Zhao Xiaoli saw Huo Beiting helping outsiders, her heart became angry, she kicked away the chair before leaving, her face was full of anger: "Huo Beiting, you don't bully me in front of outsiders, why are you cowardly in front of your brother, why don't you dare to talk to me like this in front of your brother, let me tell you, as long as I am engaged to your brother, marriage will not be far away, it's just a matter of age." ”

Huo Beiting snorted coldly.

Zhao Xiaoli clasped her arms with her hands, turned to the side slightly, faced Song Yan and said, "If your brother really loves you, he won't be indifferent to this matter when he hears that I left you in the bureau on the charge of rape, do you know why?" ”

As soon as he mentioned what happened that day, all Huo Beiting's good mood was swept away, and he walked towards Zhao Xiaoli, but was stopped by Song Yan: "Huo Beiting, don't be impulsive." ”

"If I don't clean up this slut today, I'll take your surname." As he spoke, Huo Beiting had already pulled out a chair.

Zhao Xiaoli was frightened and retreated, but she was proud that Huo Beiting couldn't do anything to her when she was extremely angry, so she kept stimulating him verbally: "Huo Beiting, you can't admit it if you want to, I will be your sister-in-law in the future, you have to call me sister-in-law when you see me, hehehe, look at your current appearance, I think it's funny, like a homeless cat, oh, by the way, Wei Ting once mentioned to me that when you and your mother came to Huo's house, you were indeed kicked out, It was your brother who was kind-hearted and cleaned you up with your mother, otherwise, how could this Huo family have a place for you to talk. ”

"You ......," Huo Beiting roared.

Song Yan hugged his raised arm, and inadvertently glanced out the window, and saw a familiar figure walking out of a black car, and then walked quickly to Yuan Kewei, when Zhao Xiaoli stimulated Huo Beiting with words, the figure stood in front of Yuan Kewei's door.

His eagle-like eyes stared at Zhao Xiaoli without any emotion, and he was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, which seemed to be slowly put down because of Zhao Xiaoli's words just now.

Song Yan tugged Huo Beiting's arm fiercely and motioned for him to look at the door.

Huo Beiting turned around and saw his eldest brother standing there, staring at Zhao Xiaoli with a somewhat frightening look, the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared, the corners of his lips slowly opened a smile, and said mockingly: "Zhao Xiaoli, look at who is behind you?" ”

Zhao Xiaoli's body tightened, and she slowly looked back at her, only to see Huo Beiting standing in front of her in a suit and leather shoes, with a trace of tiredness on his face, but he was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, the flowers were bright and delicate.

In the past, that face was always gentle and noble, but at this time, it made Zhao Xiaoli a little scared.

In particular, his eyes stared at her as if he was looking at a prisoner, sharp and cold.

The first thing Zhao Xiaoli thought of was to explain, she turned around and called him: "Brother Weiting, it's not ......"

Huo Weiting turned around and left.

Zhao Xiaoli ran out quickly.

The bouquet of flowers that Huo Weiting was holding in his hand was thrown into the trash can next to him fiercely, and then opened the car door.

Zhao Xiaoli was sad and nervous because of his actions, but she didn't have time to save the delicate bouquet of flowers, so she ran to him, pressed her hand on the car door, and called: "Brother Weiting, not what you see?" ”