Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Both of them are young and energetic, and they are still rivals in love. They have long hated each other to death.

Now that they finally had this opportunity, they could give each other a good beating, so they punched to the flesh without mercy.

During the period, the servants of Jiang Jing's family came out to persuade the fight, but was stopped by Jiang Jingzhi, and the bodyguard wanted to come to help, but was also repelled by Jiang Jingzhi.

Jiang Jing was more flexible than Shi Shen Yuan, but not as strong as Shi Shen Yuan.

So Jiang Jingzhi was actually injured more seriously, but even so, no one came to help. Just because of this, Shi Shenyuan respected him in his heart.

But only one point.

As long as he thinks that this kid might put Xiaoyu under house arrest, Shi Shenyuan can't wait to beat this kid to death.

However, in the end, Shi Shen Yuan withdrew first, he came to find Xiao Yu, not to fight.

At that time, Shen Yuan grabbed Jiang Jingzhi's collar, his eyes were red with anger, and he almost roared: "Say, where is Xiao Yu!"

"Xiao Yu..." Jiang Jingzhi spat out the blood from his mouth, and smiled frivolously, "Of course it's in my room...how about you come back tomorrow morning?"

What Jiang Jingzhi meant, and what Xiao Yu was in his room meant, Shi Shen Yuan knew very well.

He felt the blood burning all over his body instantly, clenched his fists, and with all his strength, he slammed on Jiang Jing's cheek, and then strode into the house.

A servant came to stop him, he stopped, and looked at the maid with a murderous gaze.

The servant stopped talking immediately, and took a step back, not daring to speak any more.

"Where is Jiang Jingzhi's bedroom, take me there!" Shi Shenyuan said.

The servant looked terrified, as if looking at Hades, but did not follow his orders.

At this time, Jiang Jingzhi's hoarse voice came from behind: "Sister Wang, take him there."

The servant named Sister Wang nodded, walked up the stairs quickly, and led him to the second floor.

In the end, the servant brought Shi Shenyuan to Jiang Jingzhi's bedroom.

There was no Xiaoyu on the dark blue double bed, Shi Shenyuan was afraid that he might have misread, strode over, and suddenly lifted the quilt, there was indeed no Xiaoyu.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart hung up again.

So where is Kohane?Where is it?

He looked around the room, wondering if Xiao Yu had been hidden in a small room in the suite by Jiang Jingzhi, or if Xiao Yu had already hid when she heard him coming.

At this time, he noticed the wall opposite Jiang Jing's bed.

On that wall, there was a large photograph that took up almost two-thirds of the wall.

The picture shows a girl in a tutu, putting on her makeup backstage.

The girl was sitting in front of the vanity mirror with a powder puff in her hand. Maybe the photographer called her, she turned her head and smiled back at the photographer, and the photo was frozen at that moment.

And that girl is none other than his Xiaoyu.

I don't know when this was filmed, but at this moment, Shi Shenyuan realized that Jiang Jingzhi was playing with him.

So where did Jiang Jingzhi hide Xiaoyu!

At this time, Jiang Jingzhi had also come to the bedroom, and sneered coldly: "I don't even have this little trust in Xiao Yu, she followed you, it's really a grievance."

"So where is Xiaoyu?"

At that time, Shen Yuan found that he could no longer yell, his voice was hoarse, and the exhaustion of these days surged up at this moment.

And the anxious feeling of wanting to find her but being unable to find her almost made him suffocate.

Now, he finally realized the feeling of Gu Hanye frantically looking for Jiuyao after Jiuyao fell into the sea.

It was a deep burning sensation, which made people sleepless and sleepy, every breath was hot, and there was a string in the brain that was getting tighter and tighter, and it would break at some point.

"Tell me, where is Xiaoyu." Shi Shenyuan repeated in pain.

Jiang Jingzhi took out a tissue, wiped the blood on the back of his hand, and replied in the same depressed voice: "I don't know where she is, and I can't contact her. But I know something happened to her, so I don't want to talk to her." If anyone contacts you, I don't even want to see you."