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

Cong Rong was startled, looked at the man in disbelief, then pointed to himself to confirm.

She suspected she had heard it wrong.

With him, get a certificate?

She took a step back cautiously to distance herself from him, and then looked the man up and down.

His height is close to 190, he has the perfect facial features like a model, and the deep eyes under the thick ink-like eyebrows are also exploring her.

The man's aura was very strong, which made her feel uncomfortable.

At this moment, several passing youths were taking pictures around the giant off-road vehicle behind the man.

Cong Rong immediately understood that this car was unusual.

This person didn't look like a good stubble either, she calmed down and her eyes calmed down.

"I know you are actually here to ask for debts",

"I will pay back the money my father owes you in the future. I won't sell myself!" She resolutely refused.

In this era of insolvency, there is no need to promise each other with your body.

Cong Rong opened the WeChat wallet and showed it generously to the man.

The balance is 10.5 yuan.

In fact, before closing the stall, she had already transferred the 2 yuan earned tonight to her bank card.

It's important to bury her father, she doesn't want to talk about conscience and morality now.

"Don't pretend to be innocent with me, isn't this what you have planned for a long time?"

Ji Tingqiu leaned forward, his eyes covered with ice pierced like knives.

He stretched out his big hand to grab Cong Rong by the back collar, and roughly stuffed her into the passenger cab.

A trace of panic flashed in Cong Rong's eyes.

There was a dangerous aura about the man, it didn't look like he was just asking for debts.

She tried to open the door to get out of the car, but the man took the lead and even locked the windows.

"I said I will not sell myself, if you do this again, I will call the police!"

Cong Rong yelled at the man angrily.

With a gloomy face, Ji Tingqiu kicked the accelerator and turned into the parking lane. He pinched Cong Rong's chin and forced her to look at him.

"Cong Rong is 22 years old, dropped out of university,

Served three months for drunk driving, two months for extortion, two years and four months for illegally detaining minors, and just got out of prison a week ago..."

He opened his lips word by word, looking down at the woman below him, like interrogating a prisoner from a high position.

Ji Tingqiu has always been obsessed with mental cleanliness, but this woman is full of stains.

If it wasn't for his mother, he wouldn't have said a word to this humble female prisoner.

"Follow me obediently, otherwise I don't mind letting you in again!" He whispered.

Cong Rong was stunned like an electric shock, and the man's words seemed to lift the bottom of her skirt.

It was nothing more than a public display in the street, shame flooded her whole body like a fierce flood, and her face was red and hot.

However, it is true in black and white, she is a person who has been in prison.

Thinking of this, her eyes dimmed, and she turned her head to look at the moonless and starless night outside the car window.

She swallowed the urge to explain.

All kinds of bullying and wronging in the prison in the past emerged before my eyes.

No one wants to hear her explain!

Who would believe it?

She surrendered and pleaded guilty to save her family.

Looking at the man in front of him, Cong Rong suddenly felt another kind of fear.

Is this person's purpose also to let her take the blame and go to jail?

"Please, I don't want to go in again."

There was a layer of mist in her eyes because of fear, she begged.

The despair of staying behind bars from dark to dawn, she doesn't want to come back in this life.

The woman under him had tears in her almond eyes, and there was no disguise in her eyes.

A trace of doubt flashed in Ji Tingqiu's heart,

Isn't it to get close to your mother deliberately in the nursing home to marry yourself?

Or did I investigate the wrong person and find the wrong person?

He decided to take the woman back to see his mother first.

Afterwards, the two had different thoughts and remained silent all the way.

After galloping for 10 minutes on the Ring Road, the off-road vehicle stopped in front of a three-story villa.

After getting off the car, Ji Tingqiu's cell phone rang again and again.

After looking at the caller ID and hesitating for two seconds, he finally answered the phone.

However, he only cared about answering the phone and strode forward, slowly opening a distance from the people behind him.

Cong Rong followed him one step at a time and two steps at a time, beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

When passing a flower bed path, Cong Rong deliberately slowed down and stopped.

Seeing that the other party didn't notice that she was falling, she turned around and ran towards the gate quickly.

This villa covers an area of ​​more than 3000 square meters, and the courtyard design is too complicated for her to discern the direction in the night.

Cong Rong's palms began to sweat nervously because he kept running wrong and couldn't find the exit.

She had to stop and look around with a bunch of leftover flowers.

At this time, there was a sudden rustling in the flower bed behind her.

"Hmph, here comes another person who is sticking to the young master!"

A servant in a Chinese suit walked across the flower bed to Cong Rong.

"Since the young master took back the inheritance rights of Ji's family, there are moths everywhere!

Look at them all taking the initiative to hold flowers! "The servant saw her plain clothes and glanced at her.

"You look pretty good, a bit more beautiful than the daughter of the Qi family, but...".

The young servant looked at her again.

"In the past few days, all the people who come to the door are wealthy daughters wearing luxurious clothes. Your clothes don't have a logo, and they are cheap at first glance!"

Cong Rong just wanted to escape from the villa as soon as possible at this moment, and didn't want to start unnecessary disputes.

After all, this is the creditor's house.

She passed the person in front of her blankly and continued to walk towards the place with lights.

"At any rate, I have seen some things in the world at Ji's house, the flowers in your hands are really shabby"!The servant was stung by her attitude and turned into anger from embarrassment.

If a sparrow can fly into the phoenix's nest, so can she!

When Cong Rong passed by, the servant quickly took away a handful of white baby's breath and threw it on the ground.

She sneered, her eyes full of complacency.

Cong Rong was already angry, she finally understood why the girl made fun of her.

But she was afraid that the noise of the quarrel would attract the man.

"Let me tell you, it's too late to befriend our young master now, the Qi family in the capital has come to express their desire to marry,

"You poor, small family, you will have another life in your next life."

Seeing that Cong Rong was still looking around indifferently, the servant got angry and cursed.

"I'm not interested in men like your young master, get out of the way!"

Cong Rong finally couldn't help but reply.

The people she met today were crazy, inexplicable.

"You have the best sense! The door is over there!" The servant pointed impatiently in the direction of the door.

The creditor likes to raise fish in the flowers, and the servant is so domineering, so the decoration style of this villa is naturally not the owner who is short of money.

Cong Rong smiled wryly in her heart, hoping that they would not embarrass her, a poor household, again!

Ten minutes later, Cong Rong finally walked around the main entrance following the direction pointed by the servant.

The black warrior that brought her was still parked at the door. After thinking for two seconds, she took out a post-it note.

After quickly writing a few lines and pasting them on the car window, she left the scene satisfied.

On the side of the villa, Ji Tingqiu took the phone call and walked to the door of the living room without knowing it.

It wasn't until he realized that there was no one behind him that he realized that Cong Rong hadn't followed.

"I can't promise you marriage right now, don't come to Qingcheng again, I'm sorry!"

Hanging up the phone hastily, his eyes changed from sharpness to a layer of loneliness.

"Young Master, we searched around but couldn't find the woman you mentioned..."

The servant stepped forward to report, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and enter the house.

The reception hall in the villa.

On the pear-colored solid wood sofa, a lady looked anxiously.

The emerald green hairpin coiled the woman's silver hair behind her head, and the fine lines visible to the naked eye on her face added a kind of settled elegance to her.

The lady repeatedly suppressed her anger and spoke slowly.

"Where is the person I want you to bring back!"

"I ran away, but I didn't find it." Ji Tingqiu's tone was calm.

The lady thumped the tea table angrily when she heard the words, and the cold tea splashed all over the floor.

At this moment, the servant hurried in.

"Master, that woman left a note for you at the door!"

Ji Tingqiu looked at the content on the note, and a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.