Flash marriage to a wealthy family, the abstinent president proves love every night

During the four years of guarding behind bars in the prison, she had countless dreams lying on the bunk.

In the dream, she fought with Rong Jingxian countless times,

But there has never been a result like today.

She was stabbed in the back by her beloved.

"Cong Rong! Don't do this."

Seeing her face ashen at the door, Ji Tingqiu regretted it.

What the hell did he do just now?

Because he missed that night and the woman from that night, he lost his mind and kidnapped Cong Rong morally.

"Ji Tingqiu, you deserve to die!"

He stood up and walked to Cong Rong's side, every step was extremely difficult.

There seemed to be some bond between them that was cut off by him at this moment.

"Cong Rong, I'm sorry, I...actually she is..."

"You go, I'm tired."

Ji Tingqiu stumbled and was about to explain, but the woman interrupted him indifferently.

Cong Rong's indifferent and alienated appearance filled his heart with a layer of fear.

Without saying a word, he stepped forward and stood behind her.

Warm arms wrapped around her waist from behind, and dense kisses fell on her slender neck and shoulders.

No matter how hot the man's breath was, Cong Rong's body was always cool, without any response.

He straightened Cong Rong's body, supported the back of her head with one hand to support her head, and then covered her softly tightly.

The domineering kiss broke in forcefully with the familiar smell of tobacco, and the moment the heartstrings were stirred by the tip of the tongue was about to fall.

The man grunted in pain, protruding a mouthful of blood foam.

Cong Rong bit his tongue hard with his teeth.

Ji Tingqiu's face turned livid in an instant, his fists were creaking, and finally he slammed the door with an iron fist and slammed it away.

The loud noise triggered a chain reaction, and the sensor lights of the entire building turned on at the same time.

The sound of car sirens and dogs barking downstairs in the community was chaotic.

Cong Rong slumped by the door, holding on to the wall with one hand but couldn't breathe, feeling his chest was about to explode.

A few minutes later, he cried loudly and finally rushed out of the blockade with all his grievances.

Tears slant out like a flood that has broken the embankment.

On the Huanwan Expressway, a black off-road vehicle stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the roar of the huge engine pierced the night sky.

Suddenly, the cell phone on the co-pilot vibrated rapidly,

Ji Tingqiu glanced at the caller ID and hung up the phone directly, but the other party dialed in tirelessly, as if there was something urgent.

"Hey, Qiu'er, come home tomorrow, I have something to discuss with you."

On the other end of the phone is Ji Zheng's cautious voice.

"No time, I don't have someone like you in my family."

"Qiu'er, I am your father after all, do you really not see me in your eyes?"

Ji Zheng's voice trembled when he spoke of excitement, and his voice seemed even older.

"Remember now, it's my father. Where did you go when I was hunted down? You have to have a little conscience and control that poisonous woman next to you. If you trouble Cong Rong again, go directly to the sea to collect the corpse next time." Ji Tingqiu said sharply.

"Qiu'er, father, I beg you. I won't live for a few years when I'm too old. Can you get married and have a grandson for me to see? The lady of the Qi family is very nice, she is beautiful and her family background is one of the best, only she is worthy of it." With your current net worth, can we two parents sit down and decide on the marriage some other day?"

Ji Zheng said persuasively.

He doesn't love Hua Anyue in the first place, so he doesn't have much affection for Ji Tingqiu. The father that everyone in Qingcheng admires is the one he pretended to be.

Now the eldest son's seizure of power is a foregone conclusion. As a father, he only wants to help his son and the Ji family go further.

The Qi family in Beijing is undoubtedly the best choice.

How could that lowly girl named Cong Rong be worthy of the position of Mrs. Ji's chairman.

On the southern coastline of Qingcheng, in a retro and elegant American-style villa.

Sunlight shines through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows into the off-white soft-furnished living room.

Rong Zhixuan's whole body was covered by sunlight, and her body became more lethargic after she became pregnant. Just when the drowsiness swept through her whole body, and she finally couldn't bear it anymore and was about to close her eyes, the man opposite finally spoke,

"From now on, this villa will belong to you. You can raise your baby here with peace of mind. If you need anything, you can find Yu Chuan anytime."

After Ji Tingqiu finished speaking, he pushed a large bunch of keys and a bank card into the middle of the table.

"After the child was born, a paternity test was done, and the result was fine. The 1000 million check will take effect immediately. The child will belong to me, and you will not be able to return to China in this lifetime."

"Oh, it seems that anyone can control my body, but I can't." Rong Zhixuan snorted coldly, unexpectedly there are so many human traffickers this year!

"I hope you know your identity. We will never have a marriage relationship. Don't do unnecessary things to cause trouble." Ji Tingqiu frowned, and his tone became more serious.

"You have another choice, disappear from this world!"

He has seen too many dissatisfied women, and at this moment, his only sense of guilt towards this woman is gone.

Just as Ji Tingqiu left, Ji Linyuan walked in with a thermos.

"Uh... are you awake? I'll pour you a glass of water." Ji Linyuan said softly.

He kept his head down, not daring to look directly at Cong Rong.

This is the first time he has grown so big, he will be embarrassed after seeing a woman's body.

When receiving the water just now, thinking of the scene he saw after he broke in that night, he was so dazed that the hot water spilled directly on the back of his hand.

I still remember the day of Hua Anyue's funeral.

He was sitting in the car, looking at Cong Rong from a distance,

She stood unarmed in front of Ji Zheng and Lin Hui. She was obviously terrified, but she never flinched.

This time, she was almost raped, let that

"Xiaoxuan, have you figured out the matter of getting married!" the village head, Guo Zi, said with a smile on his face.

Who are you marrying?

Rong Zhixuan was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and turned to look at his father. He had never heard of anyone coming to the house to propose marriage before.

She hurried back from school today for the bursary.

"Sixth Uncle, Xiaoxuan's school audits poor families, why don't you help us and still talk nonsense?" Zhu Zhiyuan stepped forward and spoke, his tone full of complaints.

The 4000 yuan bursary for Yu Rongzhixuan's family is half a year's income without eating or drinking.

If you can't get the bursary, you won't be able to pay the tuition for the next semester.

"Our family is certainly not a poor household if we get married under this condition."Hearing the words, the village head slowly took a sip from his wine glass and looked up at the dark man.

"You and Haiyang have decided on your marriage now, and I will pay for the tuition." The village chief looked at the girl appreciatively. An ordinary white tracksuit couldn't conceal her eye-catching yet cool demeanor.

"I don't know Qin Haiyang well, and I won't marry him!" Rong Zhixuan's eyes sank slightly, and she refused coldly.

"Uncle Six, it's important for Xiaoxuan to study now, please help us to issue a certificate of poverty." Thinking of the famous street slipper from ten miles and eight villages, Zhu Zhiyuan quickly changed the subject.

"Hmph, Xiaoxuan's mother is a college student in the city, but she is very high-minded, so she left you and Xiaoxuan and ran back to the city to enjoy life. What's the use of going to school?" The village chief was brushed away by the poor father and daughter in front of him Face, with anger on his face.

Zhu Zhiyuan's face was so red that it reached his ears, and when the words touched his sore spot, he immediately took Rong Zhixuan's back collar and walked out of the house.

"You are not allowed to slander my mother..." Hearing the village head mentioning her mother, Rong Zhixuan's dusty wound was torn open, a strong hatred arose in her heart, she grabbed the wine glass on the table and threw it out.

"Zhu Zhiyuan, the tidal flat contracted by your family is due at the end of the month, hurry up to sign a contract renewal..." The village chief stood up and shouted loudly.

pop~

While Rong Zhixuan was struggling angrily, there was a huge pain on her cheeks, it was a pair of calloused hands.