Chapter 1661

Chapter 1661

Summer and Zhao Xianjun walked on this bridge, and there were also many memories of the past that hit their hearts.

The breeze blew and blew the long hair on Zhao Xianjun's forehead, she propped her hands on the bridge fence in front of her, looking at the scenery in the distance, her heart was like her hair, a little messy.

"Xianjun, I always feel that something is wrong with you, the matter at home, has it not been resolved?" Summer asked.

Zhao Xianjun hurriedly shook his head and said: "It's solved, the 500 million you gave me has helped my family tide over the crisis, and now everything is on the right track, summer, thank you, I'll return the money to you after a while." ”

Summer shook his head and said, "Don't worry, let's talk about it later." ”

Zhao Xianjun said: "In the summer, did you come back to the north this time because of your family's affairs?" ”

"Yes." Xia nodded: "It's not just for the Xia family, but also for the Yan family." ”

At this point, Zhao Xianjun could clearly feel that a wave of anger erupted from Summer's body, and even Zhao Xianjun himself had a feeling of coldness in his heart.

"Summer, although I don't know what you've experienced overseas over the years, I feel like you'd better leave the North."

The reason why Zhao Xianjun said this was not because she looked down on Summer, but because she was worried about him.

After all, just the four major families in the Eastern Province already made Zhao Xianjun feel very terrifying, not to mention the Xia family in Dragon City.

"Xianjun, you know me, I will not fight an uncertain battle in anything I do in the summer, so you don't need to worry about me."

"In addition, if you encounter any difficulties, you can call me, and I can help you solve it."

Zhao Xianjun does know Xia very well, so since Xia said this, there is no need for her to say anything more.

After all, Summer is such a person, and once he makes a decision, no one can change his current decision.

The two walked around the bridge for a while, and then Zhao Xianjun received a phone call and hurried home.

Xia had already seen that Zhao Xianjun must have something on his mind, but the other party was unwilling to talk to him, so Xia didn't force the other party to explain anything.

So the two said goodbye and drove back to their respective homes.

On the way back, Zhao Xianjun turned the music to the maximum, and she played the song "Youth" that she heard at school just now.

During the two-hour drive, Zhao Xianjun kept playing the song on a loop, playing it dozens of times.

At first, Zhao Xianjun was still holding back, but gradually, she cried, at first sobbing, then crying, and finally when she got home, tears had already soaked her entire makeup.

She parked the car in the garage and returned to her villa, where she heard a shrill scream and the angry shouting of a man from inside.

In the hall of the villa, a middle-aged man in his fifties was holding a leather whip in his hand and was whipping a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl fiercely.

The girl's clothes were all torn, and her body was covered with bloody whip marks, and she looked very pitiful.