Two-Faced President, So Hard to Placate (41)

Although Zhang Jingchen knew she didn't care, he didn't want anyone gossiping about her.

"Don't worry. If anyone dares to wag their tongue, I'll rip it out and kill them."

Su Qiao rolled her eyes at him. "There are so many people. Can you kill them all?"

How did he think the saying Words can be terrifying came about?

"Hmph, don't worry. I have my ways."

"Just behave yourself. Stop resorting to violence at the drop of a hat."

The man was brimming with murderous intent. Knowing that he always kept his word, Su Qiao hurriedly put a stop to the idea.

Watching her pouting lips, Zhang Jingchen licked the corner of his mouth. "Then let's not fight and kill. Let's do something fun instead."

"Wh..."

Before Su Qiao could finish speaking, the highly action-oriented man had already flipped her onto the sofa and pinned her down.

After a while, just as she was about to suffocate, her face flushed bright red, and he finally let her go.

Su Qiao shoved him hard, furious. "Are you trying to get yourself killed? What kind of place is this? How dare you fool around here?"

"I... I..."

After she pushed him, the man actually rolled onto the floor, still clutching her arm. His eyes were awkward, and his entire face was red.

But inside his mind, someone was roaring nonstop.

"Damn it, get back here right now! How dare you take advantage of me..."

"Damn it, where are you putting your hands?"

"What are you staring at?"

"You bastard! Believe it or not, I'll dump a huge pile of contraband at your docks tonight?"

At that moment, Su Qiao also sensed that something was wrong and shot upright.

She stared blankly at the man still sitting on the floor, his face flushed