Zhou Qiang's pupils trembled as he stared at Zhao Chen, who had barged in angrily. Although he wanted to call Zhao Chen later and ask him to come over, he did not expect him to come at this moment.
"Zhao Chen, save me…" Su Qianxia's clothes were in a mess as she lay on the bed weakly. Her eyes were beautiful, but he could still see the surprise on her face.
In fact, Su Qianxia was already prepared to be ruined by Zhou Qiang. She thought that her world had collapsed, but Zhao Chen was like a divine warrior that had descended from the sky, illuminating her despairing future.
"How dare you ruin my plans. I'll kill you!" Zhou Qiang's expression was hideous. "I originally planned to let you come over later, but since you're here, I'll let you watch the live broadcast." As he spoke, he punched out.