In the evening, the master bedroom;

"Husband," Yang Hongying said to Xia Fugui while wiping her wet hair: "Xia Nanxing is 18 years old this year. ”

Xia Fugui put down the financial magazine in his hand and said to Yang Hongying with a calm face: "I know, but the time has not yet come." ”

"But..."Yang Hongying was already impatiently waiting, and then told Xia Fugui about today's incident.

"That stinky girl is a scourge," Yang Hongying gritted her teeth, "If I hadn't known your purpose, I wouldn't have agreed to adopt her at all." ”

Xia Fugui's face showed a contemplative look.

Yang Hongying saw that Xia Fugui was moved, and immediately instigated, "I see that the company's performance has declined in the past two years, and now the business is not doing well, and it is too difficult to find a big boss to invest." ”

"Hmm." Xia Fugui nodded, and a ruthless color flashed in his eyes: "Let me prepare," See which big guy to give that girl to get the greatest benefit?

Yang Hongying's eyes showed a look of satisfaction.

Day 2;

Xia Nanxing suffered from heat stroke in the afternoon, his body was already uncomfortable, and he was slapped again, sad and sad, his mind became even more dizzy, and it was rare to get up late.

By the time she got up, it was almost eight o'clock.

Xia Nanxing's face was a little pale, and he didn't even eat, Xia Baozhu had already made a special bus to school, and Xia Nanxing had to take the bus.

When the bus arrived at the school, the class time had passed, but Xia Nanxing was not in a hurry, and sent a message to the head teacher: saying that he had a cold and wanted to ask for leave.

The head teacher quickly replied: Let Xia Nanxing have a good rest at home.

Looking at the closed door of the school, Xia Nanxing turned around, Xia Nanxing was in a low mood today and didn't want to go to school.

Suddenly, a shouting and scolding came into Xia Nanxing's ears;

Xia Nanxing turned his head sideways and saw that in a small alley not far away, two groups of boys were confronting each other;

The boys were wearing the uniforms of Momiji Foreign Chinese Middle School.

The sound of scolding and scolding gradually came into Xia Nanxing's ears.

"Yan Wuji, you have a kind of dare to rob my girlfriend?"

An average-looking, yellow-haired student pointed at Yan Wuji, his face full of anger.

"Cut," Wei Yan said disdainfully: "Just with my Boss Yan's face, it's obvious that your girlfriend thinks you're ugly, so take the initiative to seduce you, okay?" ”

Huang Mao: It's heart-piercing!

Yan Wuji leaned against the wall, skillfully holding a lit eye between his two fingers, his peach blossom eyes squinted slightly and spit out a smoke ring towards the man, his expression was confident, and his tone was casual, "Lao Tzu wants a woman, do you still need to grab it?" ”

Huang Mao gritted his teeth angrily, "Yan Wuji, don't be complacent, I have to kill you today." ”

"Huh!" Wei Yan sneered disdainfully, stretched out his hand and pointed at Huang Mao, "Dare to argue with Boss Yan, you are amazing..."

Before Wei Yan finished speaking, he had already kicked out, this kick was fast and ruthless, and Huang Mao was defenseless at all, so he was directly kicked to the ground by Wei Yan, and a painful moan came out of his mouth.

The yellow-haired side saw that Wei Yan made a move, and the two sides immediately hugged each other.

Obviously, Huang Mao brought more people this time, but the combat effectiveness of several people on Yan Wuji's side was fierce.

Especially Shen Chong, who is nearly 1.9 meters tall and strong, knocked down a student with one punch.

In a short time, all the people on the yellow hair's side were knocked to the ground.

Yan Wuji threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, walked to Huang Mao's side, leaned over, picked up Huang Mao's collar with one hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't it just Qiao Xinyi, do you think Lao Tzu cares?" ”

"Yan Wuji, if you can't kill me today, I'll..."

"Bang!"

Yan Wuji smiled on his face, his smile was bright but not reaching the bottom of his eyes, and his fist landed on Huang Mao's face without hesitation.

"Hey, Yan Wuji, you wait for me..."

"Bang!"

nosebleeds;

"Yan Wuji, I'll fuck you..."

"Bang!"

The blood almost infected Yan Wuji's fists, and Huang Mao's face was covered with blood, and his mouth couldn't stop letting out a rough panting.

Seeing Yan Wuji raise his hand again, a pair of gorgeous peach blossom eyes were cold at the moment, and Huang Mao finally softened, "Boss Yan, you are amazing!" ”

Yan Wuji chuckled, then let go of his hand, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, carefully wiped his blood-filled hand, wiped it clean, and threw it away.

The handkerchief fluttered on Huang Mao's face, but Huang Mao didn't even have the courage to take it away.

Yan Wuji turned around, his tone disdainful, "Waste!" ”