Nie Zibing suddenly let go of her hand, and Ah Cheng sat back in his chair, but his eyes did not leave her.

He watched as she walked over to the girl, grabbed her by the collar, and pushed the conference room like a rag doll, and threw her into the hallway.

A scream came from the hallway: "You have committed violence against me, I can sue you!" This is deliberate harm! ”

She deliberately yelled so loudly that the entire corridor could be heard, and the girls who had been waiting for the interview in the reception room came out to see.

The empty corridor was soon crowded with all kinds of women.

Nie Zibing glanced at it lightly, and said without emotion: "The marriage is over, Seinfeld's fiancée is me, you can all go." ”

"What?!"

"Who are you, and why are you? I said it was me! The sisters are all waiting to see Mr. Song in a regular manner, you are so arrogant will cause public outrage! ”

"That's it, I've been waiting here for more than an hour, I'll leave if you let me go, I really think of myself as a character!"

"Mr. Song is a hot man now, and he is Huo Shao's good brother, who doesn't want to be his fiancée, why are you so shameless, as soon as you come, you will announce that you are his fiancée!"

……

The people in the corridor were all very angry, and several women who were determined to win Ah Cheng stepped forward and wanted to reason with Nie Zibing.

Nie Zibing indifferently took out a gun and shot it out with a "bang".

The sharp and terrifying gunshots, with terrifying lethality, hit the craft crystal lamp above everyone's heads.

There was a loud bang, and the crystal lamp split apart and exploded.

"Ah!!h

The screams sounded, and the women ran out with their heads in their hands, for fear that they would be killed by a shot if they ran slowly!

In an instant, the hallway was empty.

Nie Zibing nodded.

Very good.

The ones that got in the way were gone.

She put away the gun, turned around, and slammed into Ah Cheng.

She showed a smile that was not very distracted: "Everyone is gone, it seems that Mr. Song can only choose me." ”

Ah Cheng was half a head taller than her, looking at her condescendingly, and his voice was hoarse: "Isn't it dead?" Shall I pick a ghost? ”

"I have to warn you, Seinfeld, you lost yourself to me in the bet you made with me before, and even if I die, you can only be mine."

Nie Zibing's posture was calm, as if he was chatting.

"Don't look at me with that kind of cannibalistic look, if you dare to engage in any marriage behind my back next time, I won't be a lamp!"

"And who are you hitting? Hit me? Yes, shoot! ”

Nie Zibing ignored his childish provocation, reached out and touched his face, and exclaimed: "It turns out that you clean up quite like that, your eyes are still dark blue, I didn't pay attention to it before." How many countries are of mixed race? ”

"I don't know."

Ah Cheng gritted his teeth and restrained himself from smashing his fist in her face on an impulse.

She knew that he was an orphan abandoned by his parents, he didn't remember what his parents were like, he didn't remember who they were, how could he know that he was a mixed race of several countries?!

She just doesn't open which pot to mention!

She still had bruises on her face that he had beaten, some miserable and some ...... Pretty.

No, no, no!

Seinfeld, you're crazy!

Where does she look good?!

She's ugly!

She is the ugliest and most scheming woman in the world!

Don't fall for it!

Yes, calm down! Calm down!

Ah Cheng took a deep breath, and as soon as he calmed down his emotions, he was crushed by Nie Zibing's words again.

"Ah Cheng, let's get married!"

Small theater

Ah Cheng: No, no, no, who will save me, she is too brainwashed!

Huo Yu: I see you're enjoying it, don't save it!

Nie Zixun: I'll come! I've got a forty-meter broadsword, Seinfeld, and I'll allow you to run thirty-nine meters first!

Ah Cheng: Help, the doctor is going to kill someone!

(End of chapter)