Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

The two came to the edge of the rooftop and Zhao Qiankun stopped.

Meng Wuhuan mustered up the courage to look down, and her heart immediately began beating like a drum, and she covered her chest with her hands.

The shadows of the cars below looked like ants.

"Why did you bring me here?"

There was a slight tremor in her voice, and she was obviously a little afraid of heights.

"Don't you think this is beautiful?"

Zhao Qiankun asked, a sick smile on his face.

His eyes flickered in the night, making Meng Wuhuan feel a little uneasy.

"No, I don't think so."

Meng Wuhuan shook her head. "Let's go over there. It's too dangerous here."

As she spoke, she broke away from Zhao Qiankun and walked towards the center of the rooftop.

"Why, don't you want to marry into a wealthy family?"

A light voice fell into Meng Wuhuan's ears.

These words were like an invisible rope, tightly pulling at Meng Wuhuan's heart.

Zhao Qiankun laughed sinisterly behind his back, "If you want, just come over here obediently."

How could I not want to?

Meng Wuhuan secretly clenched her fists. She came here tonight just to ask Zhao Qiankun how to marry into a wealthy family.

If she left like this, all her previous efforts would be in vain. She was unwilling and reluctant to do so.

Just go. Does Zhao Qiankun dare to push himself down?

Thinking of this, Meng Wuhuan returned to Zhao Qiankun.

Brother Kun, look at what you said, I am just a little afraid of heights, please forgive me. "

She smiled coquettishly, and her voice was so sweet that it seemed as if honey could drip out.

"Now you can tell me what to do, right?"

Zhao Qiankun grinned, with a gleam of satisfaction in his eyes: "It all depends on your performance."

As he spoke, he suddenly reached out and unbuttoned Meng Wuhuan's windbreaker.

"Brother Kun, what are you doing?"

Meng Wuhuan was reluctant to accept the offer, as she knew Zhao Qiankun must be thinking about this, so she went ahead lightly.

As the windbreaker opened, Meng Wuhuan's figure in her bikini was fully exposed.

Her skin glowed alluringly in the moonlight, with exquisite curves and well-proportioned features.

A trace of greed flashed in Zhao Qiankun's eyes, and he stared at Meng Wuhuan closely, as if he wanted to swallow her whole into his stomach.

"Hold here."

Zhao Qiankun patted the fence at the edge of the rooftop, then took two steps and came behind Meng Wuhuan.

"Brother Kun, you don't want to be here..."

Before Meng Wuhuan could finish her words, Zhao Qiankun lifted the back of her windbreaker.

The night breeze instantly brushed across her skin, bringing a slight coolness, but more of an indescribable shame and excitement.

"Don't you think it's exciting? The whole city is at our feet."

Zhao Qiankun's voice was teasing and provocative.

"But……"

Meng Wuhuan had a shy look on her face, but her eyes were gleaming with eagerness to try.

She had never been to a place like this before, so she couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly. Tonight, you will know how to marry into the Huangfu family."

Zhao Qiankun's words were like a shot of adrenaline, making Meng Wuhuan instantly overjoyed.

She didn't notice the sinister smile that flashed across Zhao Qiankun's eyes.

The next three minutes seemed as long as a century to Meng Wuhuan.

When everything was over, she didn't bother to tidy up her clothes, and asked anxiously: "Tell me, what is the method?"

Zhao Qiankun slowly buckled his belt and said with a chuckle, "It seems you are in a hurry."

There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice, but Meng Wuhuan had no time to care.

"You are so heartless, don't you know whether I am anxious or not? Tell me now!"

Meng Wuhuan stared at him intently.

"Okay, I'll tell you."

Zhao Qiankun suddenly grabbed Meng Wuhuan by the waist and threw her away with all his strength before she could react.

"what--!"

A terrified scream pierced the night sky. Meng Wuhuan's body flew into the air and then fell rapidly.

Her eyes widened. She never imagined until her death that the man who had been so affectionate to her just a moment ago could be so cruel.

Zhao Qiankun stood on the edge of the rooftop, watching Meng Wuhuan falling rapidly, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Jinxiu International Hotel, as one of the landmark buildings in Jinghai City, towers into the clouds.

Falling from such a height, Meng Wuhuan’s fate was predictable; she would be turned into a pulp.

At this moment, Zhao Qiankun had only one thought in his mind:

I wonder how Huangfu Lie will react when he learns about this?

Will he be shocked, angry, or will he immediately order someone to get rid of Jiang Xiaochuan?

Thinking of this, Zhao Qiankun laughed out loud.

Then he disappeared on the rooftop as if he had never been there.