Standing in front of the door of 1289, Hu Juan's heart was beating uncontrollably. She raised and lowered her hand to knock on the door many times, hesitating. Finally, she bit her lips tightly before making up her mind to knock on the door.

."Bang bang!"

"Bang bang!" Hu Juan only knocked twice and immediately put her hand back on her chest. When she heard heavy footsteps coming from inside, she panicked and took two steps back.

The door lock slid with a click, Hu Juan's beautiful eyes were fixed on the door opening, and a fat bald man in a black suit, wearing sunglasses and a dark face, looked at Hu Juan.

"I...I'm looking for Zhang Hao." Hu Juan said timidly. She was a little unsure whether she was looking in the wrong place. The fat man in front of her was obviously not her ex-husband.

The fat man's expression was so dark that he could squeeze out ink, and he said coldly: "Come in."

Hu Juan looked inside and saw a long corridor that was empty and scary. At this moment, the fat man suddenly turned his head and said fiercely: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Come in quickly!"

Nodding weakly, Hu Juan bit her red lips, followed the fat man's plump footsteps, and carefully walked into the room.

The door automatically locked with a dull sound, which made Hu Juan's heart beat wildly. She was very cautious. This place was like a devil's cave to her, with a strange environment and a depressing atmosphere. Every step she took made her body aggravate.

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Passing through the long corridor, a huge living room appears in front of you. Above the head is a luxurious crystal chandelier, which emits soft goose feather light. Below are two rows of exquisite European-style sofas, arranged neatly and symmetrically. There is no one in the huge living room.

Hu Juan sat on the sofa very carefully, looking at everything here.

The place is quite large and luxurious, but not empty. It is filled with all kinds of expensive furniture with gold edges, including cabinets, bookshelves, coffee tables, and dining tables. At first glance, the golden light is dazzling. Behind it is a huge floor-to-ceiling window.

, the window was half open, and the cold night breeze blew in, which slightly calmed Hu Juan's complicated and anxious mood.

The bedroom is on the left. The door is ajar, and there is bright light coming from inside. There are many figures, and there must be more than one person.

The fat man had been standing next to the door, like a thug, motionless. His dark face made Hu Juan feel very uncomfortable. He held his knees with his little hands and glanced to the side from time to time. The faint sound of conversations inside had already made her feel uncomfortable.

Her heart was in her throat.

Suddenly footsteps sounded, and a young man with oily hair walked out of the room. It was Zhang Hao. He was quite handsome, but his face was unhealthy white and his eyes were wandering. It was definitely a sign of excessive sexual indulgence. Zhang Hao

Wearing a black fitted suit, every time her shiny leather shoes hit the ground, they made a squeaking sound, which was very harsh and uncomfortable for Hu Juan to hear.

Seeing Zhang Hao come out, Hu Juan immediately stood up, her eyes alert, and she looked at him with a tense expression. There was no tenderness and charm in her eyes, but a trace of anger and a trace of disgust.

"Haha...Juan'er, you are on time!" Looking at Hu Juan's pretty appearance, Zhang Hao's eyes flashed with surprise, and he quickened his pace. After standing in front of Hu Juan, he reached out and wanted to hug her, but Hu Juan deftly stopped her.

Move back and avoid.

"Zhang Hao, I'm here, where are the things?" Hu Juan retreated to the corner of the sofa and asked warily.

Zhang Hao's handsome face flashed with lust, and he slowly sat down: "Hey, Juan'er, they say that a couple's love lasts for a night, but you are so guarded against me, how can we negotiate terms?"

Hu Juan frowned in disgust: "I'm just here to get back what belongs to me, not to negotiate terms with you."

"Haha, Juan'er, let's just be a couple, don't be so heartless." Zhang Hao lazily crossed his legs, looking like a second son.

Hu Juan snorted coldly and said: "Zhang Hao, my relationship with you has ended a long time ago. Stop being so pretentious. Give me your things quickly. I'll have something to do later."

"Is something wrong?" Zhang Hao's face flashed with a trace of ferocity, and he sneered: "I think you are anxious to find your little lover."

"You... don't talk nonsense." Hu Juan's expression was obviously stagnant, and she was instantly covered by a blush. Her explanation voice was very small and pale.

"Hmph, there's no need to pretend. You think I don't know. I sent people to investigate him as early as two weeks ago. I really doubt your taste. He is a massage cowherd and a pretty boy who relies on women for food. What's so good about him?

Yes, in poor taste."

When her sweetheart was insulted like this, Hu Juan's expression instantly froze and she shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

Because of her anger, Hu Juan gasped repeatedly, and her plump chest and abdomen rose and fell with her breathing. She was really beautiful. Zhang Hao scratched his eyes in fascination, suddenly showed a lustful smile, took out a white envelope from his arms and put it on

On the table.

Hu Juan immediately ran over and picked up the envelope. After opening it, there were three photos inside. She just took a look at it and her face turned red. These three photos were all of herself, even though they were raped while she was sleeping.

But it's really me.

"Hey, I'm really curious about how your little lover would react if he saw these things. Will he continue to like you?" Zhang Hao said with a smile, with a hint of gloating in his tone.

Energetic.

Hu Juan immediately tore the photo into pieces, even the envelope. She hated it so much. She hated how she had married this bastard with a human face and a beast heart, and how she had not recognized this man in the first place, and now she ended up being blackmailed.

Just thinking about it made Hu Juan have the urge to jump out of the window.

"Haha, I have the negatives in my hand, it's useless if you tear them up."

Hu Juan calmed down her violent breathing and said in a cold voice: "Zhang Hao, what do you want?"

"It's very simple. Transfer all your shares in Nanguo Nightclub to me. As long as you can do it, I will give you the film right now." Zhang Hao said his request readily. It seemed that he had been prepared for it.

The photo was kept just to blackmail Hu Juan.

Hu Juan was hesitating. Nanguo Nightclub can be said to be her half-life effort. It was founded by her and a few friends. She holds the largest share, accounting for 59%. If converted into money, it would be worth more than one million. If it is true,

If you give all these to Zhang Hao, it would be a lie to say that you are willing to give them up.

Seeing Hu Juan's hesitation, Zhang Hao suddenly smiled playfully: "Juan'er, you have to think carefully. If I hear an unsatisfactory answer, these photos may be sent to your little lover at any time."

"No!" Hu Juan immediately lost control. If these photos were seen by Lu Han, she might not even be friends with him. She didn't dare or didn't want to think about it. The look of fear had betrayed her inner thoughts.

Almost gritting her teeth, Hu Juan nodded miserably and said: "I...I promise you, all my shares in Nanguo Nightclub belong to you."

"Haha, Juan'er is indeed a cheerful person." Zhang Hao patted his thigh and immediately sat next to Hu Juan, his lustful hands already caressing her smooth calf...

"What are you doing??" Hu Juan jumped up from the sofa like a frightened little white rabbit, looked at Zhang Hao warily, and subconsciously protected her chest with her hands.

"Hey, we haven't seen each other for such a long time. Let's talk about our love as husband and wife." Zhang Hao curved an evil smile at the corner of his mouth and walked towards Hu Juan step by step. In his eyes filled with evil thoughts, the woman in front of him had just entered the house.
Chapter completed!