How can the president be fierce

Chapter 150 takes her disappointment into perspective. (five more)

Qingcheng was like a dynamite keg that was ignited, and suddenly exploded, crying loudly, grabbing Yang Yisi's hair and tearing it crazily: "You shameless bitch, you hooked up with my boyfriend, and you don't even look at yourself Bitch! You bitch! Shameless..."

"Enough! Qingcheng, pay attention to your identity! Let go of Yisi."

"Why, why, why?! I won't let you go! I'm going to scratch her face today, and see how she still covets you! Bitch! Bitch!!"

"Allure!!!!"

"Go away, don't touch me!!"

'Snapped--'

A loud slap suddenly exploded in the quiet night, freezing all the disputes and cursing.

Even Qing Xiaomo, who was more than ten meters away, was taken aback, and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar man with a pale face in disbelief.

Having known Xiao Qianrou for ten years, the number of times this man got angry could be counted on five fingers. Even if he was angry, it was only because he was sullen, and he never yelled at her.

She never thought that such a thing as beating a woman would happen to him.

As if sensing something, Xiao Qianrou suddenly looked towards this side without warning, clearly separated by many shadows, but still had a full view of the disappointment on her face.

His face changed slightly, and he suddenly walked down the stairs quickly, as if he was about to come, but was stopped by Qingcheng halfway.

The left side of her face was already flushed, one can imagine how powerful the slap was just now, the tears almost fell in a torrent, she tore Xiao Qianrou's sleeve, and cried hoarsely: "Xiao Qianrou, you Fucking bastard!! You hit me for this woman? How could you hit me?!! Huh... How many years have I endured Qing Xiaomo to get you, just to let you hit me..."

Qing Xiaomo couldn't listen anymore, she dragged Liang Musheng: "Let's go, let's go."

Liang Musheng touched her cold little face, and smiled lowly: "Scared?"

She closed her eyes and nodded.

She was really scared, as if Xiao Qianrou's slap just hit her on the face, her cheeks felt faintly uncomfortable.

Liang Musheng twitched the corners of his lips, looked at Xiao Qianrou coldly and contemptuously from such a long distance, and then leaned over and hugged her horizontally.

Sometimes, even without too many words, a look is enough to crush a person.

Xiao Qianrou stood there as if frozen, tearing and beating as Qingcheng cried and made noise.

After being together for 10 years, how could he not know that what she despises the most is a man who beats a woman.

But since when did his temperament start to become gloomy and irritable, he couldn't tolerate women's unreasonable troubles, and he began...to beat women.

Perhaps, it started when the woman beside him was no longer her.

……

The lights have been turned off for a long time, but the woman beside her seems to have no sleepiness, tossing and turning.

He lowered his head and ran his long fingers along her hair: "Can't sleep?"

Qing Xiaomo turned over and hugged him tightly: "Liang Musheng, shall we move? I don't want to live here anymore."

She is nostalgic and has lived here for 10 years, so she obviously doesn't want to meet the people in the villa in front, but she still wants to come back to live.

But tonight, I suddenly got tired of it.

I don't want to meet people from the Xiao family anymore, and I don't want to see the endless farce between him and this woman. Her world can no longer accommodate the words Xiao Qianrou, and she doesn't want to stay in even a corner. give him.

(End of this chapter)