Chapter 2846 Do You Need Me to Call a Taxi to the Hospital?

Qiao Anxin stretched out a hand, and her fingers slowly climbed up Gong Zeli's thigh, drawing circles on his leg with strong hints.

As she spoke, she moved closer to Gong Zeli, and her body also leaned towards Gong Zeli softly.

She didn't believe it.

Which man in the world could refuse a woman who was so proactive towards him?

What's more, this woman was pretty good-looking.

She looked very similar to the woman he liked.

Qiao Anxin thought she understood men's minds very well, and was sure that Gong Zeli would not push her away this time.

"Ah!"

Just as she was about to lean on Gong Zeli, she suddenly screamed, and was kicked to the ground by Gong Zeli.

Gong Zeli took out a handkerchief and wiped the place she had just touched with disgust. His expression of disgust was as if there was something dirty on his leg that he couldn't stand.

He didn't even look at Qiao Anxin, who turned pale with pain and couldn't stand up after being kicked to the ground by her. He turned around and coldly ordered the bodyguard beside him: "Throw her out, and don't let any more messy people in. Whoever lets in again, don't stay with me."

The bodyguard's face changed when he heard it, and he hurriedly replied respectfully: "Yes, Master Gong."

The bodyguard quickly lifted Qiao Anxin, who was lying on the ground and groaning in pain, with a pale face and sweat all over her face.

Then, one in front and one behind, one carried Qiao Anxin's head and one carried her feet, and carried her out of the private room like a sack.

Gong Zeli didn't show any mercy in that kick.

He kicked Qiao Anxin in the chest again.

Qiao Anxin couldn't move after being kicked by him, her eyes went black for a while, and her consciousness was in a semi-comatose state.

So when the two bodyguards carried her out of the private room, she didn't have the strength to struggle at all.

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The bodyguard carried Qiao Anxin out of the room, threw her to the waiter, and then left her alone.

Seeing that she looked like she was about to faint, the waiter kindly helped her to the side and asked her if she needed any help.

Qiao Anxin leaned against the wall of the corridor weakly. After a while, she felt alive again.

Her face was still very ugly, she kept gasping for breath, and sweat dripped down her forehead. Her face was as pale as a ghost.

"Miss, do you need me to call a taxi to the hospital for you? You don't look very good, are you okay?" The waiter glanced at her, worried that she would faint in their club.