The runaway wife of the president of the empire

He did not provoke Mu Yiyi as agreed, but it was another matter if she wanted to come by herself.

Looking at the wall clock on the wall, he put his feet up on the coffee table and folded them, humming a song in his mouth and watching the blood and flesh flying all over the field as if nothing had happened.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

Jian Chuan hurried in, leaned into his ear and said, "Boss, Miss Mu really went to the villa to find you, I had someone bring her here, she's outside."

Han Zhenyu didn't say anything, his eyes were fixed on the screen, and his eyes were ruthless: "It seems that the third young master has received special training, and this battle will be over soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boxer was knocked down by Lin Siquan's heavy elbow, and he couldn't get up again.

"Jian Chuan, give San Shao some medicine, otherwise how would he lose?" Han Zhenyu smiled coldly.

"I know what to do! Then... Miss Mu..."

"You go out to do errands first, hurry up, I'll wait!"

Jian Chuan went out, Han Zhenyu walked to the huge glass connected to the door, and opened the blinds. This is a special glass window that can see the outside from the inside, but the inside cannot be seen from the outside.

Outside is a corridor with several tall guards standing.

Mu Yiyi stood against the wall, staring at the closed office door with some expectation and anxiety.

She was dressed very simply, with a white T-shirt, cropped jeans, a pair of dark blue canvas shoes, and the beautiful long hair that usually draped over her shoulders was now pulled back and combed into a ponytail.

Han Zhenyu stood there steadfastly looking at her. She was really beautiful, and there was no flaw in her beautiful features.

Her complexion is as clear as jade, her thin lips are as light as water, and her eyes are as clear as crystals immersed in water.

There is no exquisite makeup, no gorgeous clothing, but it makes her look indescribably clean and elegant, as ethereal as an angel.

girl!Your biggest weakness is that your heart is too soft!

Suddenly, Han Zhenyu raised his lips and smiled.

Behind him, there was another live broadcast on the screen. It was still Lin Siquan, but the opponent had been replaced by Han Zhenyu's Muay Thai "golden belt" hired by Han Zhenyu with a lot of money.

The match started and the two men attacked almost simultaneously.

The sound of the pair of feet "slapped" was crisp, and everyone felt numb all over, and the sound of fists hitting the human body echoed in the air, accompanied by their low-pitched groans.

Both of them attacked very fast, and they seemed unwilling to fight at close quarters. Once they got too close, they would take the initiative to pull away.

After a fierce fight between you and me for a while, Lin Siquan's body shook suddenly, and a cold smile appeared on Han Zhenyu's face. [

"Golden Belt" seemed to have seen the clues, stepped forward and slammed into Lin Siquan's abdomen with his knees, and hit Lin Siquan's chin with an uppercut after the headspace, but this time Lin Siquan dodged it.

Han Zhenyu raised his eyebrows, walked to the door, and opened it.

"Did he come to look for you?" Mu Yiyi rushed over when he heard the door, with a worried look on his face.

"Come in!" Han Zhenyu stretched out his hand and dragged her in.

On the screen, Lin Siquan was a little dizzy and unsteady because of the medicine.But he was still trying to keep himself sober and rational.

"Golden Belt" looked at Lin Siquan ruthlessly with reptile-like cold eyes, and seized the opportunity to slam his raised elbow in the face.