The bodyguard called by Qiao Aiyun was originally used to give herself courage, and when she left the Song family, she let those people go back, and Qianjiang, the only one who came with her, went to drive aside.

When Song Jingren chased out, the mother and daughter were standing at the door.

The crowd fades, and the fallen leaves on the ground and the colorful strips of ceremonial flowers are intertwined, indicating that there was a grand event here.

"Ai Yun, Wanwan-" Song Jingren trotted over, his clothes were disheveled, and there were blood-red fingerprints on his face, extremely embarrassed, grinning at them.

"What do you want to do?" Qiao Aiyun looked at him.

He was laughing, hypocritical and disgusting.

"I want to have a good talk with you." The tone was noticeably softer.

"If you have something to say, just talk to my lawyer." Qiao Aiyun pulled Song Fengwan and walked to the parking lot.

"Ai Yun-" Song Jingren has already lost face tonight, so naturally he doesn't care about the problem of face.

He chased after him, on the one hand, he wanted to find out if the Qiao family and the Fu family were really involved, and on the other hand, he also wanted to stabilize her.

Seeing that she was leaving, he was in a hurry and directly grabbed her arm.

Qiao Aiyun turned her head, unable to break free, her face instantly turned cold, "Song Jingren, if you do this again, you're welcome." ”

His arms seemed to be bound by something disgusting and sticky, and his bones were half cold.

"I just want to talk to you alone," Song Jingren didn't let go, but grabbed tighter.

"What the hell do you want to do, we all make it clear." Song Fengwan never thought that her father was clamoring to divorce her mother just now, and now she can still drag her shamelessly.

"It's a matter between us adults, you little kid don't care."

Song Fengwan just tried to tear the two apart, but he didn't think that Song Jingren reached out and pushed her away.

After this night, his mentality collapsed, and he didn't take it seriously.

Song Fengwan never thought that he would push himself hard, his body staggered, and he fell directly to the ground, his hands subconsciously supported, and the cement floor instantly broke her palm.

"Song Jingren, you bastard!" Qiao Aiyun was suddenly anxious, and raised her foot and kicked at him.

A finger grabbed it, and instantly left a bloody mark on his neck.

Song Jingren was also angry, grabbed her and pulled her into the house.

There is a difference between men and women, Qiao Aiyun couldn't break free, she gritted her teeth and struggled hard, Song Jingren didn't catch her, inertia, her body went straight back......

"Mom." Song Fengwan hurriedly got up and ran over, but she was too late.

Qiao Aiyun was anxious and scared in her heart, it seemed that she was destined to be thrown tonight, she was not young, she fell suddenly, and she might have to go to the hospital to lie down for a few days.

But the expected pain didn't happen.

Falling into a person's arms, it's a little hard, I don't know what I hit in the back of my head, and it hurts numbly, but compared to falling to the ground, it's nothing.

The man was knocked back by her, his arms tightened tightly, his chest heaved heavily, and his breathing was rapid.

If this force is to fall to the ground......

The man's face became more and more cold and sad, and he was still holding someone in his arms, and he kicked Song Jingren who came over.

"Hmm-" Song Jingren really didn't want to push her, when he wanted to pull her, it was already late.

He wanted to go and see the situation, but the man suddenly came and kicked him in the stomach.

The force was so heavy that he was kicked to the ground, and the pain was so cold that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Qiao Aiyun was so angry that her body trembled, she looked up at the person holding her, her lips trembled twice, how could it be him?

lost someone in front of her acquaintances, and she was even more aggrieved in her heart, ashamed to see him.

The man helped her up, walked straight towards Song Jingren, bent down, and moved!

grabbed Song Jingren's tie, and the strength was so strong that he directly dragged him up from the ground, and punched him in the face.

He loosened his fingers, clenched them hard, and twisted them, not waiting for him to resist, and sturdy them again.

"Who the hell are you—" Song Jingren was beaten to the point that he lost his strength.

"Sir, calm down." The secretary who rushed over from the side was directly frightened and hurried over to persuade him.

I'll go, just two punches, how can I be beaten with my eyes crooked.

If you keep fighting, you'll have to get into the game.

The man let go of his hand and was just about to turn around, when he caught a glimpse of Song Fengwan's bloody palm, turned his head, and made up for him again, feeling that it was not enjoyable, and stepped on his arm directly.

Song Jingren was so painful that he couldn't move, lying on the ground and humming.

At this moment, Qianjiang drove over, looked at the situation, and seemed to have guessed something.

"Sir, someone is coming, let go." The secretary is going to die in a hurry, and there must be a limit to beating people.

The man took two steps back, and as soon as Song Jingren gasped, his body was pulled up by another force.

Qianjiang is also a ruthless hand, and where that person has hit, it is a punch.

He went to drive a car, and he dared to hurt Song Fengwan.

He is a practitioner, and he can hear the crisp sound of bone cracking when he punches to the flesh.

The servants and security guards of the Song family were all frightened, and no one dared to say anything until Jiang Fengya rushed out.

"What are you doing, I'm going to call the police."

"Keep fighting, it's mine if you die." The man who had not spoken all this time spoke.

The tone was deep and cold.

Song Fengwan had to look at the person who appeared out of thin air, stunned for a few seconds, the light was too dim, and he didn't dare to confirm his identity for a while, isn't it a ......

Yan Wangchuan, grandfather's apprentice and uncle's senior brother.

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I'm afraid that you will talk about me, so I will reveal my identity first~

Senior Brother Yan, few people are ruthless, haha

Don't speak, go directly, you can, you can win my heart......

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Today's four more is over.,Tomorrow at ten o'clock.,But tomorrow's PK will be out of the picture.,No matter what the results are.,Thank you for your support at the beginning of the month in the past two days.,Manual refill~

You are powerful, I add more, I have more words per chapter, and the four more are almost 8,000 words, which is comparable to when it was put on the shelf~

So cheekily ask for a message, comments, tickets and tips on the last side~

Tomorrow after pk, we will add more, and if you don't have pk, we will also add more to everyone, hehe~

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint!