Chapter 707: Giving You Seven Is That Enough

Han Che furrowed his eyebrows.

Zhou Zining rolled off the bed, intending to head for the door, but then suddenly turned back and sat down at the dressing table to beautify herself.

“Where did he arrange to meet me?

What kind of occasion is it?

He’s finally willing to see me, but why?”

Han Che remained silent, silently watching every move Zhou Zining made.

After waiting a long time without a response, Zhou Zining didn’t mind; her mind was in chaos, and her heart only had room for one man—Bo Yanching.

She was full of anticipation, hoping the meeting would be at an upscale hotel, or perhaps a restaurant.

If he hadn’t handed her over to the police, it was because he was nostalgic, wasn’t it?

But as she dressed up with care, she found that the car was heading further and further off course, soon leaving the city and heading towards the outskirts.

She asked a couple of times, but Han Che was like a frozen statue, not speaking and not even giving her a glance in response.

It wasn’t until the car stopped that Zhou Zining looked outside and immediately wanted to run.

But Han Che wouldn’t let her get away; he caught her hands and feet and carried her into the warehouse.

There were lights inside, unlike the last time she had set a trap for Nan Jiaojiao; everything in the warehouse was clearly visible.

Bo Yanching was sitting on a chair, looking over some documents with his legs crossed, with Han Chuan standing at his side, and a few familiar faces standing two meters in front of him.

“Yanqing.”

Zhou Zining’s voice trembled, “Why have you brought me here?”

“You’ve arrived?”

Bo Yanching lifted his eyelids and glanced at her.

“Recognize these people in front of you.”

Zhou Zining swallowed hard.

She recognized them.

She had hired them.

Of course, she did.

She never expected that Bo Yanching would actually get these people out of police custody.

“I don’t recognize them.”

Bo Yanching chuckled lightly, raised his eyebrows, took the pen from Han Chuan’s hand, signed his name on the last page of the document, and then handed back the closed document to Han Chuan, before continuing to look at the next one.

“How many people did you point out to her at that time, seven?”

Zhou Zining barely reacted, suddenly a dangerous thought leapt out, and she staggered, her body subconsciously moving towards the warehouse exit.

Yet she still harbored a sliver of hope, staring fixedly at the man’s resolute profile.

“I don’t understand what you’re talking about.

The air is bad here; I don’t want to stay here, I want to leave.”

Han Che stepped aside, precisely blocking Zhou Zining’s way.

She didn’t dare to look up, trying to find a way around, but no matter how she tried to dodge, Han Che always managed to block her.

A man’s low and chilling voice, as if emanating from hell yet terrifyingly calm, came from behind her, “I’ve given you seven, is that enough?”

“Bo Yanching!”

This shrill scream burst from Zhou Zining’s throat, “What have I done for you to treat me this way, do you hate me that much!”

Bo Yanching paused for a moment, his cold eyes momentarily glancing at her face, the immense pressure was so daunting it made one’s scalp tingle.

“What did she do to you that you have to treat her this way?”

“She took you away from me, she stole you right from my side!”

Bo Yanching sneered, “Lunatic.”

She trembled all over, tears filling her eyes.

Just because she went after Nan Jiaojiao, trying to have men disgrace that slut, Bo Yanching was going to retaliate with the same method but implement it on her personally?

Why, why?

“Calling me a lunatic…

Was all the companionship over the years fake?

Don’t you have the slightest bit of affection for me?”

Bo Yanching couldn’t be bothered to talk more with her, stood up, and put all the documents into Han Chuan’s hands.

He said, “Aside from the ones I signed, verify the others again.

Reply to Wen’s, they’ve proposed a two-point increase, I disagree.”