Mr. Gu, stop being abusive, Miss Xu is marrying your brother.

Fortunately, Xia Cheng was sensitive enough and only scratched his arm. He knocked the person unconscious with one punch and looked at Han Zhecheng indifferently.

Han Zhecheng stood there, looking down at Xia Cheng.

Ah……

He was lucky.

Xia Cheng frowned. "Mr. Han, please be safe."

Han Zhecheng smiled. "Xia Cheng, this is just the beginning...three months. Let me see how you survive three months in my hands."

There are too many people who want him dead. Before he dies, there must be a bodyguard to serve as a scapegoat for him.

How long can Xia Cheng last?

"If I can last three months, you give up on Meiqi and quit voluntarily. If I can't last three months... I quit." Xia Cheng's eyes were burning and his attitude was firm.

Han Zhecheng looked at Xia Cheng's bleeding fingers and frowned. "Okay...I want to see if you can last three months."

"That's what you said..." Xia Cheng didn't believe his verbal promise. "Here, record a video as evidence."

"..." Han Zhecheng looked at Xia Cheng as if he was crazy.

Not to mention, maybe because of being with Lu Meiqi, Xia Cheng is becoming more and more like Lu Meiqi.

Han Zhecheng sneered. Back then... when he promised to divorce Lu Meiqi once he established the power of the Han family, set her free, and give her enough property and resources to help, Lu Meiqi also took out her mobile phone and said to record a video...

There is no basis for what you say.

"Han Zhecheng, the president of the Korean Group and the leader of the Han family, said that as long as I stay with him for three months, he will voluntarily give up on my wife Lu Meiqi, and vowed never to entangle her, otherwise I will be punished by God." Xia Cheng Turn the camera and record yourself and Han Zhecheng.

Han Zhecheng was furious, with a dark face.

Xia Cheng looked at the video with satisfaction and nodded. "Okay, Mr. Han, please go to bed early."

Outside the door, the assistant and the white bodyguard rushed in. Seeing that the person on the ground had been knocked unconscious, they breathed a sigh of relief. "Mr. Han...I'm sorry, it's our fault. I don't know when he got in..."

Han Zhecheng's voice was low. "Take him to treat his wounds. Don't let him die now."

Injured on the first day, Han Zhecheng could already imagine Lu Meiqi's condition tomorrow.

Definitely eat people.

Xia Cheng avoided the assistant and spoke in a deep voice. "No need, I will take care of the wound myself. When my shift time is up, I will go home first. My wife is waiting for me downstairs."

This time, Han Zhecheng's face turned darker.

Han Zhecheng kicked the coffee table and everything fell to the ground.

Neither the assistant nor the white bodyguard dared to say a word...

……

Downstairs, Lu Meiqi was sitting in the car with a stern face.

Seeing Xia Cheng come out, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xia Cheng...did he..." Lu Meiqi got out of the car and wanted to ask Xia Cheng if Han Zhe had made things difficult for her.

As soon as I got close, I smelled the smell of blood.

Lu Meiqi frowned and looked at the suit jacket on Xia Cheng's arm. "Where's the injury?"

Xia Cheng smiled and said nothing.

"Let me see..." Lu Meiqi anxiously tugged on Xia Cheng's coat.

Xia Cheng took the opportunity to hold Lu Meiqi in his arms. "It's okay. Someone wanted to kill Han Zhecheng just now, but I blocked the knife."

"Are you sick?" Lu Meiqi's eyes turned red with distress. "You should kick that man and help him stab Han Zhecheng to death."

Xia Cheng laughed helplessly. "I have my professionalism."

"Your professional quality is to protect others from knives?" Lu Meiqi gritted her teeth.

Xia Cheng rubbed Lu Meiqi's head. "Don't be afraid...I'll be fine. I'm in Haicheng..."

"Then what if he takes you out of Haicheng? Three months, I read the contract, no matter where he goes, you have to cooperate!" Lu Meiqi was scared. If Han Zhecheng wanted Xia Cheng's life, he would definitely take him with him. Leave Xia City.

She didn't dare...

also afraid.

She was afraid that something would happen if Xia Cheng went out.

If Han Zhecheng goes to a Southeast Asian country, then Xia Cheng... there will be no chance of survival.

"Believe me." Xia Cheng spoke again. "I'm not a fool to be slaughtered."

Lu Meiqi lowered her head and stopped talking.

Let her rest assured, how can she rest assured?

Looking up at the high floor, Lu Meiqi knew that Han Zhecheng was looking down in the room.

Before getting in the car, Lu Meiqi gave Han Zhecheng's room a middle finger.

……

In the room, Han Zhecheng watched Lu Meiqi get into the car, looked at Lu Meiqi giving her middle finger, and smiled helplessly.

He is still very confident now, after all... Xia Cheng is nothing.

He was confident that Lu Meiqi could come back to him.

If the Lu family's parents could force their daughter to marry him once, they could force Lu Meiqi to make a second choice.

Han Zhecheng watched Xia Cheng and the others leave.

I'm curious... how hard Xia Cheng's bones are.

Obviously... I should want him to die, but when someone came to kill him just now, Xia Cheng was the first to rush in and take action. It was so stupid that people... found it funny.

He seemed to care about his career and did not think Han Zhecheng was humiliating him. Instead, he regarded himself as a bodyguard to protect his boss.

Ha...that's interesting.

Before returning to Haicheng, Han Zhecheng didn't know what kind of person Xia Cheng was. Judging from the investigation results, Xia Cheng is just a poor boy who suddenly clings to Gao Zhier. Such a person is a person with evil intentions.

But now it seems... he has to re-examine Xia Cheng.

He began to feel a little flustered and began to be afraid of Xia Cheng.

The man Lu Meiqi could fall in love with was definitely not as superficial as he imagined.

……

Early the next morning, Xia Cheng stood outside Han Zhecheng's room on time, carefully checking everyone who came in and out of the room.

It seems that he is just here to be a bodyguard and get paid to do things.

"Here, check it out." When the female cleaning lady wanted to bring dry-cleaned clothes through the door, Xia Cheng also stopped them from checking them, and then blocked the door because the clothes had a peculiar smell.

So, after taking a shower, Han Zhecheng waited naked in the hotel room for more than an hour, wrapped in a bath towel, and finally couldn't bear it any longer and gritted his teeth and opened the door. "Xia Cheng, did you do this on purpose?"

Xia Cheng spoke respectfully. "Sir, the smell on your clothes is wrong. I was worried that someone was tampering with your clothes, so I stopped you. Assistant Zhang has already gone to buy new clothes for you. Please wait patiently."

Han Zhecheng gritted his teeth and nodded. "Okay, very good."

Xia Cheng has always been indifferent, just avenging private revenge.

Han Zhecheng leaned against the door frame wrapped in a bath towel and sneered. "Let's see what other tricks you can come up with."

Xia Cheng remained indifferent. For three months, they just tormented each other to see who couldn't hold on first.

Han Zhecheng turned around and kicked the door hard.

Xia Cheng took a look and saw that his body was covered with scars, including burns, knife wounds, and even... gunshot wounds.

It seems that it is not easy for a young man from such a family to survive to this day.

The assistant brought the clothes cursingly, and Han Zhecheng finished packing and walked out, looking at Xia Cheng indifferently. "Today is a gathering of the Haicheng Chamber of Commerce. If you follow me, you'd better stay close."

Today, he thought of new tricks to deal with Xia Cheng.

Xia Cheng also knew that Han Zhecheng's main focus in the past few days was to attack his heart.

After all, killing people first kills the heart.

Yesterday, the Lu family's parents gave him a shot in the arm, and today I am afraid they will suppress him from the perspective of social status.

Xia Cheng is not in a hurry. When three months pass, if Han Zhecheng doesn't let go as agreed, he will return to the Huo family.