The wealthy and the cold are chasing love: the cute little wife

Chapter 127 Meeting and Fighting as if Not Seeing (2)

Han Shaozhe suppressed his anger, "She is not someone you can play with casually, don't get close to her, or you will die."

The voice is cold and ruthless, like winter ice and snow, cold to the bone.

I waited downstairs for a long time, looking up at the bright lamp, feeling as bitter as coptis in my heart.

She actually regarded him as an invisible person, as if she didn't see him...

She was so ruthless that she fully fulfilled her original promise.

And invited this smelly man to the boudoir in the middle of the night, she is a stupid pig, doesn't she know how dangerous it is to get along with a lonely man and a widow?

You only grow older but not smarter, you idiot.

Every minute and every second is suffering, and my heart is like frying on a frying pan.

Knowing that he shouldn't be waiting here, and nothing about her has anything to do with him, but emotion dominates everything, and reason temporarily takes a back seat.

His feet took root, but he couldn't walk away, so he could only stand here silently.

If the light hadn't been on all the time, he would have rushed upstairs desperately, pulled this guy out and beat him up.

It's ridiculous, so many years have passed, so much love and hatred have happened, and his heart is still there...

After enduring it for so long, all reason was wiped out the moment I saw her. I just wanted to see her and talk to her, even a word.

He really didn't think about going back to the past, and he couldn't go back.

But they were always a family, his sister!
PETER was very upset, "You like her too? That's fair competition..."

Before he finished speaking, he was hit in the face by a hard fist and fell to the ground.

He was sweating profusely from the pain, and his face turned pale.

"You savage, how can you do this?"

He struggled to stand up and shouted angrily, "We'll just compete..."

"Boom." It was another iron fist, powerful.

PETER fell to the ground with a bang, the corners of his mouth twitched in pain.

He was ten thousand and ten thousand dissatisfied, stood up again, put on a posture, "I'm not ready yet..."

There was another thunder strike, the corners of his mouth twitched in pain, and he rolled all over the floor.

It hurts too much, this fist is not made of meat, it is made of iron.

The place where he was beaten hurt like a fire, as if his ribs were broken, and he couldn't get up no matter what.

Han Shaozhe was condescending, staring at him coldly, his eyes were cold, "Do you still want to continue?"

PETER was furious, how could he be such an unreasonable person?

"You madman, I will not give up my love for SUNNY because of violence, my love is priceless..."

Before he finished speaking, fists fell like raindrops, landing on every corner of his body.

He curled up into a ball in pain, his whole body was in burning pain.

"Hey, stop hitting..."

Out of breath, he roared hoarsely, "It will kill people...I want to sue you."

Who did he meet?Underworld?terrorist?
How is it so scary?
Shaozhe sneered nonchalantly, "Say, do you want to continue?"

His principle of conduct is, if you don't fight, if you want to fight, you will get down on the ground, and there is absolutely no power to fight back.

Not convinced?Then it's not his style to beat you up, negotiate and talk about serious protests and protests.

Talking with fists is the king's law in the world of men, and he is this kind of person.

"..."

After school, Danqing yawned lazily, and slowly tidied up his books. The day was coming to an end.

Day after day, year after year, it's so boring.

She doesn't want to take the master's and doctoral exams step by step. What's the use of studying so many books?

(End of this chapter)