"Also, my name is Christine, please don't get it wrong, Young Master Rong."

"Stop pretending to me! Whether you are Christine or Rong Yu, get out of the way now!"

"Hmph, don't give in!" Christine stood firm, refusing to back down in the slightest.

It's not that easy to snatch someone from him.

"Looking for death." With a low curse, Young Master Rong took off his suit jacket and threw it into Xu Zhiyuan's hand, then he raised his fist and threw it at Christine's face.

He came to look for his wife in a hurry, but was stopped by him, and the anxiety and anger in his heart broke out at the same time.

Beating people is the best way to vent your anger!

Christine seemed to have expected that he would make a move, and when his fist hit, he dodged quickly, and punched back without giving in.

"Young Master Rong—"

"Father-"

The man in black and the bodyguards who came out of the villa shouted one after another.

"Stay away for me!"

Young Master Rong and Christine said in unison, but they didn't stop at all.

The man in black and the bodyguards looked at their master, but they didn't dare to come forward to help after receiving the order, so they had to stay where they were and watch the two fight together.

Both Rong Shao and Christine didn't use fighting skills, they just sparred with strength, no delicate moves, no deadly attacks, pure force fighting.

Two big men greeted and sent off at the gate of the villa, fighting hard.

As if they had discussed it in advance, the two hit each other's face fiercely at the same time, and within a moment, the handsome faces were covered with paint.

Xu Zhiyuan couldn't bear to look away, Young Master Rong, young master Rong, don't forget that you are here to pick up the young mistress home.

You hurt your face, don't even talk about taking the young mistress home, it's good if she doesn't dislike your colorful face...

Beating people and slapping them in the face is the cruelest thing, okay?

After fighting for almost half an hour, both of them leaned against the wall panting. Rong Shao raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, and looked up at Christine who was beside him.

"Unexpectedly, your skills are not bad."

Christine rubbed the bleeding forehead, "You're beyond my expectation."

"I've beaten you too, should I return my wife now?" Young Master Rong stood up straight, his gaze was like a torch.

"I don't have any Young Mistress Rong here, only my sister Luo Anning."

Young Master Rong gritted his teeth and said, "What I'm looking for is Luo Anning!"

"Really." The angrier he was, the more Christine understated it, provocatively: "Then I'm sorry, my sister won't see you tonight. If you really want to see her, please come early tomorrow."

The butler was ashamed when he heard it, my grandfather, I don't see any guests tonight, why does it feel so evil?

"Rong Yu, do you really think that I dare not break in?" Shao Rong was furious, his handsome face did not affect his majesty at all.

Christine raised her eyes and looked at him, expecting that he would not dare to provoke her: "Then you can break in, you are not afraid of disturbing her rest, you can break in, I welcome you at any time. What, do you dare?"

Young Master Rong: "..."

He really didn't dare!

Christine curled up her lips triumphantly, smiled seductively, patted the almost non-existent gray layer on her body, and strode into the inner courtyard.

Xiaobian, I knew he didn't dare!

Fighting with him without even looking at his seven inches in his hand!

With a bang, the large carved iron gate of the villa was mercilessly closed in front of Young Master Rong.

Xu Zhiyuan stepped forward and took out the medicine box from the car, "Young Master Rong, your face... Cough cough, let's bandage it first."

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