Pampered wife in her arms: President, spoiled
Chapter 385 The image of his back blends into this dim world
Chapter 385 The image of his back blends into this dim world
Wen Qing listened to his words and closed her eyes, then buried her head in the man's neck.
Huo Ziyan hugged her tightly, walked forward step by step, and slowly walked in front of Mr. Shu.
Mr. Shu breathed a sigh of relief just now, thinking that he would be fine for the time being, but now seeing Huo Ziyan walking in front of him, the fear that had subsided a little earlier came back to his heart...
"Mr. Huo..., I..., I know I was wrong, please let me go!"
Huo Ziyan didn't speak any more, while Su Yichen watched from the sidelines, he knew he wouldn't just let Mr. Shu go so easily today, but he couldn't stop him anymore.
Wen Qing was beaten like this and walked in front of him, it was impossible for him to do nothing.
When Wen Qing came over just now, he retreated to the back, looking at the man's back at this moment, the indoor lights were dim, and the image of his back was integrated into this dim world, making him unable to see clearly or see through.
Such a man should love Wen Qing, or else he would try his best to give and protect.
It's just that such a rich experience, as well as his own complicated identity and background, will bring Wen Qing more blessings or more misfortunes in the future.
He couldn't really judge.
The only thing he knows is that these are none of his business.
Huo Ziyan looked at Mr. Shu's right hand, and stepped on the leather shoe without hesitation.
"Even dare to hit my woman, it seems that you can let go of this hand!"
After finishing speaking, accompanied by Mr. Shu's exhausted scream, Huo Ziyan simply did not soften his heart in the slightest, and with a hint of ferocity, "click", quickly broke his wrist.
Under the excruciating pain, Mr. Shu didn't even have the strength to speak out. Cooperating with the cold air in the room, the pain made his face turn pale.
Such deep bone marrow pain is even more tormenting than death.
And Huo Ziyan kept watching Wen Qing from the corner of his eyes.
The woman kept her eyes closed when she heard his words, but when she heard the scream, her body became a little stiff, and then recovered quickly.
Then he left the warehouse with her in his arms.
Su Yichen stayed and waited for Lu Yanghong and the police to deal with the aftermath.
----
On the way home, the car was driven by Tan Yi, and Huo Ziyan sat in the back seat holding Wen Qing.
Tan Yi looked at Mr. Huo's tense and ugly face, then looked at the scar on Wen Qing's face in his arms, and sighed. Although he didn't know what happened inside, it had been a long time since anyone stroked Mr. Huo's reverse scales like this. .
This Mr. Shu, if he offends someone who shouldn't be offended, his whole life will be over.
The car was driving steadily on the road, holding Wen Qing in his arms, at this time Huo Ziyan could see her appearance more clearly.
The orange light in the car shone on her face, and it could be seen that her hair was styled during the photo shoot today, which was different from her previous straight hair. With her exquisite facial features, it should have been possible to imagine that it was What a burning feeling.
But at this moment, the red eye sockets and swollen cheeks revealed a feeling of desolation that made people feel distressed.
I called Tang Boxing, briefly explained the situation, and asked him to wait in the villa with the doctor.
Huo Ziyan hugged Wen Qing tightly, pressed against her forehead, and said with difficulty, "I'm sorry."
Wen Qing could feel the trembling of the man's body. Apart from the anger and pity she had felt before, there was also a sense of panic and fear beyond the facts themselves.
(End of this chapter)
Wen Qing listened to his words and closed her eyes, then buried her head in the man's neck.
Huo Ziyan hugged her tightly, walked forward step by step, and slowly walked in front of Mr. Shu.
Mr. Shu breathed a sigh of relief just now, thinking that he would be fine for the time being, but now seeing Huo Ziyan walking in front of him, the fear that had subsided a little earlier came back to his heart...
"Mr. Huo..., I..., I know I was wrong, please let me go!"
Huo Ziyan didn't speak any more, while Su Yichen watched from the sidelines, he knew he wouldn't just let Mr. Shu go so easily today, but he couldn't stop him anymore.
Wen Qing was beaten like this and walked in front of him, it was impossible for him to do nothing.
When Wen Qing came over just now, he retreated to the back, looking at the man's back at this moment, the indoor lights were dim, and the image of his back was integrated into this dim world, making him unable to see clearly or see through.
Such a man should love Wen Qing, or else he would try his best to give and protect.
It's just that such a rich experience, as well as his own complicated identity and background, will bring Wen Qing more blessings or more misfortunes in the future.
He couldn't really judge.
The only thing he knows is that these are none of his business.
Huo Ziyan looked at Mr. Shu's right hand, and stepped on the leather shoe without hesitation.
"Even dare to hit my woman, it seems that you can let go of this hand!"
After finishing speaking, accompanied by Mr. Shu's exhausted scream, Huo Ziyan simply did not soften his heart in the slightest, and with a hint of ferocity, "click", quickly broke his wrist.
Under the excruciating pain, Mr. Shu didn't even have the strength to speak out. Cooperating with the cold air in the room, the pain made his face turn pale.
Such deep bone marrow pain is even more tormenting than death.
And Huo Ziyan kept watching Wen Qing from the corner of his eyes.
The woman kept her eyes closed when she heard his words, but when she heard the scream, her body became a little stiff, and then recovered quickly.
Then he left the warehouse with her in his arms.
Su Yichen stayed and waited for Lu Yanghong and the police to deal with the aftermath.
----
On the way home, the car was driven by Tan Yi, and Huo Ziyan sat in the back seat holding Wen Qing.
Tan Yi looked at Mr. Huo's tense and ugly face, then looked at the scar on Wen Qing's face in his arms, and sighed. Although he didn't know what happened inside, it had been a long time since anyone stroked Mr. Huo's reverse scales like this. .
This Mr. Shu, if he offends someone who shouldn't be offended, his whole life will be over.
The car was driving steadily on the road, holding Wen Qing in his arms, at this time Huo Ziyan could see her appearance more clearly.
The orange light in the car shone on her face, and it could be seen that her hair was styled during the photo shoot today, which was different from her previous straight hair. With her exquisite facial features, it should have been possible to imagine that it was What a burning feeling.
But at this moment, the red eye sockets and swollen cheeks revealed a feeling of desolation that made people feel distressed.
I called Tang Boxing, briefly explained the situation, and asked him to wait in the villa with the doctor.
Huo Ziyan hugged Wen Qing tightly, pressed against her forehead, and said with difficulty, "I'm sorry."
Wen Qing could feel the trembling of the man's body. Apart from the anger and pity she had felt before, there was also a sense of panic and fear beyond the facts themselves.
(End of this chapter)
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