Quick travel: My family system has deep routines

Chapter 192 One body with black belly on both sides 15
As the car carried Jun Bi away, Feng Jun breathed a sigh of relief. It was the first time he did such a thing, he was actually a little flustered, but when he thought that it was all for Xiaohan, his nervousness and fear disappeared.

Feng Jun returned to the room, tidied up briefly, wiped his hands, and prepared to leave with his things.

"Good afternoon." A deep male voice suddenly sounded from the living room. Feng Jun's breath was stagnant, his eyes widened, and he walked over to check in disbelief.A man was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, leaning on the sofa, looking at him with a smile.

"Who are you? How did you get in?" Feng Jun squinted his eyes, and put behind his back the cloth handkerchief that was used to stun Jun Bi.This is his private residence, and it has been idle for a while. Few people know the address, even An Yuhan has never been here. It is too weird for this man to come uninvited.

It was Rong Jingheng who came, and he stood up slowly, only then did Feng Jun notice that he was very tall.He wore black gloves on both hands, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes looked indifferent. "Mr. Feng Jun, you'd better put down the cloth handkerchief on your hand obediently first, you know, some things are not eye-catching." After he finished speaking, he tilted his head slightly.

Before Feng Jun could react, he felt a slight stabbing pain in his waist.He looked down, only to see a sharp dagger that had slipped through his coat and inner garment, and was tightly attached to his skin.Behind him is a lean man, and his life and death seem to be in the hands of this man.

Timely compromise is obviously the choice of a smart person. Feng Jun threw away the cloth and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. "We can sit down and have a good talk without resorting to the knife." He managed to maintain his composure. Trying to ignore the chill caused by the dagger, he looked directly at Rong Jingheng in front of him.

Rong Jingheng tidied up his gloves slowly, and sneered at Feng Jun's compromise, "You are such an infatuated and stupid man. What? That slutty woman gives you a little bit of flirtatiousness, and you can't wait to go Did you lick her toes?" He said as he took the brown paper bag handed over by the person beside him.

Only then did Feng Jun realize that, unknowingly, there were several unfamiliar faces in his home, but at this moment he had no time to think about it.

"What do you mean?" Feng Jun was sensitive to the deep meaning in Rong Jingheng's words.He loves An Yuhan, and he does not allow Rong Jingheng to desecrate his beloved in any way. "I did this voluntarily, and it has nothing to do with her!" Until this moment, he still felt that he was a hero who gave for love.

Rong Jingheng did not directly refute, but took out a stack of photos from the kraft paper bag, "I think, seeing is believing." After speaking, he directly threw the photos in front of Feng Jun.

There are a lot of photos, scattered around Feng Jun.He stared helplessly at the unbearable scene in the photo, and his eyes were gradually stained with red blood.Among them are An Yuhan and Zhou Haoxi's, and there are An Yuhan and Rong Chuan's, with a variety of tricks.

"Isn't it wonderful?" Rong Jingheng laughed out loud, and he clapped his hands again, signaling to bring the big gift he had prepared.

But after a while, a woman with her hands tied behind her back and her mouth gagged was brought over. It was An Yuhan who was bursting into tears.

"A stupid woman looking for death is quite suitable for you." Rong Jingheng casually pushed An Yuhan into Feng Jun's arms.

Feng Jun subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch An Yuhan, but when he met the pair of beautiful eyes that once fascinated him, he felt disgusted as if he had eaten a fly.

"Take it down first." Rong Jingheng ordered lightly.

Feng Jun did not respond to An Yuhan's sad eyes. He looked up at Rong Jingheng, and said in a low voice, "She was taken away by your cousin's people. Aren't you going to save her?" Who is she, the answer obvious.

Rong Jingheng curled his lips, and slowly replied: "She will be fine, because she is my woman." Therefore, he will not let her be hurt by outsiders, anyone except him.

Jun Bi woke up leisurely, his vision changed from blurred to clear, and the effect of the medicine faded a bit. Although he still had no strength, he finally regained some consciousness.She looked around, but found no cameras. Looking at the magnificent layout, it was obviously a rather luxurious suite.

Jun Bi rubbed her limbs, wanting to recover her ability to move as soon as possible, sitting and waiting is not her style.

The door outside was opened, and Jun Bi silently hid herself in the quilt, looking ahead calmly.

A tall figure appeared outside the bedroom door, and the faint smell of cologne wafted over, "Doctor Jun, long time no see." Rong Chuan walked in with a bottle of red wine in his hand. Buckle, open freely.

Jun Bi didn't make a sound, and Rong Chuan didn't care.He put the red wine on the low cabinet next to the bed, and then sat on the bed, "How about it, would you like a glass?" His smile was a little frivolous, but it also carried an undeniable charm.

Jun Bi admitted that Rong Chuan did have a good appearance, but she had already seen through that rotten heart, which made her unable to appreciate the man in front of her no matter what.

"I don't drink wine from strangers." Jun Bi replied indifferently, and the paralyzed arm hidden under the quilt could already be gently lifted.

Rong Chuan shrugged, with a regretful expression on his face, "I thought we were at least friends." He picked up the red wine and poured himself a glass.

"When I first saw you, I was thinking that one day I will make you my woman." Rong Chuan took a sip of wine and praised Jun Bi: "You are really heart-warming."

Jun Bi sneered, such an expression seemed to suit her very well, and the slightly raised eyebrows made her even more cold. "Your woman? Rather, one of your women, right?" She made no secret of her disgust for Rong Chuan.Jun Bi knew that communicating with Rong Chuan was not suitable for being conciliatory. He was very smart and cruel.

Rong Chuan shook the wine glass in his hand, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "It doesn't have to be so harsh, men and women get what they want, and you can treat it as a deal, isn't that good?"

Rong Chuan's eyes were deep, filled with straightforward desire. "I can give you a lot, money, rights, or feelings." He said while reaching out to stroke Jun Bi's hair.

Jun Bi directly brushed Rong Chuan's hand away, "I'm not short of money, maybe not as good as the Rong family, but I can live a good life. I don't need power, I don't have that much ambition. As for feelings? You don't even have one yourself. Why do you have the face to dare to make promises at will?" She retorted in a very mocking tone: "Mr. Rong, you may have obtained some women with these superficial conditions, but you are destined to lose others. Sorry, I'm not interested in your terms."

No matter how patient Rong Chuan was, he was stabbed to the core by Jun Bi's sharp words, and his expression became a little gloomy in an instant, "Isn't it because you have already got my dear Cousin?"

(End of this chapter)