The Pet of the Gloomy Boss

[The text has been completed] Jiang Zhao was desperate and sold himself into a nightclub. The commission for a bottle of wine is 3,000, which is their family's living expenses for two months. As a result, he offended the big shots on his first night at work and was targeted by his colleagues after get off work. In the ice and snow, Jiang Zhao's fingers were crushed by the hard soles and hurt. Just a second before he asked for mercy, a black umbrella stood above his head. The big man he offended suddenly appeared, squatting in a half-crouched position, and lifted Jiang Zhao's chin with his index finger through the handkerchief, "I was bullied so miserably." "Want me to help you?" - Jiang Zhao then became Fu Yanxiu's lover. The Fu family's power is overwhelming, and countless people are trying to become Fu's wives. Jiang Zhao also slept with, chatted with, and ate with him respectfully, always asking for help and being obedient. After staying up until the contract expired, Jiang Zhao logically asked to leave. Then Fu Yanxiu stood in front of him. ——Teared up the paper package/support contract. - There was heavy rain and thunder and lightning. Fu Yanxiu went abroad on a business trip, and Jiang Zhao finally found the opportunity to leave the Fu family. However, the next second, the bright light of a flashlight suddenly flashed across his line of sight. The moment he raised his head, bodyguards in black surrounded him from all directions. At the only gap, Fu Yanxiu stepped closer with an umbrella. The tall figure of the man was projected under the light, and Jiang Zhao's whole body was shrouded in it, fear spreading in the seams of his bones like a tide. Jiang Zhao gritted his teeth and shouted: "The contract is over! You can't, can't trap me here anymore!" Fu Yanxiu suddenly smiled. He leaned down and clasped Jiang Zhao's chin with his finger bones. His eyes swept over the kiss marks on his shoulders and back, and a cool but heavy kiss fell on the corner of Jiang Zhao's lips. "Do you think you have the final say?" Demining 1. If you don't have any inspiration next door, we won't open it for now. If you mind, you can take it away. 2. In ancient times, wealthy families took care of themselves, and gadgets turned into sweethearts, and bloody things were everywhere. 3. All plots serve the emotional line, and the author loves every character equally. If you like the pre-collection of "After One-night Stand with the Protagonist", you can click and collect it. Shi Sheng lost his book. Dressed as the sickly male counterpart in an ancient bloody novel. I can't lift my shoulders, I can't resist, and I have to hold my chest and gasp for three minutes to climb the stairs. In order not to die so early, he worked as a tool butler for Jing Heng for more than ten years. Finally, on the day Jing Heng became the head of the family, he saved up a huge pension, but ended up spending a night of ridiculous indulgence. He and Jingheng... Asleep? ! ! - Shi Sheng tried to pretend that this incident never happened. He told Jing Heng, "I was planning to go back to my hometown. No one other than you and me will know about this." "Don't worry, young master." Shi Sheng lowered his eyes and looked respectful, "It won't affect your relationship with your future wife." At that time, Jing Heng held a cigarette between his fingertips, his eyes were heavy, and he already carried the majesty of the family master in his movements. "No, there are cameras in the room." "You can't leave until the murderer is found." - Shi Sheng believed it. He could only stay in his previous room. But as time went on, more and more things went wrong. My hands and feet were always sore and weak. No matter where I went, I felt like someone was watching me. One day I even came out of the shower and found a large number of hickeys on my back. Spreading from the shoulders and neck all the way down, the bruises were obviously superimposed day after day. He stumbled to Jingheng's study, saying that he was leaving tonight. But the study was not closed tightly. Through the crack in the door, Shi Sheng heard Jing Heng's low and hoarse voice: "He can't leave." "You don't know how much I want to lock him up." Demining 1. A bloody stew, an ancient taste of robbery 2. Satisfy the author's xp, if not, just go to the upper left corner Screenshot of the copy on 24.11.14 Intention: Struggle upward in the face of adversity