Zhao Xiaoli was kicked by Guo Ziming and flew out, and the report sheet in her hand was spilled on the ground.

Song Yan looked up at him, Guo Ziming was gentle on weekdays, and he never spoke loudly to anyone when he was angry, even if the employees in the store violated his bottom line, he only frowned.

How angry this kick should be.

And his expression at the moment is a little gloomy.

The eyes under the black-rimmed glasses were full of thunderous rage.

Zhao Xiaoli, who was lying on the ground, looked back at Guo Ziming and roared angrily: "Guo Ziming, you are fucking neurotic, you actually kicked me." ”

Guo Ziming rolled up his sleeves, the anger on his face had already been restrained, and he asked with a calm face: "Which hand did you want to hit her with just now?" ”

"It's your business." Zhao Xiaoli got up from the ground and picked up the report sheet on the ground, and when she was about to pick up the report at Guo Ziming's feet.

Guo Ziming suddenly raised his foot and stepped heavily on Zhao Xiaoli's fingers.

He likes to wear leather shoes, the soles are hard, and when he steps on them, he uses a little force on his feet, and it hurts just to look at them.

Zhao Xiaoli screamed in pain.

The other hand kept pulling Guo Ziming's pants, and said in a sharp voice: "Let go of me, Guo Ziming, you bastard, my hand hurts, my hand ...... It hurts...... Yes. ”

At first she pulled at his trouser legs, and then directly hit his calves.

Guo Ziming never let go of her hand.

It wasn't until Zhao Xiaoli knelt in front of Guo Ziming in pain that Guo Ziming suddenly withdrew his feet.

Zhao Xiaoli quickly withdrew her hand, but her hand was red and swollen, and she trembled unconsciously because of the pain.

Guo Ziming squatted down and looked at Zhao Xiaoli: "Girl, there are some people you can't touch." ”

At this time, Guo Ziming raised his hand and gently picked up the broken hair on Zhao Xiaoli's forehead.

Zhao Xiaoli was taken aback by his actions and subconsciously hid back.

Guo Ziming's palm suddenly clasped Zhao Xiaoli's head, forcing her to look at herself, and her voice was clear: "If you break a hair, you can't afford to use your whole body." ”

After finishing speaking, he pushed her away, stood up, looked back at Song Yan, and asked, "My face is swollen." ”

"I slapped her twice, too, and it's fine."

Ye Jue came back from the corner, holding Song Yan's medicine in his hand, and saw Zhao Xiaoli squatting on the ground from a distance, and he hurriedly ran over.

"Daughter-in-law." Ye Jue took a closer look and found that Song Yan's left side of her face showed signs of redness and swelling, and her brows suddenly wrinkled: "What's wrong with your face?" ”

When Zhao Xiaoli opened Ye Jue's question, she walked away quickly with the report sheet.

Song Yan looked behind Ye Jue, saw Zhao Xiaoli fleeing in a hurry, shook her head and said, "Go back." ”

"Is it Zhao Xiaoli?" Ye Jue suddenly became angry, turned around and yelled at Zhao Xiaoli: "Zhao Xiaoli! ”

Guo Ziming hurriedly stretched out his hand and grabbed Ye Jue: "I have taught her a lesson, it is estimated that those five fingers have to be picked up, Song Yan is sick now, she needs to rest, take her back quickly, brother can go back and make up for sleep." ”

After speaking, he raised his hand and patted Ye Jue's arm.

Ye Jue didn't rush over to teach Zhao Xiaoli a lesson.

He bent down and picked up Song Yan horizontally, and walked out of the hospital quickly.

After getting into the car, Guo Ziming said: "My face is swollen, go back and get an egg dressing." ”

"I really should kill Zhao Xiaoli!"