Zhang Zilong held Su Qiqi under control and shouted at Su Chen, who had stopped speaking after calling the police from inside the bathroom.
"Su Chen, your Second Sister is in my hands right now."
"Hurry up and give me back my phone, then cancel the police report!"
"Otherwise, Su Chen, I'll kill your Second Sister!"
Hearing this, Su Qiqi was so terrified she nearly fainted.
She knew Zhang Zilong was no good, and she knew he had no good intentions in taking her captive.
But she had never imagined that Zhang Zilong actually wanted to kill her.
Just that morning, Zhang Zilong had still been treating her with tenderness and affection!
A wave of hot, foul-smelling urine spread from Su Qiqi's body.
Zhang Zilong felt a warm wetness against the thigh pressed to Su Qiqi.
Zhang Zilong looked down.
Su Qiqi's skirt was already soaked, steam rising from it.
A small puddle had formed beneath Su Qiqi's feet.
It turned out that...
Su Qiqi had wet herself in terror.
Zhang Zilong cursed in disgust.
"Fucking disgusting!"
So even the daughter of the richest man was no different from some streetwalker waitress when she got scared.
Su Qiqi had already been unbearably ashamed that she had wet herself, and hearing Zhang Zilong's curse only made it worse.
She no longer expected Zhang Zilong to show any regard for their past relationship.
At once.
Tears burst from Su Qiqi's eyes as she let out muffled sobs and cries.
Liu Yanran and Su Mu were both frantic when they saw this.
But they did not dare step forward to rescue Su Qiqi from Zhang Zilong's grasp.
For one thing, they feared Zhang Zilong would seize them as well; for another, they worried that provoking him would make him kill Su Qiqi.
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