How could Cassiffel let him go like this, punch after punch on his face.

Every punch hit him in the face so hard and accurately, Casifel is a practitioner, so it is not a family business, his dream is to be a boxing champion.

An Yuran didn't fight back, so he let him fall to the ground with a punch. The rain flowed down his hair to Junyi's face, and the bloodshot at the corners of his mouth mixed with the rain hung at the corners of his mouth and flowed behind his ears.

Mu Xiaoran knew that he had misunderstood, but Yu Ran would have been beaten to death like this. "Yu Ran, you go quickly! Let's go......"

An Yuran smiled at him shallowly, and had no intention of leaving.

Losing Mu Xiaoran is worse than death for him, and it is better to die now than to torture like that.

"You feel sorry for him?" Cassefil was furious at such thoughts.

Mu Xiaoran kept shaking his head to explain. "No, no...... I love you alone, and if you hit him like this, he will die. ”

"He had the audacity to kiss my woman, and he deserved to be killed."

Mu Xiaoran was dumbfounded, it turned out that he knew everything. "Phil, don't fight, don't fight......"

The sentence that only he loved shattered An Yuran's heartbreak, and when he saw her tears, he said words that cared about her. "Xiao Ran, don't cry...... I'm going to be distressed......"

"Hurry up! Are you stupid? If you don't fight back, you'll die......" She didn't know how Lu Dao would kiss her emotionally in the car, and she didn't know how Lu Dao was a practitioner and how he wouldn't fight back. She admits she's stupid, but she doesn't want to see either of them get hurt because of herself.

An Yuran looked at her and smiled indifferently, and before she could fight back, she lay on the ground and let Cassifel sit on top of him and vent with her fists.

When the driver saw that the president of his family was not fighting back, he was really going to be beaten, so he hurriedly braved the heavy rain to get out of the car and wanted to stop it.

Cassefil was angry enough and got up from him. "I don't bother to beat someone who doesn't fight back, and the next time I see you touching her, I will definitely make an exception to kill someone who doesn't fight back."

He hugged Mu Xiaoran and walked back to the villa without looking at him.

Mu Xiaoran turned his head and looked at An Yuran worriedly, seeing that he was still lying in the heavy rain, as if he had merged with the rain.

The driver lifted up his own president.

An Yuran dodged his outstretched hand, got up from the rain, and stepped onto his limited-edition pure white Ferrari. "Drive, go to the bar I frequent."

The driver looked at the president worriedly, started the engine and drove away.

Mu Xiaoran heard the sound of the car leaving in the house, and she was a lot more relieved.

Cassefil's face was gloomy and he dragged her into the bathroom without saying a word.

Mu Xiaoran spoke timidly. "You...... What do you want to do......"

"Take a bath......" he couldn't help but turn on the faucet to release the water, his hand gripping her hand tightly.

"That...... I'll wash it myself......" She clutched the key area tightly with her only free hand. His eyes looked at him warily.

Casselfil glanced at him casually, but with such emotionless eyes, the worried Mu Xiaoran didn't dare to say anything more.

Seeing that the water was almost ready, Cassifel tested the temperature with his hands. Without hesitation, he pulled off Mu Xiaoran's clothes, there was no gentleness at all, and the clothes were broken everywhere.

Mu Xiaoran struggled incomparably in his heart, did he resist or resist...... But will the revolt be effective? Let's just accept our fate......