and Marriage: Mr. President Forgive Me

Han Meng was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"

Han Zheng sneered: "You know what I mean. I'm just a daughter like you. I don't care if you throw my whole family into it. But, is it worth it just for your comfort?"

Han Meng was speechless, and looked down at the wound on her finger. At this moment, no blood flowed out.

Han Zheng sighed: "In my opinion, that Zhao Zixun is very good, you are still considered high-ranking, so don't be stubborn."

Han Meng shook her head: "But Zhao Zixun is really not the same as me."

Han Zheng's face was ugly: "He and you are not the same way, so is Qi Tianchen?"

Han Meng stood up and said in a very impatient tone, "I have to go out first, so you should have a good rest."

After she finished speaking, she put on her coat, picked up her handbag, and strode out.

Han Zheng's face turned pale: "It's already this time, where are you going?"

Han Meng didn't answer him, and had already left the villa.

Han Zheng sighed: "Why did I raise such a careless one!"

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It was already dusk, and there were more and more customers in the bar.

Han Meng threw off her coat and stepped onto the dance floor alone.

She danced very well, and even though she was a little drunk now, she still didn't mess up her steps.

Han Meng has an excellent figure, is dressed in an extraordinarily fashionable and sexy manner, and has exquisite facial features, which quickly attracted the attention of many people.

At some point beside her, a tall and thin man leaned over and put one hand on her shoulder: "Beauty, let's dance together."

Han Meng narrowed her eyes and looked at him: "Okay..."

The man directly put his arms around her waist: "Beauty, what's your surname, why didn't you bring your boyfriend with you?"

Han Meng shook her head: "My boyfriend is still in his mother's stomach!"

The man laughed loudly: "You are so humorous..."

The two of you said one sentence to another, and they talked about irrelevant topics, which were speculative.

After a piece of music was over, Han Meng planned to go back to her seat. She just drank a lot of wine and felt a little dizzy at this moment.

But the man followed, sat down opposite her, and then poured her another glass of wine: "You are the most tasteful woman I have ever seen here, let's make friends."

Han Meng didn't take the wine glass he handed over, and waved his hand: "I've already drank a lot, and if I drink any more, I won't be able to walk..."

The man chuckled, his eyes flicked from her chest: "What are you afraid of if you can't walk, I'll take you back."

Han Meng shook her head: "Forget it, I don't know you, if you are a bad person, won't you suffer?"

The man picked up the wine glass by himself and took a sip of the fragrant red wine: "I don't know if you are really drunk or not. It seems inappropriate to talk like that."

Han Meng smiled and said: "What's inappropriate, what I'm telling is the truth, I'm not a bad person, why do you keep pestering me like this?"

The smile on the man's face was even bigger: "If you're not a bad person, can't you talk and dance with you? I really like you, miss, that's why I'm courteous. There's really no malice in it."

Although Han Meng was somewhat drunk, she was not drunk to a certain extent. She was wary of the man in front of her.

She took her mobile phone out of her handbag, planning to make a call home and ask someone to come pick her up.It can also frighten a man so that he does not dare to think too much about himself.

However, there is nothing in the handbag except some cosmetics.

Where is her cell phone?

Was it too hasty when I came out and forgot to bring it out, or was it taken away by someone else just because I didn't pay attention?

Confused, Han Meng stood up and walked out.

It's not very late now, there should be a lot of people on the road, it's less dangerous to leave earlier.

However, the man stood up right after him: "Miss, I'll take you back!"

Han Meng shook her head: "No need, my driver is waiting for me outside."

Regardless of her protest, the man followed her directly outside the bar.

The air outside was cool, and Han Meng's mind cleared up, but her heart was unavoidably uneasy.

She felt that she had to get rid of this man immediately.

The man stood behind her: "I'll drive you back. It's hard to stop a taxi at this time."

Han Meng smiled, and while waving at the occasional taxis passing by on the road, she said, "It's hard to stop, isn't there a lot of cars?"

The man didn't give up: "It seems that you really think of me as a bad guy?"

Han Meng didn't say anything, because at this moment, a taxi stopped beside her.

As if meeting a savior, she opened the car door and sat in directly.

Now the city's supervision of taxis is very strict, and the drivers are all employed with real names, so it is generally safer to take a taxi.

However, Han Meng sat in the back seat of the car, and the man also sat in the front passenger seat almost at the same time.

Her face changed: "Please get out of the car, what do you mean, I stopped this car."

The man smiled: "The car is so big, and it's not that there are no seats, can we take one?"

Han Meng's face was very ugly: "Master driver, please let him get out of the car."

But the driver didn't seem to hear her words at all, but started the car directly.

Could it be that these two are accomplices?

Han Meng raised her heart all of a sudden, and planned to open the door to get out of the car.

However, the car door couldn't be pulled at all, it was obviously locked.

Han Meng was instantly overwhelmed by despair and fear.

She could only knock on the window glass vigorously, shouting for help with all her strength, trying to attract the attention of pedestrians on the side of the road.

But it was night after all, and the surrounding light was dim. Even if she broke her throat by shouting, she still wouldn't be able to attract anyone's attention.

Han Meng was helpless, and tried to snatch the driver's steering wheel, but the man's arm was tightly clamped, making her unable to move.

When the two sides were in such a stalemate, the car had already left the urban area, and then stopped on a fork road.

This place is very remote, surrounded by wasteland, not a single person.

The man opened the door and got out of the car, then came over and tried to tear Han Meng off.

Han Meng hugged the armchair tightly, making the last resistance: "Do you know who I am? If you dare to touch a hair of my hair today, I will make you die ugly."

The man laughed wantonly and loudly as if hearing some funny joke: "It doesn't matter who you are, I don't believe that you will go to the police for such a thing, unless you are willing to ruin your reputation."

The driver also got out of the car at this time, with the same obscenity on his face: "When we're done, we'll take some photos of you, and if you really dare to go out and talk nonsense, we'll send those photos. If you're smart, just cooperate with us obediently and don't ask for trouble, you know?"

Han Meng was full of despair, she couldn't do anything hard, so she had to be soft: "As long as you let me go today, I can give you money, whatever you want, and I can help you find a woman..."

The man had lost his patience, pulled her out of the car vigorously, then threw her on the grass on one side, and started to unbutton his shirt: "Stop talking so much nonsense, you will not be able to escape today no matter what. It's out of our hands, if you are more obedient and obedient, you will suffer less, otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

Han Meng's eyes were staring at the fall, her face was touched by the grass pole, and it hurt a little bit, but at this moment, she couldn't care about anything else, she tried her best to get up, and then forced herself to hold up half of her body, but the driver on the side Kicked down.

When she was thrown back to the original place, she saw a half of a wooden stick not far away.

She put her head on the ground and did not move, but slowly moved one hand towards the wooden stick, and then quickly started to fuck, and at the same time when she got up, she slammed the driver's head vigorously.

The wooden stick was thick and hard enough, and the driver was caught off guard when he was hit right on the ground. He felt dizzy for a while, covered his forehead with one hand, and collapsed directly.

Han Meng didn't dare to delay for a moment, and desperately ran towards the direction she came from.

As long as you can run on the main road, you may be able to stop the car, and you may be rescued...

That man never expected that she could still counterattack and then buy himself a chance to escape.

While the man was furious, he refastened the belt he had already untied, and hurriedly chased after him.

Because of such a delay, Han Meng had already run some distance away.

She went crazy and ran with all her strength.

But she still couldn't keep up with the man's speed, and soon she heard footsteps approaching behind her.

She knew that if she fell into the hands of a man again, she would definitely die, and there would be no possibility of escape.

The more panicked I was, the more unstable my steps became. Several times, I almost fell down.

As a result, the man chased after him.

He scolded: "I still want to run. There is wasteland around here. There is no one. I don't believe you can still run out of my palm. Stop for me."

Han Meng didn't dare to turn his head back, and continued to run forward.

But the sound of footsteps behind him seemed to be approaching.

Her intuition told her that she would not be able to escape today no matter what.

But at this moment, she suddenly saw a black car turning on the deserted side road with no cars or pedestrians.And it was coming in her direction.

Shocked and ecstatic, Han Meng rushed towards the car.

The man behind her cursed: "You still dare to run, believe it or not, I'll kill you?"

Han Meng couldn't care less about his threat at the moment.

She opened her hands and shouted towards the oncoming car: "Help, help me, someone is going to kill me..."

The car was driving very fast, and it was about to hit her, but it still had no intention of stopping.

I don't know if the driver didn't see Han Meng who was blocking the road, or because he didn't want to get into trouble, so he turned a blind eye to her...