It seems that Song Jiaoyang is going to call someone to come, does he think that she will stand here obediently and wait for his people to bully.

Shu Ange played with the nunchucks in his hand, tilted his head and a mocking smile on the corner of his lips, and wore a baseball cap on his head.

Song Jiaoyang held Zhao Wanrong in his arms and touched her cheek with pity.

"Who are you and why are you holding Wanrong? Wanrong, how are you? ”

An anxious shout sounded, Shu Ange looked up and saw Li Weiwen who was hurrying over.

This surprised her, she had expected Wen Niro to come first.

Li Weiwen rushed to Song Jiaoyang in three steps and two steps, stretched out his hand and pushed him, grabbed Zhao Wanrong's wrist, and pulled her into his arms.

Song Jiaoyang was defenseless for a while, and was pushed back two steps by Li Weiwen, and after reacting, he immediately grabbed Zhao Wanrong's arm and scolded loudly: "Let go, what are you." ”

was abused in front of his sweetheart, Li Weiwen exploded in an instant like a lit firecracker.

"You old man is not very active at first glance, let go of Wanrong, otherwise I will call the police."

Zhao Wanrong was torn apart by the two, her face was painful, and the panic in her heart was even more unspeakable. She never thought that what she had hidden for so long would be exposed in this situation.

"Classmate Li, let go of your hand, you listen to me......"

"I won't let go, Wanrong, he should let go of your hand."

Li Weiwen grabbed Zhao Wanrong's arm tightly and glared at Song Jiaoyang with a hostile expression.

Song Jiaoyang took a deep breath, untied his tie, and smashed his fist into Li Weiwen's chin, he snorted, let go of Zhao Wanrong's chin, and squatted on the ground covering his face.

"Wanrong, are you scared, who is this madman, why is he pestering you."

"President Song, this is a classmate of mine, let's go. This is not the place to speak, I will explain to you privately. ”

Zhao Wanrong was afraid of the incident at the east window, so she took Song Jiaoyang's hand and was about to leave, but as soon as the two turned around, they took a look at Wen Niluo, who was walking towards this side.

When she was with the gold owner, she suddenly ran into her sweetheart, Zhao Wanrong subconsciously threw away Song Jiaoyang's hand and called out with tears in her eyes: "Senior Wen." ”

Wen Niluo walked quickly to Zhao Wanrong, hugged her into his arms, took out a bottle of ointment, and said with pity: "My face is so swollen, I'll help you with medicine." ”

"Thank you, Senior Wen."

Zhao Wanrong hummed softly, and looked at Wen Niluo's eyes flashing with starlight.

Song Jiaoyang, who was completely ignored, how could he allow such a thing to happen, he grabbed Zhao Wanrong's arm and warned her coldly: "Who is this?" Whoever he is, you have to remember who you really are now. ”

Zhao Wanrong was like being struck by lightning, and looked at Wen Niluo's eyes, a little more panicked.

"Who are you, why are you threatening Wanrong."

Wen Niluo and Song Jiaoyang grabbed one of Zhao Wanrong's arms with one hand and fell into a confrontation, Li Weiwen got up from the ground, rushed to the two of them and shouted: "Let go of Wanrong, she is already crying, don't you see?" ”

"Li Weiwen, there is no place for you to talk here."

Wen Niro had never liked this rival, glanced at him, and tried to drive him away.

Li Weiwen shouted: "I really love Wanrong, you are not qualified to let me leave her, Wanrong, Xia Lingli beat you, right, I will avenge you!" ”

Shu Ange watched the scene for a while on the side, and also noticed that someone was holding a mobile phone and filmed the scene of three men entangled with a woman, and decided to add fuel to the fire for them.

She is really fed up, Li Weiwen feels good about herself, and she always adds drama to herself.

"Since they are all Zhao Wanrong's boyfriends, please let her remember one thing, some things can be said, and some things can't be said nonsense, otherwise the next time it will not be as simple as two slaps."

Shu Ange's words made Zhao Wanrong more uncomfortable than a slap, she broke free from Li Weiwen's embrace, and slapped him with a look of shame: "Don't touch me, don't worry about my business." ”

Li Weiwen touched his cheek with his hand and looked at Zhao Wanrong blankly, his heart was sour and astringent, and he couldn't say anything for a while.

"Xia Lingli, if you spew blood again, don't blame me for beating women."

Wen Niro took off his coat, exposed his vest, and glared angrily at Shu Ange.

Shu Ange played with the nunchucks in his hand, adjusted the position of his hat, and revealed half of his white and round chin: "It seems that Chairman Wen likes to fight very much, please do it." ”

In Song Jiaoyang's impression, Zhao Wanrong is a simple female college student with self-esteem and self-love, who has to sacrifice her self-esteem for the sake of her younger brother and seeks support.

Her innocence and weakness, purity and beauty, greatly satisfied his vanity.

Now two handsome male college students who are younger than him show that they care about her very much, which makes him begin to doubt his judgment.

Song Jiaoyang grabbed Zhao Wanrong's wrist and asked with a dark face, "Who are they and what is your relationship with them." ”

"I ......"

Zhao Wanrong looked at Song Jiaoyang with tears in her eyes, gritting her teeth, helpless, and speechless.

Wen Niluo, who was aggressive and wanted to make a move on Shu Ange, saw this scene and snatched Zhao Wanrong from Song Jiaoyang's hands, and directly leaned over and kissed her on the lips in front of everyone.

Zhao Wanrong was defenseless, she was kissed by Wen Niluo, and Song Jiaoyang was green in public, so angry that her face was almost green.

After a passionate kiss, Wen Niro hugged Zhao Wanrong and swore sovereignty to Song Jiaoyang: "I am Wanrong's boyfriend, this uncle, if you still have a sense of shame, please don't pester her." ”

Song Jiaoyang was angered by Niro's words, and was angry by the cuckold, so he shouted in public without words: "Stinky boy, she is a woman I support for 30,000 yuan a month, if you don't want to die, get away from me." ”

Not far away, the people who were joining in the video recording heard Song Jiaoyang's words and exclaimed one by one.

The big scene in front of them is so exciting, they thought it was just an ordinary drama of three women fighting for one man, but they didn't expect it to be so exciting, and the uncle in the suit turned out to be the owner of the crying female college student.

When Li Weiwen heard Song Jiaoyang insulting the goddess in his heart like this, he rushed towards him with a scream and punched him in the chest.

"You are not allowed to insult Wanrong, she is so simple, kind and beautiful, how can you insult her like this."

"Beat you to death and let you talk nonsense!"

Wen Niluo and Li Weiwen started to beat Song Jiaoyang together, he was invincible with two fists and four hands, and he was beaten back again and again.

Zhao Wanrong was so anxious that she cried when she saw this, stretched out her arms in front of Song Jiaoyang, and cried and said, "Don't fight, please don't fight, President Song, let's go first." ”

Watching the play was almost all over, Shu Ange threw down the nunchucks, and said with a smile: "It seems that no one is fighting me today, it's a pity." ”