Chapter 454 (2/2)
Looking at these pictures one by one, her face became more and more grim.
”Zhu Cong, what else do you have to say?”
When Zhu Cong looks at these photos, he is stunned.
He didn't know the woman who suddenly appeared, let alone take a picture with her.
Where do these pictures come from?
Zhu Cong suddenly realized, he hysterically cried: ”these photos are fake, are synthetic, some people framed me, some people slandered me, some people want to kill me!”
Shimaogou said angrily, ”Zhu Cong, why don't people frame me up? Don't you stigmatize me? Don't you put me to death? It seems that you don't give up when you get to the Yellow River and don't cry when you see the coffin. From now on, I don't know you
With that, shimaogou hurled the pile of photos on Zhu Cong's face, turned around and left.
Just after a few steps, she came back and said to the front desk attendant, ”cancel my private room.”
”You... You don't leave. I'll call the police. I'll let the police deal with today's business.”
”You let me go. If you don't, I'll sue you for harassment.”
Chameleon walked away with a sneer. Before he left, he threw Zhu Cong's mobile phone at his feet.
Zhu Cong said angrily, ”who are you? Why are you doing this to me? You can't go... ”
Zhu Cong wants to hold the chameleon.
At this time, Hercules gave Zhu Cong a hard push and said, ”you are tired of playing with others and abandoning them. Now, what do you want to do? You bastard, you've just lost the face of all the men in the world. ”
The chameleon got into a taxi and left.
Hercules slapped Zhu Cong in the face.
Zhu Cong was slapped in the face. He was confused. He covered his face with his hands and murmured, ”what's the matter? What's the matter? ”
No one answered him. What came into his ears was a voice of abuse: ”scum man! This guy is a scum
”This kind of scum who plays with women is going to take him to court.”
Some people salivate at Zhu Cong, and others throw raw eggs at Zhu Cong.
Hercules sneered and left the hotel.
Zhu Cong squatted on the ground, holding his head in both hands, and kept saying, ”I'm wronged... I'm wronged!”
The crowd gradually dispersed.
Don't know how long, Zhu Cong finally stood up, he slowly left the hotel.
Walking on the open street, Zhu Cong murmured to himself, ”it's all like a dream. Am I still dreaming?”
Zhu Cong put his hand into his mouth and bit it. He felt a pain in his hand.
”It's not a dream. It's true. There was a woman, a woman I never knew, who said that I had been talking with her for two years, and she had two pregnancies and two abortions. What's the matter? Is that woman mad, or is she wrong? ”
No one gave him an answer.