Part Two of East Soil Big Sugar Chapter 183

opinions.The tech department simply couldn't believe Wen Jian would do such a thing. It wasn't just about trust in Wen Jian, but also about their own unwavering confidence in their abilities.And the...Han Li called out to stop the car again. The driver glanced at Zhao Tingxing through the rearview mirror, seeing his sullen expression, “Can’t you say a word now Scared of talking after coming out to sell”

The driver dared not stop, and continued to drive forward.

Han Li's expression remained calm. "I want to go outside for some fresh air."

Perhaps it was the side effects of the stomach medicine and hangover remedy she had taken earlier, or perhaps it was because Zhao Tingxing was currently pinching her chin to fix her head in place, but despite only having a few drinks today, her stomach ached faintly and felt like it was churning inside.

"Stop the car!" she said again, but it was no use. Zhao Tingxing had no intention of letting her out.

Ugh!!!

She suddenly couldn't help herself, and quickly rolled down the car window, sticking her head out.

Because Zhao Tingxing was holding her chin, she was facing him. Even though she opened the window and leaned over his body to look out, she still vomited a little on him.

Zhao Tingxing jumped up in alarm, but because he was too tall, his head hit the car roof and he bounced back onto the seat. He pulled the woman off him with disgust and threw her onto the seat next to him.

"Are you still a woman Disgusting!"

Han Li spat and felt much better. He thought to himself, "You deserved it for parking there!" But his expression remained cold. He took a tissue and only bothered wiping the smudges from his lips and clothes, calmly saying, “I’ll pay for the car wash and laundry.”

"Stop the car, stop the car." This time it was Zhao Tingxing who couldn't bear it anymore and told the driver to stop.

"Mr. Zhao, just bear with it for a few more minutes, the hotel is right ahead," the driver reminded, "Otherwise, leaving it on the road wouldn't be appropriate."

Zhao Tingxing's temples bulged with strained veins, staring at Han Li who was only focused on packing her things beside him. He wished he could strangle her.

Holding back, he waited for the car to reach the hotel. As soon as they stopped, he pulled Han Li out of the car and dragged him all the way back to room 2203, tossing him into the bathroom.

2203 is a standard double bed room, the bathroom is cramped. If two people go in at the same time, especially Zhao Tingxing's figure, he is like a wall. Han Li can only be squeezed between him and the glass.

He stripped them both in a couple of moves, stomped on their clothes, turned on the shower head and rinsed them clean.

Her pale skin dazzles the eyes;

The shower water kept pouring over the two of them;

Lying on the ground was her silk blouse, and his shirt;

After a long time...

Zhao Tingxing threw her, drenched as she was, onto the bed and then bound her hands with her own, sodden shirt.

Revenge for the past humiliation!

Before, he said he wanted to fight again in 2203. He had been saving up for so long, just waiting for today.

Han Li's combat effectiveness is weak today.

Let him have his way!

Finally, he lightly patted her face, looking pleased: "This is what a woman should look like."

She was tied up and unable to move her hands, but she laughed.

Zhao Tingxing was amused by her laughter, "What are you laughing at"

She languidly and contentedly answered, “Pretty good.”

Zhao Tingxing only then realized, he had been tricked again. He had worked so hard today, determined to beat her, to make her beg for mercy, but in the end, he was just serving her.

Hàn Lì's two hands were tied to the headboard, her slender wrists now bearing red marks from the binding. "Could you please untie me first"

Zhao Tingxing then went over and untied her. She supported her wrist and turned it in circles, the soreness lessened quite a bit. She was used to his little quirks and didn't say anything about it.

After the intense interaction just now, I've calmed down but my stomach is still aching faintly. I don't want to show it in front of Zhao Tingxing, so I took my bag to the bathroom and swallowed two painkillers.

When she came out wrapped in a towel, she heard Zhao Tingxing making a phone call, asking someone to send two sets of clothes over. The room was in a mess at the moment.

The bathroom was strewn with ripped clothes, and the bed in the adjoining room was soaked with water. There were tissues scattered all over the floor.

Hani is a little tired today, plus Han Zhao Yi is upstairs, so she doesn't want to go home, "Find someone to come up and tidy up, I'll sleep here tonight."

Zhao Tingxing saw a rare trace of fatigue in her eyes and scolded, “You’re also a boss, why are you personally joining the drinking session Aren't you afraid of lowering your status”

Han Li ignored his sarcasm. After all, the boss knows who's important. His business had grown now, so everyone was there to flatter and praise him. Just one look from him, and people below would get things done clearly. He had forgotten that when he first started out, he was just as capable, if not more so.

And she was doing alright today, too. After all, she's fairly well-known in the industry. At the dinner table, at most, the other party would just talk a big game to get some satisfaction, there wasn't anything too out of line.

Today, for some reason, my stomach has been experiencing bouts of cramps.

Zhao Tingxing was only wearing a bathrobe, revealing his strong upper body. When the hotel cleaning lady came to clean the room, she saw the mess and couldn't help but feel embarrassed. This must have been a very intense fight.

But the man and woman involved were very calm, each sitting at one end of the sofa like strangers, each looking at their phones.

The cleaning lady quickly changed the sheets and blanket, and cleaned the floor again before hurrying away. A while later, Zhao Tingxing's subordinates brought them their clothes.

Han Li took one look and said, "Okay, it's the style she usually wears, and the size is the same. Even the underwear and pants are exactly her size."

Zhao Tingxing shamelessly said: "After touching so many times, can't you tell"

Han Li felt a little unwell today and didn't want to argue with him, so she simply lay back in bed and let him leave. Zhao Tingxing was in a good mood tonight, so before leaving, he glanced at her and said seriously, "You're not a little girl anymore, don't make trouble. If you find a suitable man, just make do with it."

"Get lost," Han Li said, straining to pull a pillow from the side and throw it at him.

Zhao Tingxing shrugged: "Honest words are unwelcome, and good medicine tastes bitter. It's not easy for a woman to struggle outside. Find someone who can help you block the wind and rain, and your life will be complete. You wouldn't really be childishly still fantasizing about me, would you I'm fine with sleeping, but don't expect anything else."

Zhaoting really knew what was going on. He was aware that Han Li still had fantasies about him, perhaps because of his persona or his wealth and influence. Otherwise, given her personality, she wouldn't have slept with him multiple times.

It's perfectly normal for men and women to have romantic relationships after a good sleep, but seeing her so determined to drink tonight made him more thoughtful. So, he decided to give her some genuine advice from the heart.

A person's capabilities have their limits, or a ceiling. She has been working hard for so many years and managed to establish only a small company, which is essentially the peak of her potential. There won't be much further development. Ironically, she can't see the reality clearly. While she assists Gu Ruandong, she also engages in this illicit relationship with him. In the end, she is destined to fail on both fronts.

He finished speaking, not caring if Han Li had heard him or not, and slammed the door shut. Upstairs there was still that strange child, and a girl who had appeared out of nowhere.

After the storm and rain, my body was exhausted, and even my mood felt listless.A-Yang, I apologize for this. These boors, they are so uncultured," Gan'an pointed at his head. He liked to call his subordinates "boors," claiming his ancestors were scholars and that he was a cultur...