Huo Yijun looked at the closed door with deep eyes: "Second brother."

"coming!"

Huo Zhaolin shouted, raised his foot and kicked it up.

boom!
The door opened.

A wine bottle flew straight over, passed Huo Zhaolin's head, and hit Huo Yijun.

Huo Zhaolin remained motionless.

Huo Yijun raised his hand and gently caught the bottle. He looked into the room and saw a scene that made his eyes split open.

Shi Rong was surrounded by two men and forced into a corner.

She was holding a wine bottle in her hand that had not yet been thrown out. The crown of her hair was crooked, and the shoulder strap of her long skirt was pulled down to one side, exposing her clear collarbone and shoulders.

The door was suddenly kicked open, and several men including Mr. Qian looked over in shock.

Shi Rong's whole body was tense, completely ignoring the situation at the door, and took the opportunity to point the bottle at a man's head and swing it.

The man covered his head and roared: "I'm going to kill you bitch!"

Huo Yijun looked at Shi Rong, who was leaning against the wall, with endless regret and boiling anger burning in his eyes.

"court death."

He raised his feet and walked in, but was stopped by Huo Zhaolin.

Huo Zhaolin said: "Brother, let me clean up their dirty hands."

He rubbed his wrists, showed an evil smile, ran over in a few steps, grabbed a chair, banged twice, knocked the two men surrounding Shi Rong to the ground, and kicked them in the face with his leather shoes. After waiting for more than ten times, he raised his head and looked at Shi Rong: "Sister-in-law..."

Before Shi Rong could say anything, Huo Yijun had already rushed over, took off his suit jacket, wrapped it around her body, and hugged her.

"This is left for you."

After he finished speaking to Huo Zhaolin, he hugged Shi Rong and left.

He didn't want Shi Rong to stay in a place like this for another second.

Walking out of the door, Huo Yijun glanced at Lu Zhifeng.

Looking at him with those eyes, Lu Zhifeng felt chills in his heart for no reason. "Lu Zhifeng, right?"

"This matter has nothing to do with me." Lu Zhifeng defended subconsciously.

"Ajun, let's go."

Shi Rong was wrapped in a loose suit and was held in Huo Yijun's arms, whispering.

"Okay, let's go home." Huo Yijun immediately took Shi Rong away.

Lu Zhifeng heard Shi Rong's voice, but couldn't see her expression and didn't dare to look.

He didn't expect that Shi Rong would actually marry this amateur.

But is this man really just an ordinary person with no power?
Lu Zhifeng suddenly saw another man who was fighting in the room.

Isn't that the famous playboy Huo Zhaolin?
He seemed to have shouted something at Shi Rong just now.

Is it...sister-in-law?
If Shi Rong is Huo Zhaolin's sister-in-law, then wouldn't Huo Yijun...

Thinking of this possibility, a cold sweat broke out on Lu Zhifeng's back.

no, I can not.

impossible.

If Shi Rong really married that Huo family, why would she have to act in some small online drama and come here to eat with the bosses and get fashion resources?
This is totally unreasonable!

However, if the man holding Shi Rong was not the eldest young master of the Huo family, how could Huo Zhaolin be willing to be his pawn?
Lu Zhifeng's mind was confused and frightened.

He didn't want to believe his guess, but he couldn't help but not believe what he saw in front of him.

There was a ping-ping-pong-pong sound in the room.

Lu Zhifeng turned around and saw Huo Zhaolin holding a chair leg, stepping on Mr. Qian under his feet, and beating his face crazily.

Mr. Qian's face was covered with blood, and only moans were left.

The other men were all lying on the ground.


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