Chapter 381: The Victory Is Unpredictable

Xia Wen knew that he was crazy, so she jumped up from the sofa and ran out.

But before she could run to the door, she suddenly felt that her arm was grabbed by Wang Chuang again, and her body was involuntarily returned to Wang Chuang's arms.

"Let go of me, I'm going to call the police!" Xia Wen struggled hard.

"I want you today, if you let Han Wenxuan come now, let him see how I sent you to the sky. With that, Wang Chuang pressed Xia Wen on the desk.

The pen holder, folder, and computer were all pushed down by him, and they smashed on the ground with a "bang" sound.

"Don't move, police!"

At this moment, the door of the office was pushed open by two policemen, and the guns in their hands were aimed at Wang Chuang.

Wang Chuang raised his eyebrows and did so, but his mouth was grinning: "Comrade policeman, which law says that lovers can't joke with each other? Don't you and your girlfriend usually have ** sex? What's all the fuss about." ā€

"Don't speak, take out your ID!" the policeman yelled again.

Xiaomei He Xiaoqing helped Xia Wen up and asked, "Boss, are you okay?"

Behind the police, Xiaomei and He Xiaoqing looked at the man pressing on the boss with a look of fear.

Wang Chuang smiled slightly, stood up from Xia Wen, tidied up his clothes unhurriedly, and said, "Don't be so nervous, can't I make a joke with my girlfriend?"

"Squatting in the corner with your head in your hands!" one of the policemen shouted.

Policeman, you look at me, I look at you, there is no intention of stopping.

Women are inherently vulnerable, and it is normal for them to fight back after being bullied by men. Whoever made this man want the overlord to take the bow - deserved it.

Wang Chuang held his head in both hands and neglected to take precautions, but he didn't expect Xia Wen to rush up and slap him for the second time.

Xia Wen didn't speak, and after tidying up her clothes twice, she rushed to Wang Chuang, and slapped him in the face twice.

The two policemen were stunned, they didn't expect this woman to shoot so quickly.

They have been police officers for so many years, and they have also seen victims take revenge, but it is the first time they have seen Xia Wen so neat and tidy.

Xia Wen shook her head.

She knows Wang Chuang's family background, a Wang Wannian has enough ability to make his son come out after only ten years in prison without being sentenced to death after killing someone, not to mention that if the old man makes a move, I am afraid that Wang Chuangmao will not be less than one and will appear in front of her again.

Calling the police is the easiest way for people like Wang Chuang to escape sanctions.

If the first slap was to vent the anger of the employee, then these two slaps were definitely because of the madness.

But Wang Chuang didn't get angry, but joked: "I just like to see you angry." You hate me in your heart, do you? Come on, kill me, the police have guns in their hands - I'm not going to hide. ā€

"Be honest!" One of the fat policemen kicked Wang Chuang angrily, turned around and asked Xia Wen: "This lady, if you call the police, we will take him away immediately, and by the way, you will also go to the bureau with us to record a record." ā€

He Xiaoqing didn't dare to speak, and the slap he had been slapped by Wang Chuang before was still painful. Xiaomei was angry and said angrily: "Next time you come, I dare to call the police." ā€

"Okay, you cow!" Wang Chuang pointed at Xiaomei's nose: "I must come back to see if you dare to call the police." ā€

"What nonsense, hurry up!"

Xia Wen said: "Forget it, a misunderstanding." Just take him out, thank you. ā€

Wang Chuangzao knew that this would be the result, he stood up with a smile and said, "You see, I said that I was playing with my girlfriend." You two are really, what kind of police are you calling, and the police uncle is also busy. ā€

The last sentence was said to He Xiaoqing and Xiaomei, although there was a joke in the words, but there seemed to be more blame and warning.

Xiaomei looked at the boss's pale face and asked, "Boss, are you okay?"

Xia Wen shook her head.

What had just happened was like a nightmare, and it still haunts her to this day.

The fat policeman pushed Wang Chuang out of the door and took him away by another colleague, and he turned to Xia Wen and said, "You are a victim, but if you insist on not reporting the case, we will not file a case." Be careful next time, if there is anything you need to come to us. ā€

"Thanks, sorry for the trouble. Xia Wen said to He Xiaoqing: "Send this police officer out." ā€

"Okay. He Xiaoqing sent people out, and at this time, only Xiaomei and Xia Wen were left in the office.

Xia Wen reluctantly put away the phone, fell on the sofa and closed her eyes, tears slipped quietly. The sky was overcast for most of the day, and by the afternoon the sun had finally come out.

After Han Wenxuan came back from the Pentium River, he sat in the courtyard and basked in the sun, the warm sun shining on his legs, which was called a comfort.

His phone was thrown on the small table in the room, and it was vibrating non-stop, and the word "Xia Wen" was displayed on the shield.

At the moment, what she was thinking about was not how to protect herself, but more about telling him about Wang Chuang's current situation and reminding him to pay attention to this mad dog.

Xia Wen waved her hand to signal Xiaomei to go out, picked up the mobile phone that had just been pulled to the ground by Wang Chuanghua from the ground and called Han Wenxuan.

The phone rang for a moment, but no one answered.

There was the sound of footsteps behind him, the sound of the soles of cloth shoes stepping on fallen leaves.

Han Wenxuan said: "Master, please take a seat, the apprentice will make you tea!"

Ye Chongshan pretended to be displeased and said: "Don't pretend, what kind of tea do you make when you are injured like this, let's rest." ā€

The pretty angel's singing club is finally over, there has been no activity recently, Han Wenxuan's leg is injured and he can't go home to visit his parents and sister, so he can only be bored and bask in the sun like a retired old cadre to pass the boring time.

"Well, it wouldn't be a waste of time if I could sit in the classroom and listen to the lectures. Han Wenxuan closed his eyes and sighed, and suddenly realized that listening to heavenly books also had the pleasure of listening to heavenly books, at least he didn't feel that he was wasting time.

Rustle Rustle –

"I didn't catch it, I sent it away. Ye Chongshan did not hide it, and said bluntly: "I went out to find her the night you were injured." ā€

"I know. ā€

Ye Chongshan was not surprised that Han Wenxuan could guess what he was going to say, on the contrary, if Han Wenxuan couldn't guess anything, then he was not worthy of being his apprentice.

"Hehe-" Han Wenxuan grinned: "Master, why don't you teach me a few formulas, I haven't practiced for a few days, and my whole body is itchy." You taught me two mantras, and I can practice them in my heart!"

"There's no rush to this. Ye Chongshan sat on the chair opposite him and said, "I have something to talk to you about." ā€

Han Wenxuan paid careful attention to Ye Chongshan's expression and said with a smile: "Master, you won't catch that killer, right?"

"It makes no difference to me. Ye Chongshan looked down at the fallen leaves under his feet, and said: "I'm old, it's okay for you to say I'm old and confused, or I can say that I protect the calves, anyway, I sent the killer away, don't pursue this matter anymore, let's stop here." ā€

"Wang Chuang won't stop, I'm afraid you know this better than me. Han Wenxuan said.

Ye Chongshan said: "That's right, my apprentice, I understand, he really won't give up. But you can rest assured, if he dares to find another killer, I will be the first to let him go. ā€

If you don't have this brain, I'm afraid you will be killed by your opponent a long time ago.

Ye Chongshan continued: "Hiring a murderer is a crime after all, Wang Chuang has been in once, I don't want him to be obsessed with it again." ā€

"Can you stop it once, can you stop it ten times?" The smile on Han Wenxuan's face turned into a serious question: "You are not protecting him, but conniving at him." ā€

Ye Chongshan raised his head, the old man's hair was half white, and his eyes had the wisdom and firmness unique to martial artists, he looked at Han Wenxuan and said, "What do you want to eat at night?"

This is what it means to show support to Han Wenxuan.

When he saw that it was good, he accepted it, and Han Wenxuan said decisively: "I want to eat the fried noodles made by the master." ā€

Han Wenxuan was waiting for this sentence, he knew that the master would not watch him being beaten to death by Wang Chuang.

Of course, it is really not easy for Wang Chuang to kill him, but being able to get the protection and support of the master is equivalent to an extra talisman.

Han Wenxuan pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "After talking for a long time, you are still facing him." Master, I am also your apprentice. ā€

The person behind him froze and hesitated for a moment, then he slowed down and ran over: "Brother Han Wenxuan-"

Han Wenxuan opened his eyes and asked with a smile, "Are you willing to see me?"

"It's not that I won't see you, it's—I don't dare. Lele lowered his head, looking like a schoolboy who had made a mistake.

"Wait. Ye Chongshan raised his feet and went back to the house, Han Wenxuan sat leisurely under the sun, the smile on his face was brighter than the sun.

After a while, there was another "rustle" of footsteps, this time the sound was different from the previous calm and steady, but a little cautious.

Han Wenxuan was resting on the chair with his head tilted, he didn't open his eyes, but he said, "Something to say." ā€

She stared at Han Wenxuan's leg for a long time and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts. Han Wenxuan nodded.

Lele pouted and was about to cry, and said, "I'm sorry." ā€

After Niu Haikuan kidnapped Han Huihui, Han Wenxuan and Lele had a conversation, and Lele begged Han Wenxuan not to hold a grudge against his second uncle, and also hoped that the two of them could be friends.

But at that time, Han Wenxuan didn't want adults to involve Lele, so he didn't respond to Lele's request.

Since then, Lele has been in a very low mood, and even when Han Wenxuan was injured and sent over, she didn't dare to visit him in the room.

"I'm not a child. Lele straightened his chest, as if he was an adult or a child, and whether his chest was full or not was the only basis.

Han Wenxuan was amused by her appearance, raised his hand and touched her head and said, "Anyway, you saved my sister, how could I be angry with you." ā€

"So we're still good friends?"

"Silly girl, it has nothing to do with you, what are you sorry for?" Han Wenxuan smiled: "Are you still angry with me?"

"No, no, no. Lele hurriedly shook his head: "As long as you don't get angry with me." ā€

"Adults are as knowledgeable as children. ā€

He hurriedly asked, "Does my sister know that I am in the Ye family?"

"Yes. Lele looked at him puzzled: "What's the matter, is there any problem?"

"Alas-" Han Wenxuan let out a long sigh: "It's a big problem." ā€

"Yes. ā€

Lele finally smiled: "I made an appointment with Sister Han Huihui to watch a movie together tomorrow, and then go to eat French steak, you can come along." ā€

Hearing this, Han Wenxuan immediately slapped his head, and said in his heart: "Bad dishes, patronizing against Wang Chuang, ignore this matter." ā€

Since Han Wenxuan promised Liang Shihua to be Ji Wen's stand-in, he went to Huacheng Art Institute to go through the suspension procedures, but he always told his family that he studied well, ate well, lived well in school, and had a very strong relationship with his classmates.

Now Han Huihui suddenly knew from Lele that Han Wenxuan was not in school at all, but appeared in the Ye family, with Han Huihui's cleverness, she must have begun to wonder what she was doing during this time.

What kind of family the Ye family is, Han Huihui can know almost without asking about it.

Why did a family with several industries in Huacheng and all over the country get involved with her brother? Han Huihui would not fail to delve into it.

Since Lele and Han Huihui are so close, it is estimated that his sister already knows about his injury.