It's too hard to chase after a runaway wife

The crowd boiled again.

All the people rush towards Ziyi desperately.

Countless things fell on them like raindrops.

Ziyi stood there hesitantly, a trace of panic flashed in her black jade-like eyes.

The scars on her face haven't disappeared until now. If she gets hurt again today, even if she puts all the makeup on her face, it won't be able to cover it up.

Suddenly, a black figure stood in front of her, his cold voice still tinged with teasing.

"Why, I'm scared, didn't you have a sharp tongue just now?"

Ziyi's expression was momentarily astonished, is this person helping herself?But why did the words come out so ugly.

The crowd suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at Ye Che in a daze. Few people dared to throw things at Ye Che's face openly.

But moments later, the families of those killed were once again overwhelmed with anger.

All kinds of things smashed over.

Blood dripped slowly from Ye Che's head.

Ziyi looked at all this in surprise, and tightly covered her mouth with one hand.

He is so proud of him, standing here and letting those people throw all kinds of unbearable things on him.

What the hell is this for.

"Come on, do you want to die here?" The angry voice was still emotionless.

Ziyi was startled, and hurriedly followed behind him.

The crowd didn't seem to want to let them go.

Lots and lots of things still hit them with the sound of the wind.

Ziyi stood there nervously, not daring to move.

She is not afraid of death, nor is she afraid of being hurt.

But she was afraid to see her mother's worried face.

That look seemed to have a magical power that could break her heart and burn her internally.

As if sensing something, Ye Che paused, and stretched out a hand towards Ziyi without warning.

A masculine breath came to his nostrils.

Ziyi was startled, she was already hugged by Ye Che.

The world seemed to be quiet, only the sound of the man's heartbeat one after another.

Ziyi suddenly discovered that his smell could smell so good...

Countless dirty things kept coming towards them.

Vegetable leaves, rotten eggs, glass bottles, even feces...

But it all fell on Ye Che.

Ziyi was tightly protected in her arms, as if isolated from the outside world.

The mood suddenly calmed down.

In his arms, can she also find a sense of security?

The gate of another building finally arrived, and Assistant Lin quickly ordered the security guards to close the gate tightly.

A square face was as pale as paper.

If something happened to the nightclub, Mrs. Han would definitely kill him.

"Let me go with you to bandage the wound, or you will get infected." Ziyi broke free from Ye Che's embrace calmly, keeping her voice as calm as possible.

"Isn't this just right? If I die, you will be free. Isn't that exactly what you think in your heart?" Ye Che's expression was filled with uncontrollable anger, and his voice was awkward like a pissed off child.

Does this woman hate him so much?

She didn't want to stay in his arms for a while longer.

"The infirmary seems not far from here. Let's go and have a look. If we don't deal with it, I'm afraid it will really get infected." Zi Yi continued to talk as if she didn't hear what he said.