Nangong Jin rushed into the golden door, kicked the doors of the private rooms inside one by one, and checked whether Li Xiaoyou was inside. His violence provoked a wave of exclamations and shouts.

The security personnel hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, but they were blocked by Qin Tianyi and Yan Tianlin, who felt it close behind. After the lobby manager arrived, he naturally recognized Nangong Jin and the others, and hurriedly called for instructions.

"Bring them up!" Ye Weichen commanded, and Leng Jun's face was even more like a layer of ice, cold to the bone marrow.

"Where did you take her?" Nangong Jin asked angrily as soon as he entered the door.

"Bang!" As soon as his words fell, Ye Weichen was punched hard in the face.

"What are you doing?" Qin Tianyi, who followed behind, saw Nangong Jin being beaten and rushed forward.

Nangong Jin staggered, hurriedly stood firm, and stretched out his hand to stop Qin Tianyi who rushed up, "I'll solve this matter!" He wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Ye Weichen coldly and asked, "Where is she?" ”

Ye Weichen's eyes were red, and he stared at him coldly, "President Nangong, don't you think it's ridiculous for you to ask?" As he spoke, he swung his fist again, "Who are you to know where she is?" Why don't you have a long memory? Didn't Lao Tzu warn you to take care of your women? What the hell are you when she is? ......" Ye Weichen scolded angrily as he hit.

And Nangong Jin silently endured Ye Weichen's fist like that, without the slightest intention of fighting back. However, he tried to stand upright, and at this time he needed such pain, such pain to vent his inner horror and guilt. Now all that echoes in his mind is Li Xiaoyou's frightened shouts and struggles on the phone, her helplessness, her fear, all because of him, because of his selfishness, if something happens to her today, he doesn't know what he should do!

The pain in his body couldn't drive away the panic in his heart at all, and only then did he truly understand what kind of existence Li Xiaoyou was in his heart.

"Don't fight anymore!" With an exclamation, a weak figure blocked in front of Nangong Jin, and Ye Weichen's fist stopped one centimeter away from the tip of her nose.

Ye Weichen looked at the big watery eyes full of pleading, and an inexplicable anger in his heart burned his heart suffocatingly, he looked at her for a while, and swung his fist fiercely against the wall on the side, and in an instant, the snow-white wall was imprinted with bright red blood marks.

"Ah......" Ye Weichen's manic actions frightened Li Xiaoyou, who was standing in front of him, still screamed and looked at his bloody fist in horror.

"Is such a scum worth maintaining like this?" Ye Weichen asked softly with red eyes.

Li Xiaoyou blinked, tried to calm his beating heart, and then said calmly: "This is what I owe him, please don't care about the matter between me and him anymore!" ”

"Does he let others hurt you again and again, and you don't care?" Ye Weichen couldn't help but roar.

Li Xiaoyou closed her eyes, and a touch of bitterness crossed her heart, is she qualified to care? At the beginning of the unequal entanglement between her and Nangong Jin, she seemed to have lost these, "I don't care!" No one knows how much effort Li Xiaoyou put into saying these words lightly.