Falling tonight

Chapter 85
This scene deeply pierced into Mu Zhou's eyes, and a burst of suffocation and anger suddenly surged into his heart, quickly spreading to his limbs. He opened the door and got out of the car without any hesitation, and was interrupted by a loud bang on the door. Conversation between two people next to Pagani.

It also made Li Sijin's hazy mind clear up a little.

The two of them turned to look at the same time. A few meters away, a man in a black shirt was walking step by step on the floor tiles. His face was as tight as a drum head, and his complexion was as dark as the night, giving people an invisible pressing pressure, and the low body around him. The air pressure made Zhao Rou feel excited across the distance.

Her mind was racing, why was Mu Zhou downstairs at her house? Was he waiting for her?

He wouldn't have misunderstood her and Li Sijin, right?

Before Zhao Rou could speak, the man had already come over to her. Without even looking at her, he punched Li Sijin hard in the face.

With a "snap" sound, Li Sijin's face was knocked a little off, his glasses fell to the floor tiles, and he was completely conscious.

"Ah."

Li Sijin raised his hand to touch the side of his face where he had been beaten, and turned his head to look at the man with a tense face. A mocking laugh floated in the ears of several people, making Mu Zhou even more angry.

Zhao Rou was still in shock. Mu Zhou punched again, but Li Sijin, who was already awake, quickly blocked it. Mu Zhou punched hard from above again. Li Sijin was startled and could barely avoid it by turning his head.

"Mr. Mu! Enough is enough." Li Sijin found that Mu Zhou was extremely calm on the surface, but the force of his attack was not light. If he hadn't practiced one and a half moves, he would have been hard to resist.

"Young Master Li," Mu Zhou squinted his eyes, a storm hidden in his dark eyes, "You are just like this, the eldest young master of the Li family, eating other people's women's tofu, what's your future?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he punched again. This time, knowing that Li Sijin also had some skills on his body, he used more force.

After a while, Li Sijin changed from defense to offense, and the two people struggled together.

Zhao Rou's forehead was sweating anxiously, and she stepped forward to pull the two people apart.

"Stop hitting, stop hitting!"

But she found that she couldn't get close to them at all, and she might hurt herself if she wasn't careful.

Seeing Mu Zhou's momentum getting more and more fierce, Zhao Rou was frightened.

He took her to the boxing gym. From his current movements, it could be seen that he was stronger and more powerful than Li Sijin. Li Sijin was used to being gentle and indifferent, so he was no match for him.

Seeing Li Sijin being punched in the face several times by Mu Zhou, with faint blood seeping out of the corners of his mouth, Zhao Rou felt suffocated and rushed forward to pull Mu Zhou away without thinking.

But as soon as she got closer, someone's arm swung her and hit her squarely in the abdomen.

A forbearing groan and the sound of falling to the ground interrupted the movements of the two men. They turned around and saw Zhao Rou sitting on the ground in a miserable state, her skirt stained with mud. Her upper body was slightly bent, and her hands were covering her folds. On the belly, the beautiful features are squeezed together, and the face is painful.

Mu Zhou's expression suddenly changed drastically. He took back his hand and took a quick step to squat in front of her. He frowned and touched her hand and asked, "What's wrong? Did I accidentally hurt you here?"

Zhao Rou gritted her teeth, frowned deeply, moved her lips, and found that she was in so much pain that she had no strength to speak.

Li Sijin also stepped forward, frowned at her movements, and said sternly, "Go to the hospital." "Don't worry, Mr. Li." Mu Zhou picked up Zhao Rou and glanced at Li Sijin, who looked concerned and anxious with his gloomy eyes. , turned around and strode around holding Zhao Rou in her arms and placing her in the passenger seat of the Bentley.

Zhao Rou poked her head out of Mu Zhou's arms and saw that Li Sijin's face was injured. The swollen scars could be seen under the weak street light.

He was worshiping his mother just now, but now because she was injured, Zhao Rou's heart suddenly tightened. She glared at the man above her and wanted to scold him, but found that the pain in her abdomen invaded her whole body and she really couldn't muster the strength. .

She could only look at Li Sijin guiltily, hoping that he would find a way to go to the hospital to check his injuries.

Mu Zhou lowered his head and saw Zhao Rou's heart-wrenching eyes fixed on Li Sijin behind him. He breathed heavily in his chest. He couldn't let go of his anger towards the injured woman in his arms, and his heart was even more blocked.

Therefore, his face became a little more ugly, and he said sarcastically, "Why, do you feel sorry for him?"

Zhao Rou looked away and glared at him bitterly. His face was still handsome, completely different from Li Sijin's face, and there was no injury at all.

Zhao Rou turned her head and clutched her abdomen, not wanting to talk to him.

This man was so possessive that he would hit anyone whenever he came up. If it wasn't for her stomachache, she would have wanted to jump up and beat him.

The car was speeding along, and Zhao Rou was half-lying on the passenger seat. After a few minutes of relaxation, she felt that the pain in her abdomen was relieved.

The night scenery on both sides of the road outside the window receded rapidly. Zhao Rou took a deep breath, suppressed the dull feeling in her chest, and turned to look at Mu Zhou, who was frowning.

He hadn't said a word since he got in the car. He only turned his head to look at her condition from time to time, and his pursed lips seemed to hesitate to speak.

Across the dim light in the car, Zhao Rou locked his profile. He must have returned from the Mu family's old house. He was not wearing his usual formal clothes, but a casual black shirt. The material was high-end, which made him look cold and dignified. His handsome face is more mature.

He pursed his lips, and after feeling Zhao Rou's appraising gaze, he glanced at her coldly, then turned to look at the night road in front of him, and said in a serious tone, "Why, are you resentful for ruining your date with your brother?"

what?
Her date with Li Sijin?

Zhao Rou was angry, and the slight pain in her abdomen made her stomach hurt even more. She gritted her teeth and said back to him. Her speech was slow due to the pain in her abdomen, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Mu Zhou could clearly feel her gnashing of teeth and heard her slowly continue to accuse, "You hit someone for no reason and you were so cruel. How can I face Si Jin in the future?"

When Mu Zhou heard that her tone was unusual, he turned his head and took a closer look at her. Her pale face was bloodless, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead, as if she was holding back the pain.

Her appearance inexplicably touched a soft spot somewhere in Mu Zhou's heart, but listening to her words, she was always defending Li Sijin and blaming herself for hitting him.

The softness at that moment was quickly withdrawn, Mu Zhou lowered his face, the muscles of his cheeks were bitten tightly, his eyes were dark and dark, "Zhao Rou, you disappeared without saying hello, and you took away everything in my house, I was looking for you, how did you reply to me? If I hadn't wanted to see you downstairs waiting for you to come home, and I couldn't see you having sex with me, why would you just hang up on me just to be with him? "

She had never accused him of that.

Han Zihao wanted to do something wrong to her, so he beat Han Zihao, but Zhao Rou didn't say a word.

Now Li Sijin takes advantage of her, but she accuses him of attacking Li Sijin. Is this man so special in her heart that he can do whatever he wants to her, but she can't get angry?
(End of this chapter)