Chapter 38: Coming to the Play
He really wasn't sure if he was showing up for this girl this time.
If yes......
His end is near!
Jiang Huai also couldn't figure out the situation at all, although the Jiang family was not a small company in Fengcheng, but there was no way to compare with the Feng family, so even if he was the chairman and president of the company, he was not qualified to contact Feng Yihan.
"Tut-tut...... It's so pitiful, it's so bad, what if it leaves a scar? ”
Yin Juntian walked up to Jiang Xinyu, his eyes coldly swept over the hand that was still pulling her hair, and a hint of murder appeared.
Jiang Huai's hand shook, Jiang Xinyu immediately fell to the ground like a rag doll, and Yin Juntian was about to help her immediately, but thinking of the experience of almost chopping off his hand, he still withdrew his hand......
Cough......
Although this girl is pitiful......
However, he wanted his hand even more......
Jiang Xinyu naturally recognized Yin Juntian, but she didn't have time to settle accounts with him now, she endured the tingling pain and dizziness on her head, struggled to prop up her body, and her eyes fell on the man sitting lazily on the sofa.
Feng Yihan still didn't look at anyone, as if no one in this world could enter his eyes, his eyelashes hung slightly, it seemed to be longer and thicker than a woman's, a cigarette was held between his rose-colored thin lips, and two buttons were unbuttoned on his chest at random.
"Total ...... President...... I don't know if you're here...... It's ......" Manager Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead and opened his mouth nervously.
Feng Yihan didn't even give him a look, his eyelashes were still lowered, he took a faint puff of cigarette and spit out a puff of smoke rings......
"We were just passing through...... Just to see the play...... You go on...... Mr. Jiang, this drama of betraying his daughter sings really well! Yin Juntian gently patted Jiang Huai's shoulder, and his tone was obscure.
Obviously he didn't use force, but Jiang Huai felt that his palm weighed a thousand catties, and he was about to lose his breath.
The blood on Jiang Xinyu's forehead was still flowing, the bright red blood, and the miserable white face formed a stark contrast, her eyes kept looking at the indifferent man on the sofa, and the foul words that these people had just said kept ringing in her mind, and her eyes were sad and indignant......
Mr. Jiang, it's better to play with me like this, your daughter......
It's more fun to play together as a woman......
Count me in, this little beauty is so good at seduction, people who watch it are itchy......
As long as you have breath, leave me with your broken body to change this land......
……
A monstrous hatred burst out in her chest, obviously weak and about to faint, but she suddenly stood up, under the suspicious gaze of everyone, staggered towards the noble man, blood fell down her white cheeks drop by drop, fell on her white clothes, bloomed dazzling little flowers, beautiful but dazzling, her steps were vain, but she bit the tip of her tongue and refused to let herself fall......
Finally, when she was three steps away from Feng Yihan, she couldn't support it anymore, her body went weak, and her whole person fell forward, and her body without a trace of strength fell into a cold embrace.
Her embarrassment, his dignity, form the most stark contrast......
is obviously so discordant, but Yin Juntian, who was watching the play with his arms crossed, felt that these two people were surprisingly compatible