Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

Some high-end club.

Liang Meixuan and Huang Mingkun didn't even return home, and went straight to find Liao Haicheng.

The two men were tortured for several days. At this moment, like the refugees, they were smelly and pale. They arrived at the door and were stopped by two black bodyguards.

“Who!”

“Me, I'm Liang Meihuan! We have something very important to talk to Mr. Liao about!” Leung Meihuan spoke eagerly.

“Liang Meihuan? How did you do that?” The bodyguard identified the two men and revealed a despicable look.

“We've been kidnapped! It took me a while to get out! ”

“Kidnapping? ”

- “Who's out there? ”

At this point, there was a man's low voice in the house.

“Mr. Liao, it's Miss Liang and Mr. Huang! ”

“Let them in. ”

“Yes!”

After hearing Liao Haicheng's voice, the bodyguard brought Liang Meixuan to Huang Mingkun.

On a black sofa, a man of fifty or sixty years of age, with a cigar in his mouth, sitting in a relaxed position.

“What's going on?” Liao Haicheng looked at two people.

Liang Meixuan immediately added fuel and jealously told the whole story.

Liao Haicheng's assistant snorted his eyebrows. "Oh, that little girl just went to Yao Jiawen's studio and smashed the scene the other day. Mr. Liao had just sent someone to warn him.

But I didn't expect that little girl to have more guts than we thought, so she tied you both straight up. ”

“What, the little bitch went to the set to make trouble? ”

Huang Mingkun hurriedly said to Liao Haicheng, "Not only that, but the little bitch sent someone to cover up our statement! Mr. Liao, that little bitch must not be warned! Now our confession is in her hands. If they win the trial, the company will fall into their hands...”

Liao Haicheng's assistant looked coldly at Liang Meixuan and Huang Mingkun, "Do you still need to teach Mr. Liao to do things? ”

Huang Mingkun was frightened and licked his face and said: “Of course not, of course not, Mr. Liao, who are you, that little bitch is just an ant, you can pinch her with your fingers! ”

At this point, Liao Haicheng's phone suddenly rang, calling a strange number.

“Say it.”

Liao Haicheng answered the phone without a facial expression.

“Liao Haicheng, I don't know where your son Liao Jiaqi... is now.” On the phone, a woman laughed lazily.

As the woman's voice fell, Liao Haicheng's eyebrows suddenly burst, seemed to realize something, so he covered the phone and looked at the assistant beside him: “Where's Jia Qi? ”

"'I don't know where Master Jia Qi went,' said the assistant. 'I've already contacted him before, but the phone is off...”

“What...”

Immediately, Liao Haicheng's face suddenly changed. As the head of the Hongxing Club, Liao Haicheng instantly understood the call. I was afraid that Liao Jiaqi would fall into the hands of others...

“What do you want? ”

Liao Haicheng picked up the phone and the voice was angry.

“Oh... Liao Haicheng... I have your son Liao Jiaqi now... I hope...”

However, before Ye Zheng could finish his speech, a scream came from behind, and Ye Zheng was also frightened.

“Ah... stop fighting... Wow... help... Dad, help me, I'm dying... ah...”