The charming girl from the 70s seduces her rough husband until he vomits blood

An Ti tried to run out several times, but was dragged back to the room by Huang Weijun and pushed to the ground.

As long as she was within the range of the camera, he would not touch her.

More than ten minutes passed like this. Anti could not escape, but her consciousness began to fade.

She felt hot and her eyes were blurry, and she almost instinctively wanted to walk towards Huang Weijun.

But the only remaining bit of rationality told her that it was impossible!

She bit her lips hard. This medicine... was too strong. She could hardly bear it.

She caught sight of the window beside her and closed her eyes.

She would rather die than give herself to this man.

She sat on the edge of the bed, clutching the sheets tightly. Finally, she made up her mind and, while Huang Weijun was pouring the wine, she used all her strength to stagger to the window, pushed it open, and straddled it.

Huang Weijun realized that this woman dared to jump off the building. She could get rich and famous by sacrificing a little bit of her body. Who gave her the courage to jump off the building? Was she crazy?

He put down the bottle, stood up quickly and rushed over, shouting angrily: "Get down here!"

"Don't come over here..." Anti's hoarse voice was mixed with uncontrollable desire and fear: "If you take another step forward, I will jump!"

"No, no, no, don't be impulsive. You are still young and so pretty. Why do you have to be so depressed?"

Huang Weijun wanted to persuade her further, but An Ti's heart was already cold, and she really could not bear it any longer.

She lowered her head and her gaze fell on the ground more than thirty floors away from her.

It must be an ugly way to die. She was so scared. She didn't want to die. She grabbed the window frame, loosening and tightening it, tightening and loosening it again. She didn't dare to jump.

She turned around and looked at Huang Weijun pleadingly: "Boss Huang, I don't want to die, please let me go."

Huang Weijun breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this little girl was just trying to scare him with death.

He raised his eyebrows: "If you want to leave here, you must be mine. You don't have to try to scare me with this suicidal way. Your life is not important to me."

Anti was desperate. She lowered her eyes to the ground again. She couldn't escape and had no other way to go.

No one knew what had happened to her, no one would come to save her, she would never see her parents again, nor her good friend Xingxing again.

The tears in her eyes burst out. It is better to die with a clean conscience than to live in filth.

At least her soul is still clean.

Finally, she made up her mind, closed her eyes, and let go.

Just as she resigned herself to her fate, she leaned forward, wanting to end it all.

At this moment, the door behind me suddenly made a beeping sound.

Then, the door was pushed open from outside with a bang.

An Ti and Huang Weijun turned around at the same time.

At that moment, An Ti's broken eyes, which were now relieved after being frightened, looked directly into Jiang Wanjing's eyes.

Jiang Wanjing realized that she was committing suicide, and his heart tightened. He subconsciously shouted, "Anti, come down!"

He was so anxious that he didn't even realize that his voice was breaking.

The moment An Ti saw Jiang Wanjing, she felt as if she had seen a savior falling from the sky. She almost leaned forward and turned around subconsciously.

However, due to the effect of the medicine, his body was too soft and he leaned towards the window unconsciously.

The moment she screamed in panic, Jiang Wanjing jumped up, leaped to the window in two steps, grabbed An Ti's wrist, pulled her back, and subconsciously held her tightly in his arms.

An Ti's frightened heart had not yet calmed down from the fear, but the medicine in her body felt numb from the touch of the opposite sex, and she couldn't help but stick closer to Jiang Wanjing.

Jiang Wanjing's face froze as he realized that she was taking Chinese medicine. He turned around and spit a cold arrow-like look directly at Huang Weijun's face. The terrifying sharpness in his eyes made Huang Weijun, who was used to seeing the world, feel the danger, as if he was bitten by a poisonous snake and felt a little chilly.

"Who...are you? Do you know who I am? How dare you break into my room without permission? Are you looking for death?"

Jiang Wanjing pushed An Ti into the suite first, and gently instructed: "An An, be good, stay inside and don't come out."

He closed the door, turned around, and walked towards Huang Weijun step by step.

Huang Weijun was once again shocked by the terrifying aura that was born from the other party. He couldn't help but take a step back, "You...what do you want to do...ah!"

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Wanjing raised his hand and punched the other person in the face.

"You are looking for death, someone come, someone come!" Huang Weijun tried to call the bodyguards, but unfortunately, no matter how he shouted, no one came in.

Because all his bodyguards had been knocked down by Jiang Wanjing.

Jiang Wanjing grabbed Huang Weijun by the collar and punched him in the abdomen again and again. The man was in so much pain that he almost vomited. He clearly wanted to resist, but his moves were completely harmless in front of Jiang Wanjing.

It was not until Huang Weijun was beaten to the point where he could not even stand that Jiang Wanjing threw him to the ground like a rag, raised his foot and stepped on his chest.

"Remember, my name is Jiang Wanjing. Doesn't the second young master of the Imperial Hotel want to kill me? I'm always here to accompany you. Just come at me. I want to see who will be the unlucky one in the end."

Huang Weijun was beaten so hard that he felt dizzy, nauseous and had stomachaches, but he was still shocked when he heard these words.

"You...you are the second young master of the Jiang family? The son of Commander Jiang and President Ming?"

He quickly raised his hand and held the other person's trouser hem that was stepping on him: "No, no, no, we are all family. If you want the girl inside, I'll give her to you. She has a very strong temper and won't cooperate even after being given medicine, so... I haven't touched her with a single finger, she's still clean..."

Jiang Wanjing stepped on the other person's chest with his foot and pressed it a few more times: "Anti is someone I protect. I signed her to Mingzhu Media. You dare to touch her? You are really brave!"

Thinking of what An Ti said just now that she had signed a contract with Mingzhu Media, his eyes tightened: "She is your girlfriend? I didn't know. If I knew, even if I had ten thousand desires, I would never dare to touch her."

Jiang Wanjing didn't want to hear this. When he heard An Ti in the suite groan in frustration, he retracted his foot: "This matter is not over tonight!"

He quickly pushed the door open and entered the suite.

Anti had collapsed and was squatting behind the door, hugging herself tightly, her eyes red.

Jiang Wanjing squatted in front of her, held her shoulders with both hands, and whispered: "An An?"

An Ti raised her misty eyes, and there seemed to be no consciousness in them. She just subconsciously raised her arms, hugged Jiang Wanjing's neck, and kissed him on the lips.

The tip of her soft tongue brushed lightly across his lips, and like a little animal courting a mate, she hummed and pressed her entire body against him.