We Are Meant To Be

Suddenly, a sound of a car engine came from the direction of the intersection, and a Bentley drove to the gate and stopped.

The person in the driver's seat was Xinping Fang, and the back seat... seemed that a man lean against her!

Christy Zhong quickly opened the door and greeted them out.

Xinping got out of the car and opened the rear door, pointed at the man and said to Christy: "Quickly, help me help him into the house!"

Christy responded and attempted to work with her to get the man out, but Xinping's cell phone rang.

Xinping cursed and took her mobile phone to the side of the road to answer, Christy looked down at the man.

What? ! Don’t this handsome face with sharp edges and corners look like James Feng? ! Christy leaned over to look at him obsessively.

"Water...I want water..." James whispered with his eyes closed, strange redness floating on his cheeks.

Is this James Xinping's current boyfriend? Christy looked at him suspiciously, then turned to look at Xinping who was arguing with the person on the other side of the phone.

It was known that Xinping has been splitting up and reuniting with her first boyfriend. Seeing how excited she was now on the phone, Christy was afraid that she still had trouble with her boyfriend.

"Wait! I'll be right there!" Xinping groaned suddenly, hung up the phone and rushed over to Christy with high heels, "Honey, I have to go, you help me get this man into the house first, please!" After speaking, she turned and ran to the intersection.

"Hey, you come back first--" Christy shouted at Xinping. But Xinping had already stopped a taxi, and got into the car without responding her yelling, left.

A big sweaty hand suddenly put on Christy's wrist, and the man opened his scarlet eyes and muttered, "Give me water, water!"

"Oh oh." Christy looked around, took out a bottle of mineral water from the grocery bag, opened the lid, and stuffed it into his hand. But seeing that he seemed unable to drink water by himself, she had to feed him with the bottle, poured in at his mouth.

took a few sips of water, recovering a little, and he fixedly looked at Christy.

"Would you like to drink more?" Christy asked James, pointing to the

motionlessly, Christy felt that her fine hair stand up under his staring. She twisted the bottle cap and put it back in the grocery bag, then leaned forward to him,

two big hands quickly grabbed her neck and

out a screamed, but her slender body was tightly held by him, and he buried his head frantically and kissed her on the side

he crazy? !

struggled hard, scratching him with her both hands.

and pried her tightly closed teeth. The hot tongue rushed in with a

Christy shouted, it was futile. She was almost out of her mind. She freed her hand to try to find something that could hit

eyes rolled, and his huge body tilted into the seat.

Christy hurried out of the carriage. Bang! She close the car door vigorously, gasping for breath.

clearly drugged, and it was most likely of Xinping who drugged him! What

she would not and dared not to move him again, for fear that he would do something inappropriate to her again

When she felt at a loss and didn't know what to do, the sound of cell phone vibrating reached her

on the ground. And the name that appeared on the screen was the name "Junyan Zhang", who sent her away after the job

or not?

her finger, thinking with her brain like a motor

to be disconnected,

Feng's cell phone."Junyan asked in surprise.

she should say her name directly? But she was afraid of causing misunderstanding!

you and what do you want?" Junyan, over the line, seeing that the other

Zhang, this is Christy, and you gave me an interview earlier." Christy toughened her courage to give

and after a pause, she shouted in a low voice: "Is Mr. Feng with you? Give me the address, and I'll go over

said the address, Junyan

a day! Already very tired, Christy did not expect that she would be tossed up like this at night.

through the window of the car from time to time. She had already figured out how to respond to Junyan's interrogation later.