Rebirth of the hidden marriage queen

Chapter 643: The Dog That Bereaved
The men in black with paint on their faces and arms all retreated one after another, opened the car door and got in, not daring to fight and be beaten.

Chu Yang didn't chase them either, so he could stand in the same place in his spare time, propping up the ground with an iron rod, raising his eyebrows and smiling at the pale-faced Chinese businessman sitting in the car.

"What? Are you going to run away like a lost dog with your tail between your legs?"

The Chinese businessman gritted his teeth in anger, locked the doors and windows, and then regained his invincible appearance. He stared at Chuyang with fierce eyes, and said bitterly: "Ye Chuyang, don't be complacent, the humiliation you mentioned to me today, I remember, just wait, I will get it back one day."

This expression change really shouldn't be too fast, his daughter is an actress, Chu Yang sees that he can act better than Hua Jin.

This big family is all drama masters, especially when they are about to die.

"Oh...Mr. Hua, I'm waiting..."

Chuyang chuckled. On the sunny street corner, her smile was particularly charming. The wandering demeanor between her eyes made Mo Han, who was sitting in the car far away, wish she could get out of the car and drag her back, and hid her by his side. , Don't let other people see her such a bright smile.

He is jealous, but there is nothing he can do about it. Today's Chuyang is not just his own, she has freedom and thought, and has her own way of dealing with problems.

In the past, he was selfish and always thought that confining her was good for her, but he didn't want to really let her fly in the sky, so she kept giving him other surprises.

After Chu Yang finished laughing, his smile suddenly subsided, and the expression on his face became cold even with the light in his eyes.

She squinted her eyes, stared at the Chinese businessman, and said word by word: "It's a pity, you don't have that day, Mr. Hua, I wish you a smooth journey..."——Smoothly went to a foreign prison to get through the prison, and in the last half She didn't say a word, she was afraid of scaring the Chinese merchants.

The Chinese businessman didn't understand the deep meaning of Chu Yang's words, he cursed, glared at Chu Yang, and finally ordered his men to drive and fled.

Chu Yang stood where she was, watching the Huashang's car get further and further away from her.

With a slight sigh, she threw the iron rod to Anming, then took the backpack, hat and sunglasses from Anming's hands, and walked towards Mo Han.

After opening the car door, Chu Yang sat beside Mo Han and remained silent.

Mo Han pursed his thin lips, stared at her, and without disturbing her, took a wet towel, grabbed her hand, and wiped the dirt on her hand carefully.

Although her fingers were clean and not dirty at all, he still wiped them bit by bit, very seriously.

His eyes fell on the back of her somewhat red and swollen hands, and there was a hint of distress in his eyes.

"If you want to beat him up, why do you have to use your hands? Look at your hands are swollen..."

Only then did Chuyang slowly come back to his senses, lowered his eyes and glanced at the back of his hand.

With a flash of eyes, he glanced at An Ming who had just returned to the co-pilot, and slightly curled his lips and said, "I don't want to do it myself, but I didn't know that An Ming still had an iron rod in his hand. Give it to me. Mo Han, tell me, did he do it on purpose?"

When An Ming heard this, his body trembled, and dense cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He was wronged, he originally thought that Ye Chuyang would be happier if he did it himself, but when he saw the Chinese businessman fight back, he turned his head and suddenly became wise, so he handed the iron rod to her graciously.

He had all the good intentions, did he do bad things with good intentions in the end?

With his shoulders trembling, he quickly turned around and looked at Mo Han: "Boss, I..."

An Ming's explanation had just begun, and Mo Han said without raising his eyebrows: "One month's wages will be deducted, plus one month's worth of hammering iron sheets with bare hands."

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(End of this chapter)