After a while, Zhan Beiting's cell phone rang.

"Sir, it's Yan Jiaojiao."

Zhan Beiting was still a little surprised for a moment, he didn't remember who Yan Jiaojiao was.

After a while, killing intent emerged in his eyes: "Did you grab resources from Song Xingchen before?"

"Yes sir, Miss Xingchen's pervert in the airport toilet was also brought to guard by Yan Jiaojiao."

Zhan Beiting's eyes were icy cold, his eyes looked into the distance, and his thin lips spit out a sentence: "Bring her to me."

Hanging up the phone, he exuded a coldness all over.

Warrior's warehouse.

Yan Jiaojiao followed her to the imperial capital. She has always been arrogant and wanted to clean up Yu Lili, give Zhan Beiting a disgrace, and let Song Xingchen bleed, and her future will not be blocked.

But what she didn't expect was that a little girl had thrown down the bodyguards of the entire manor and returned to the imperial capital without incident. This was a great shame to her, but what she didn't know was that this imperial capital was a war. Beiting's site.

As soon as she got off the plane, she was taken to the warehouse by Lei Ming. All the bodyguards she took with her fled, and only Yan Jiaojiao was brought over.

Just as Zhan Beiting's expensive leather shoes entered the warehouse, Lei Ming brought him a chair. He walked in front of the woman in three or two steps, and the surrounding aura instantly dropped several degrees: "Are you Yan Jiaojiao?"

He hadn't seen him before, but he was still familiar with him.

"Zhan Beiting, let go of me, I'm a star, you've already been kidnapped. I let the media hype it up, and your company will be cold!"

Biquge

Yan Jiao looked at Zhan Beiting's delicate face anxiously. For a moment, her breathing was half a beat. She had never seen a real Zhan Beiting before. With her cognitive ability, she could support Song Xingchen to overcome all obstacles. A man, the boss of a company, he is a potbellied, greasy old man, he didn't expect Zhan Beiting to be so handsome!

"Hype? You'd better think about whether you can get out of here." Zhan Beiting's voice was as cold as a statement from the god of death, and with a trembling feeling in her heart, she trembled instantly.

"You think you can cover the sky with one hand?"

Yan Jiaojiao wanted to deal with him for a while, waiting for the chance to escape, but Zhan Beiting didn't take her seriously at all: "This woman."

He spoke to Lei Ming and paused: "I don't want to hear her name in the entertainment industry from now on."

"Yes." Lei Ming answered neatly.

Glancing at Yan Jiaojiao, a look of horror appeared on her face: "What do you want? I have someone in the circle, and you want to block me? How arrogant!"

"Take good care of the guests and send them back." The injury to his little boy's leg was not in vain.

"Zhan Beiting! How dare you! I'm a star - ah, how dare you hit me?"

The sound faded away.

fighter.

Song Xingchen didn't go far, and he came back when he lost his anger. Zhan Beiting never apologized to her. No matter how she lost her temper, Zhan Beiting ignored her, so every time she was directing and acting by herself. .

But after coming back, Zhan Beiting will still treat her as good as before.

What Song Xingchen saw today was not the same as usual. Zhan Beiting had murdered her more than once, and he was gentle like that little girl.

She adjusted her emotions, sat on the sofa, and looked around: "Where's Brother Beiting?"