Hidden Marriage President

An Rong stood where she was, shaking her head helplessly, "I'm not interested in stray geese."

In other words, no matter how bad he was, he wouldn't be able to attack a woman who had just left the team.

Misha stared at him, as if she didn't believe him at all, and sneered, "You're such a gentleman? A person who even counts his own brother is not a good thing!"

An Rong was not in a hurry to refute, but asked casually, "What about Gu Xicen?"

Misha glared at her, and defended subconsciously, "How can our Xicen be the same? That bastard Gu Wangchuan doesn't even want his daughter, women will continue to follow him because they are weak! But you, never He wanted to get rid of Tulie from the very beginning, and he didn't hesitate to plot against him, so why should he compare with our Xicen?!"

An Rong didn't deny it, just smiled slightly, her tired face was too fair.

Without arguing with her, he walked out, "You'd better not leave them."

Misha pinched her waist and said forcefully, "What, warning or threat?"

He paused, turned his head, "...it's advice."

"Tch, I'm not afraid!" Misha said so, but she kept muttering in her heart. Didn't this guy arrange someone nearby?

"Girl, looking for your money."

At this time, the mother-in-law came over with a pile of change, Misha was startled, and immediately waved her hand, "Grandma, don't look for it anymore."

"No, no, no," the mother-in-law smiled, and handed her the money, "If you like to eat, come again."

Seeing that her mother-in-law insisted, Misha also respected her very much, so she readily accepted the money.

Turning around again, I saw An Rong holding a tree, with his head down, his shoulders twitching slightly, and he could vaguely hear his suppressed cough.

Misha raised her eyebrows suspiciously, and walked over involuntarily, wanting to see what happened.

She knew that An Rong was a sick person, but she didn't expect it to be so bad.

Sensing her approaching, An Rong took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Why don't you leave?"

"Ha, this is your home? You don't care if I leave or not! I come here whenever I like, how about it? How about it?!"

An Rong took a few deep breaths, turned around, and had a pale face again, "You said just now that I dared to plot against my elder brother, so it's fine, I dare not do it. "

Hearing his warning, Misha's heart trembled.

She knew that he was not bluffing.

But Misha is a master who refuses to admit defeat. The more he warns, the more she resists.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard shouts behind him.

An Rong turned sideways to look there, and Misha also turned her head.

I saw a group of people surrounding the old woman's roadside stall, overturning the tables and chairs there from time to time, and kept clamoring, "If you don't move away, this place will be set on fire!"

All the guests ran away in fright, only the old couple, surrounded by this group of people, expressed both grief and fear.The old man hugged his wife tightly, his face flushed with anger, "We won't move!"

"Don't move?" Someone stepped forward and kicked the chair in half, "Then tear your two old bones apart!"

"You...you..." The old man pointed at them with trembling fingers, too angry to say a word.

From a distance, some people were watching, pointing and calling these people bandits, but they dared not step forward to help.

Misha was so angry that she couldn't care about An Rong anymore, pulled away those people, and rushed over in a few steps.

"Old thing! Are you going to move it or not?" The man raised his hand when he came up, and the old man quickly protected his wife.

The man's hand hadn't even dropped yet, when someone opened it with a stick, causing him to yell out in pain, "Ah!"

Misha dropped the stick and kicked the man again, "Go away!"

"You stinky woman!" A few people next to her rushed over, trying to vent their anger on their companions, but before they could get close to Misha, they were stopped.

"Hitting women and the elderly is not what a man should do."

An Rong stood in front of Misha and the old couple, looking at them calmly.

Misha was stunned, and looked at him up and down, a little surprised.In her impression, An Rong should be vicious, how could she help them?Moreover, with his small body and sickness, he could be blown down by the wind at any moment, and he couldn't resist a single punch!

Looking at An Rong, those people warned aloud, "Don't worry about our business, it's nothing good for you!"

The mother-in-law was also anxious, "Xiao Rong, hurry up and leave us alone."

An Rong smiled reassuringly at her, "Mother-in-law, it's fine."

"It's okay, it's okay, you'll know if it's okay later." Misha smiled sarcastically, but she still helped the two old people to sit next to him. It's best to hang up, and they'll save themselves a big hassle!

Thinking of this, Misha smiled happily.

But in a blink of an eye, she couldn't laugh anymore.

An Rong's skill was unexpectedly good, and Misha was dumbfounded.

Damn, is he really sick or fake?How does this look like being troubled by injuries? !

In just a few minutes, An Rong took care of this group of people, and his attack was so cruel and ruthless that he left no room for it.If it weren't for taking care of it, people couldn't be killed here, and it was certain that no one would be left alive.

Those people were beaten so badly that they were all lying on the ground, and they didn't even have the strength to get up.

An Rong stood in the center, coughed a few times, took out a handkerchief again, wiped the sweat off his forehead, threw the handkerchief away, turned around and walked towards them.

The mother-in-law was completely frightened and at a loss, "Xiao Rong...are you okay...this...this..."

"Mother-in-law, don't worry. I'll take care of this matter. I can guarantee that no one will bother you again. Unless you are willing, no one will dare to move your house." He said calmly, but his words The deterrent effect is to convince people.

The mother-in-law looked at those people, then at him, and nodded blankly.

An Rong immediately made a phone call, and not long after, the place was surrounded by police cars.Someone came over, said something to An Rong, and escorted those troublemakers back to the police station.

It wasn't until this moment that the mother-in-law believed An Rong's words. She held his hand and said with tears in her eyes, "Xiao Rong, thank you."

An Rong smiled, "Grandma, you don't have to thank me, I don't want to be unable to eat the noodles you made here in the future."

Misha stood aside, looking at his sincere smile, and couldn't help thinking.In fact, everyone is diverse, and they have different looks for different people, just like An Rong, in the eyes of her mother-in-law, she should be a kind man.Even Misha had to admit that An Rong was still a little handsome at this moment.