The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

Why was he panicking? Because he saw determination and fearlessness in her eyes. That look of despair was frightening.

The man did not follow him out. He put his hands on the table with a serious face, leaned forward slightly, and stared at the screen, looking at Zhou Yian, no one knew what he was thinking.

He didn't expect that such a scene would happen if he pushed her into a corner. He thought that her arrogance, her self-esteem, and her reserve came from her innocence and simplicity, and her naivety was due to her lack of experience in the world.

So he wanted to teach her a lesson, let her see the darkness and the filth, let life smooth out her edges, so that she would become vulgar, materialistic, smooth, and even mean.

He also didn't expect that her tenacity and self-respect were engraved in her bones. She would really fight to the end for her dignity, even at the cost of her life, and would rather die than surrender. When such a word appeared in her, she shocked him tonight.

Zhou Yian's eyes were focused and she was looking in one direction. She didn't notice the camera. She was looking at the marble countertop, on which there was an exquisite and heavy glass ashtray.

"Fuck you, you stinky bitch, wait and see how I kill you." I could hear the man cursing and swearing in my ears.

She thought of her mother in the hospital, feeling bitter and guilty. She also thought of how grateful Li Li was, and she also thought of herself, feeling wronged and distressed. Her mind was in a mess, with all kinds of emotions flooding her heart, and she felt heartbroken.

The alcohol and unknown drugs slowly produced a slight chemical reaction in her body. Her body was undergoing subtle changes, changes that made her feel unfamiliar and scared.

She didn't have time to think about anything. She stretched out her hand with difficulty and slowly groped for the ashtray. The man on top of her was rubbing his eyes and wailing. He didn't notice her little movement, and she looked tragic.

Finally she touched the ashtray, took a deep breath, then resolutely raised it and swung it hard, hitting the man's bald forehead squarely, causing blood to gushed out instantly.

"Ah" the man's scream like a pig being slaughtered echoed throughout the private room.

The man in the secret room looked at the surveillance footage with a cold face, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Zhou Yian, you really surprised me."

"Blood...blood, damn it, you stinky bitch, you actually dare to hit me, you are looking for death, if I don't kill you, my surname is not Gao." The man was hit and howled in pain. He reached out and touched a hand full of sticky blood. His eyes were as big as copper bells, and he raised his hand in anger to fight back.

However, before he could make a move, Zhou Yian smashed the ashtray down again, once, twice. She was so frightened that she had lost the ability to think and mechanically repeated the action of smashing it at him.

At first the man put his hands up to protect his face, but later he was knocked dizzy and collapsed on the sofa, still cursing.

"You...crazy...woman, bitch, I will...kill you later..."

"Just wait and see how I deal with you... Just wait for me, bitch."

"Just wait and see, bitch."

The man's shouting became quieter and quieter, and his groans became so weak that he could no longer make any sound. After a while, the man collapsed on the sofa, his eyelids fluttering, and his bulging belly rising and falling with his breathing. Blood was flowing from his face, from his forehead to his neck, shoulders and chest, forming a large, shocking patch, which was very frightening.

The foreman rushed to the box with his men. As soon as he entered the box, he was stunned by the scene in front of him. Things were scattered all over the room, and the stench of alcohol mixed with blood in the air rushed straight to the head, making people feel nauseous and vomiting.

As for the two people in the room, the man was lying on the sofa with blood all over his face, and his naked upper body was also stained with large patches of blood.

The woman was sitting on her knees with her back facing the entrance of the box. Her expression could not be seen. All that could be seen was that she was raising the object in her hand and was about to smash it down. The foreman was so scared that he quickly ran over.

"Quick, quick, save people..."