Zhou Na’s birthday party was very grand.
All the friends who have some connections and some rich second-generation rich third-generations whom I met in the upper-class circle also came to support them.
Zhou Na held Mr. Yang’s arm intimately, as if Mr. Yang’s wife was.
A group of people ate and drank until the early morning.
Mr. Yang and Zhou Na both drank too much, so they were about to drive back to the boudoir to continue after leaving the hotel.
In the night, Mr. Yang drunkenly opened the driver’s seat door to get on the car.
Several people suddenly rushed out of the darkness next to her and pulled Mr. Yang aside. Two people held the drunk Zhou Na. One of them grabbed her hair and took a dagger and scratched her face.
I was suddenly covered in blood.
“Ah” Zhou Na screamed in pain.
Mr. Yang woke up suddenly, “I will call the police now, what do you want to do.”
“Mr. Yang, Mrs. Yang is waiting for you at home.” said one of the criminals.
In just two minutes, the group disappeared again.
Zhou Na rolled on the ground with pain in pain, “My face, my face”
Shu Nuan, who stood aside and witnessed everything, carried the famous bag with a sarcastic expression that you deserved, put her phone in her bag, and turned around and left the hotel.
Zhou Na deliberately mocked her when she had a miscarriage. She had long disliked Zhou Na. She found out that Mrs. Yang was a jealous tigress and deliberately informed Mrs. Yang.
In the spacious and clean room, a slender and fair young woman was lying on the messy bed with her face exhausted and sleeping.
Slim and fair arms fell on the edge of the bed.
There was no trace of warmth or emotion in Rong Jun’s warm eyes. Hearing the phone vibrating, he got up and took a bath towel around his waist and went out to answer the phone.
“The matter has been settled.” said the person on the other end of the phone, “No one will go out to show off with Xixi’s face in the future.”
Rong Jun put down his cell phone, and his emotions-free eyes filled with the colors of pain and guilt.