PFC Chapter 1122 - 66: My Whole Body Hurts
Chapter 1122 - 66: My Whole Body Hurts
Ning Zesheng stuffed Qiao Anlu into the car and sat down beside her.
Qiao Anlu turned her back on him and lay against the window, crying even more sorrowfully. She heard that a woman’s greatest weapon is her tears. If she cries first, Ning Zesheng might not punish her, right?
"Cry any more, and I’ll throw you in the middle of the road!"
Qiao Anlu immediately stopped crying.
Does he know throwing someone in the middle of the road can kill them? She secretly glared at him.
The secretary, as soon as she sat down, asked, "Mr. Ning? The meeting has been delayed by two minutes already? Are you not going?"
"You go for me?"
"Ah?" The secretary glanced back at him, then quickly got out of the car holding the documents, "Okay, Mr. Ning!"
Why did he send the secretary away?
What’s Ning Zesheng up to?
Qiao Anlu just felt her neck hurt, heartache, her whole body hurt!
Ning Zesheng suddenly got out of the car, then went to the front and drove away.
The car soon arrived at Ning Zesheng’s residence. Qiao Anlu lay down, sat up, and then lay down again in the back seat, feeling all uneasy. Coming to his house, it definitely won’t be anything good!
Thinking about the last time she was tied up and slept on the floor all night, and nearly got thrown out the window, she couldn’t help but shiver!
Why?
Why come here again? She chose to "dog belt"!
Qiao Anlu lay on the seat pretending to sleep. Ning Zesheng opened the car door and directly kicked her sprained foot.
Qiao Anlu endured the pain and sat up, and only then did Ning Zesheng bend down and carry her horizontally, slowly walking into the house.
Qiao Anlu really wished she could turn into a stone!
He put her on the sofa and went to the kitchen to get a bucket of ice, placing it in front of Qiao Anlu.
Then he squatted down, untied her shoelaces, and put her foot into the ice bucket.
So cold yet so comfortable!
Qiao Anlu pressed her lips tightly, looking down at the man holding her ankle.
The next second, she cried out with a shout.
"Mr. Ning, I know I was wrong, don’t squeeze, don’t squeeze, please! It was Ada who said not to drink and speak less, eat more, it’s his fault for forcing me to drink, it’s not my fault! It hurts, it hurts..."
She truly cried out in pain this time, and only then did Ning Zesheng release her ankle.
"Leave it in for ten minutes and then take it out." Qiao Anlu sniffled obediently.
"Have I ever told you that once you enter the entertainment industry, you’ll encounter more people exploiting you?"
Qiao Anlu nodded frantically!
"So what exactly should you do?"
Qiao Anlu looked up at him, then shook her head, "I really didn’t say anything, he came over himself and deliberately spilled wine on my chest, taking advantage of me!"
Isn’t she the one who feels wronged?
Qiao Anlu continued to sniffle.
Ning Zesheng watched her like this, silent.
Finally, he went upstairs!
Only when Qiao Anlu completely lost sight of him did she start crying loudly, why was she so unlucky, so miserable!
Oh my god!
Downstairs began to bustle again; Ning Zesheng sat on the sofa and picked up his phone, smiling knowingly.
Then sent a text message to the secretary.
"Mr. Ning, ten minutes are up!" Qiao Anlu called timidly, afraid he didn’t hear, and said again, "Can I leave now?"
"Then go!" Ning Zesheng stepped downstairs, step by step.
Qiao Anlu involuntarily shivered and hurriedly got up to jump and walk away.
Ning Zesheng said again, "I said walk."
Isn’t he making things difficult for her?
Qiao Anlu sensibly backed off and sat on the sofa, her legs together, hands on her knees, like a child admitting wrongdoing, waiting for the dean to speak.