Give you youth to bury my love

A whole ten bottles of Erguotou were placed on the tea table in the private room. If they poured all of them, they would definitely suffer from alcohol poisoning.

However, in this private room, Ji Han is the king, he wants He Qi to drink it all, but He Qi can't help but refuse.

In a panic, He Qi cast her eyes on Lu Heng. As if he had found the last straw, he knelt and rushed towards Lu Heng: "Young Master Lu! I was wrong. It was all my fault at the beginning. It was me. Killed Mr. Lu, I am not human!"

He Qi slapped herself as she spoke, each slap was extremely forceful, and the crisp sound made Lu Heng's scalp tingle.

Xu Shi had knelt too many times before begging others with Lu Zhen behind his back. Seeing He Qi kneeling in front of him, Lu Heng had a very unreal feeling.

After the Lu family went bankrupt, no one called him Young Master Lu for a long time.

Ji Han hated He Qi's begging look, and kicked He Qi down: "Why are you crying? Weren't you very stubborn when you called to blackmail me?"

He Qi was really frightened to death. Seeing that Ji Han refused to eat, she got up and wanted to run, but was pinned to the ground by other people in the private room.

"The wine is already open, so I haven't filled it up for Second Young Master He!"

As soon as the words fell, someone took a wine bottle and poured it into He Qi's mouth.

The Erguotou here is specially made, with high alcohol concentration, so strong that it burns the throat, no matter how good the capacity for alcohol is, drinking a bottle is enough, and it is usually used by some dudes to punish people.

He Qi didn't want to drink, so she took a sip while struggling, and coughed violently, as if she wanted to cough up all her lungs, which made Lu Heng's heart constrict a little bit.

He turned his head and didn't want to look any more, but Ji Han pinched his cheek: "Why, can't bear it anymore? Didn't you just want to take revenge just now? This is just the beginning, why are you so cowardly?"

Lu Heng gritted his teeth and watched He Qi being force-fed five bottles of Erguotou.

After pouring, He Qi passed out and didn't move.

"Third Young Master, do you still...do you want to continue pouring?"

Someone asked tentatively, Ji Han tilted his head and smiled: "No need! Click 1 and come here." After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and switched it to shooting mode and stuffed it into Lu Heng's hand.

In the early hours of the morning, the Internet in City C exploded, and a high-definition and uncensored hot video was uploaded on the Internet. Someone soon recognized that one of the protagonists in the video was He Qi, the second young master of the He family who had just returned from studying abroad.

The elders of the He family were alarmed, and immediately offered a high price to delete this video, but failed.

The next day, the stock price of the group under the He family plummeted.

"You moved the He family?"

Guan Xing's cold voice came from the other end of the phone. After eating a steamed bun, Ji Han answered in a flat voice: "I can't understand that kid, teach him a lesson!"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then asked again: "Who are you with now?"

Ji Han glanced at Lu Heng who was sitting opposite him, who was sipping soy milk like a kitten, and lied without changing his face: "I just came out of the bar and had breakfast by the roadside. Have you eaten? What do you want? I'll bring it to you later." Do your eyes still hurt today?"

As he spoke, there was warmth on his face unconsciously, which was completely different from when he was forcing He Qi to drink with a blank expression, like a sharp knife stabbing Lu Heng's eardrum.

Lu Heng lowered his eyes and ate more seriously, Ji Han hung up the phone after talking for a while, raised his hand and knocked on the table, Lu Heng raised his head.

"Let the driver take you back to the hospital in a while." After speaking, he got up with his coat in his hand, and after walking two steps, he turned back and pointed at Lu Heng to warn: "Don't drive me crazy and cause trouble, or I'll have someone dig that dead old man's grave in the Lu family! "

Lu Heng shook his hands, and the soy milk spilled on his clothes.

He thought that he would never be as ruthless as Ji Han.