Deep love, the president's strength favors his wife

Chapter 301 Buried by Laundry Detergent
Of course, Song Hanzhu's condition was not much better. Her eye circles were black as if she had been punched a few times, her face was covered with nosebleeds, and her clothes were torn.

"Let go of my mother!" Lu Qingying stretched out her hand to pull Song Hanzhu, trying to tear her away from Wang Yurong.

Song Hanzhu, who was red-eyed, instinctively pushed Lu Qingying away, and continued to grab Wang Yurong's hair.

The scene was chaotic. Apart from pointing and pointing, some of the onlookers took out their mobile phones to take pictures, but no one stepped forward to stop the chaos.

Those reporters pressed the shutter more frequently, as if they were afraid of missing every wonderful moment. They were all people who feared that the world would not be chaotic. Some reporters even started a live broadcast in order to be the first to report the news.

In the crowd, a pair of gloomy eyes were watching this farce gleefully. When she saw Lu Qingying being pushed down by Song Hanzhu in front of the tall building stacked with bottles of laundry detergent, her eyes sank. , winked at the two security guards, and worked together to take advantage of the chaos to push down the laundry detergent.

"Ah!" Lu Qingying screamed, lying on her side, holding her head subconsciously, and curled up her body.

"Qingying!" With a cry of exclamation, Lu Haichuan threw himself on Lu Qingying, protecting her with his own body, and the heavy bottle of laundry detergent hit his back. After a while, he and Lu Qingying Ying was buried by the laundry detergent.

"Mom, stop beating, something happened to Dad!" Lu Nanqing yelled in panic.

Song Hanzhu and Wang Yurong looked at the pile of laundry detergent at the same time, only to see Lu Haichuan kicked his legs outside twice and then stopped moving.

"Qingying!" Wang Yurong cried out in grief, and suddenly pushed Song Hanzhu away, and rushed over like crazy, pushing away the bottles of laundry detergent.

Song Hanzhu didn't care about Lu Haichuan's life or death. She wished that Lu Qingying would be smashed to death, so she rushed over to stop Wang Yurong almost without thinking.

"Mom, stop making trouble, saving people is the most important thing." Lu Nanqing stepped forward to dissuade Song Hanzhu.

"Let me go." Song Hanzhu had lost her mind, and she pushed Lu Nanqing away forcefully.

The force was so great that Lu Nanqing backed up again and again, and she didn't stop until her lower back hit the hard shelf.

"Ah!" Lu Nanqing screamed, her waist was hit violently, the pain made her face turn pale immediately, and her lower abdomen was shaken like a torn pain.

"Ah, it hurts!" She collapsed on the ground with her stomach in her arms, her face full of pain.

Song Hanzhu had already rushed to Wang Yurong's side, when Lu Nanqing's shrill cry suddenly came to her ears, she instinctively turned her head to look, and when her eyes touched Lu Nanqing's face full of pain while hugging her stomach, she was frightened dumbfounded.

"Get out of the way!" At this moment, an angry and imposing voice came from the crowd, and then the onlookers automatically moved out of the way, and Chu Mohan's tall figure hurried in, behind him Followed by a few bodyguards.

His sharp eyes scanned the messy scene, and when he saw Wang Yurong kneeling frantically next to a pile of laundry detergent and digging desperately, his heart sank suddenly, and he quickly stepped forward and pulled Wang Yurong away. That pile of laundry detergent.

Seeing this, several bodyguards rushed to help, and quickly rescued Lu Haichuan and Lu Qingying.

Lu Haichuan had passed out, a stream of bright red blood was hanging from the corner of his mouth, while Lu Qingying was still awake, except for being frightened, she was almost unscathed.

(End of this chapter)