After the divorce, he regretted his ex-husband too much

"Wen Shiyu!" Pan Sihan reminded.

"Yes, it's her. Why are you showing me her picture?"

Because the star has fans and public influence, his family has warned him seriously that he can play with some ordinary girls who have no name and status, but he must never provoke a female star with a fan base.

So Qian Zhijie has played with many women, but he has never played with a female star.

"I know that Mr. Qian's family education is strict, and Young Master Qian has never tried such a beautiful woman. If I give Qian Shao a chance to play with such a woman without being discovered, will Young Master Qian dare to try?"

Qian Zhijie's heart was ready to move immediately, his eyes were full of lust: "If you can make me succeed, I will definitely let my dad vote for your dad's name in the selection and promotion voting next month."

Pan Sihan's father works under Qian Zhijie's father, which is why she, who has always been upright, wants to curry favor with Qian Zhijie, a dude.

"Then thank you for the less money!"

……

In the box, Qiao Ran's four women were singing and dancing happily, and they didn't even know that someone was plotting against them.

"It's cool to dance here instead of going to the lobby, isn't it, beautiful ladies!" Lei Shan shouted in full rock style while standing in front of a stand microphone with a guitar hanging on her body.

The three of Qiao Ran in the audience immediately echoed and shouted: "Ah, yes, yes, yes!"

"Pretty ladies, continue to twist your waists, and sing with me on this passionate summer night, and sing "I Will Love To Die" loudly..." Lei Shan growled with a subwoofer road.

"Sister-in-law, hurry up and keep dancing!" Wen Shiyu pulled Qiao Ran who had just sat down, and continued to dance.

After dancing several songs in a row, Qiao Ran was a little out of breath, but Wen Shiyu pulled her, but she was too embarrassed to refuse, so she jumped up and down again.

The so-called extreme joy begets sorrow, it is a momentary thing.

After Qiao Ran sang the long, high-pitched word 'love' with all his strength, he felt a rush of heat before he could catch his breath.

Damn, the aunt who has already left is sung again, how much effort did she use?

Qiao Ran's menstruation is always punctual. Once seven days pass, it's an absolute cleansing period. This is the first time I've seen a situation like this come out again.

It may be that today is too presumptuous to eat, drink and have fun.

"Well, there's too little food here, I'll go to the supermarket downstairs to buy some snacks."

"It's not long since I ate, and I'm not hungry. Buy some snacks and continue singing!" Wen Shiyu lay on Qiao Ran's back and put her arms around Qiao Ran's neck to prevent her from leaving.

Qiao Ran only felt that Wen Shiyu's weight pressed down, and the heat flow became more fierce, and he pushed Wen Shiyu away a little bit wanting to cry without tears.

"I'll come when I go!"

Qiao Ran quickly went to the supermarket to buy supplies, and went to the bathroom to clean up. When he passed the dance floor, he heard people screaming.

"What happened to him? Why did he faint suddenly?"

"His face is so pale, he shouldn't be dead, right?"

"Is there anyone here who knows how to heal? Come and save him!"

"..."

Qiao Ran, who originally didn't want to meddle in other people's business, thought it was a life, so he walked over.

"I know medicine!"

Hearing Qiao Ran's voice, everyone automatically made way for her.

Qiao Ran walked up to the man lying on the ground and saw that he smelled of alcohol and his face was pale. He knew that he was in cardiac arrest caused by strenuous exercise after drinking. The situation was very dangerous and he had to do cardiopulmonary resuscitation immediately.

She quickly knelt beside the man, put her hands on the man's heart, and started cardiopulmonary resuscitation on him regularly.

While Qiao Ran was doing CPR on the unconscious man, a staff member walked to the room of Wen Shiyu and the three of them.

"You guys sang so hilariously, your friend ordered juice for you to soothe your throats!"

"Where is she?" Tao Tao asked.

"Her neck is uncomfortable to go to the toilet, and she will come in a while!" The staff member said and walked out.

Wen Shiyu looked at the three glasses of juice on the table, picked it up and gave Lei Shan one, and drank it without hesitation.

When Tao Tao was about to drink juice, he felt a little strange when he saw that there was no more juice on the plate.

Since Qiao Ran bought them for them, why did she only buy three cups?

Tao Tao, who has worked in the workplace for many years, is more vigilant than Wen Shiyu and the others, and quickly said: "Don't drink, there may be something wrong with this juice!"

It's just that she reminded her too late, the two of them who sang so loudly had already gulped down half of the juice.

Seeing that Lei Shan and Wen Shiyu drank a lot of fruit juice, Tao Tao hurriedly said, "Let's go out to find Ran Ran!"

They had only taken two steps before the door of the box was pushed open, and then seven tall and strong men walked in wearing the same white grimace masks.

"Who are you? What are you going to do?" Tao Tao asked with vigilant eyes, protecting Wen Shiyu and Lei Shan behind him.

"What are you talking about? Aren't you coming to the bar to find men to have fun? Aren't we here to satisfy you with good intentions?" Qian Zhijie, who was wearing a mask, looked at Wen Shiyu lewdly.

Although he is wearing a mask, it can be seen from his fat body that he is a very disgusting fat man.

Wen Shiyu was disgusted by his gaze, but at this moment, a fire erupted in her body, making her realize that there was something wrong with that glass of juice.

"Tao'er, there is something wrong with that juice."

Lei Shan also felt it, and looked at Qian Zhijie dangerously: "Now is a society ruled by law, I advise you not to mess around, otherwise, my brother will make you regret your life!"

"Hey, the little girl looks young, but her tone is not young. I tell you, in the imperial city, we are governed by the law. What can we do without the law?" Qian Zhijie said, looking at the gangsters around him: "Brothers, what are you doing standing around with these beauties? Let's go to war!"

Seeing Qian Zhijie approaching, Tao Tao picked up the wine bottle hidden behind him and swung it on Qian Zhijie's head. It's a pity that Qian Zhijie looks too fat, but he knows martial arts, and his movements are very straightforward. Passing the wine bottle waved by Tao Tao, he grabbed Tao Tao's collar, stretched out his hand and slapped her hard, and threw her into the arms of the two men behind him.

"This damn woman dared to beat me, you guys should deal with this bitch severely."

"Don't worry, boss, we will definitely vent this anger for you."

The two men grabbed Tao Tao, threw him onto the sofa, and pushed him down.

Tao Tao tried to resist, but they slapped him hard, making him dizzy and his face aching.

The medicine was administered so violently that Wen Shiyu and Lei Shan had no strength to resist at all. They were each touched by a man, making them feel sick to death, but they didn't have the strength to push away the man on them.

Wen Shiyu looked at the fat man who was tearing her clothes, and felt so disgusted that she was about to vomit out the overnight meal.

"My brother is Han Mo from the Han family in the Imperial City. He is a first-rank general. If you dare to bully me, I will let him kill you!" Wen Shiyu said through gritted teeth.

Qian Zhijie hadn't investigated Wen Shiyu before, and when he heard her words, his hands froze, but seeing Wen Shiyu's seductive appearance at this moment, he smiled lewdly.

"Today, this scene was recorded by my people. If you dare to say it properly, I will post it on the Internet so that everyone can see how you look. What's more, you lie and don't make a good draft. Is your relative a little star who can climb up if you want to? You said you are Han Mo's younger sister, so my sister will marry his elder brother, and I will still be his brother-in-law!" Qian Zhijie said coldly and bowed his head Kiss the lips of poetry.