Quan Shao's exorbitantly spoiled wife

Chapter 329 The Farce of the Three Brothers
"I don't blame you!" Leng Chuyue nodded, and suddenly changed her voice, "But you can't say that again in the future, my father and my future husband are all members of the Leng family."

Leng Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, "Cousin, forgive me, the big stone in my heart finally fell to the ground."

Leng Chuyue pursed her lips and waved to the waiter not far away.

"Hello, may I help you?" The waiter hurried over, half-bending with a smile.

"Can I have a little handkerchief and a piece of ice, please?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, and then she saw Leng Zichen's red and swollen right cheek out of the corner of her eye. She quickly calmed down and said with a smile, "Okay, please wait a moment!"

"Cousin, he has thick skin and thick flesh, so you don't have to pity him." Leng Zihang spoke out first, seeing the red marks on Leng Zichen's face, he laughed cheerfully.

Leng Zichen glared at Leng Zihang angrily, "You... hiss..." He covered his right face, and the corners of his lips had already moved when he spoke just now.

"Deserved!"

Leng Zihang's eyes were full of complacency, he was like a heartless person, coldly staring at the red and swollen face of Leng Zichen.

"Leng Zihang!" Leng Zitian gave him a warning look, "Zichen is your second brother, is this your attitude towards your elder brother?"

"Brother, this is the enmity between me and him, don't worry about it!" Leng Zihang said with his neck stuck.

"I don't care how you fight behind closed doors, but now you are in public, and if you want to make a scene of brotherly discord, I will never allow it." Leng Zitian said seriously, looking at the two Brother, there is hatred in his eyes.

"I just see him upset!" Leng Zihang waved his small fleshy fist angrily.

"That girl died as soon as she died. You still hate your second brother for this matter. Do you still have any future?" Leng Zitian frowned. He also had feelings for the dead girl. Impatient.

It was her lingering spirit that caused the discord between their brothers.

Leng Zihang stared at Leng Zitian with protruding eyes, did he hear correctly just now?Die or die?

In his heart, is human life worthless at all?

She should have had a happy life, but it was Leng Zichen, a beast, that made her commit suicide in despair.

In this life, he and Leng Zichen will never have a brotherly and loving side.

"I hate him, and I will never forgive him in my life." Leng Zihang's small mung bean eyes seemed to be poisoned.

Speaking of the dead girl, Leng Zichen didn't apologize at all, "It's none of my business please? I didn't kill her?"

"If you didn't let other people take her turn, why would she be so tempted to commit suicide? It's all your fault!" Leng Zihang clenched his fists, and there was a "crack!"
"I'm right!" Leng Zichen replied loudly.

"You're at fault!" Leng Zihang's voice was one degree higher than Leng Zichen's.

All eyes in the restaurant were on them, some were curious, while others were dissatisfied.

"Gentlemen, this is a public place, can you please keep your voice down?" The waiter just stepped forward and said with a smile again.

"Go away!" Leng Zihang's temper came up, and he yelled at the waiter with a dark face.

The waiter was startled by his voice, his eyes slowly turned red, and tears rolled in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, my brother didn't mean to yell at you. He was out of control because he was in a bad mood. I hope you can forgive me." Leng Zitian said softly to the waiter, and he took the opportunity to glare at his brother.

When the waiter heard Leng Zitian's voice, she sniffed and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't blame him, I'm too glass-hearted!" But her eyes peeked at Leng Zitian's handsome face, the mysterious oriental face , and his slender body can make her heart fascinated endlessly.

"I'll be fine..."

"boom!"

A loud noise interrupted Leng Zitian's words, and he felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart. He turned his head and saw that his face was livid.

His two younger brothers were already wrestling together, and the table beside them had been overturned by them.

"Stop!" Leng Zi's voice trembled from the weather.

"Brother, save me!" Leng Zichen cried.

"Leng Zihang, let go of your second brother!" Leng Zitian stood aside and shouted.

Leng Chuyue's cold eyes fell on Leng Zitian, and she smiled ironically, how could his younger brother stop because of him, and wanted to pull them away, only he rushed forward to pull them away.

She wanted to see if Leng Zitian would step forward and pull his two younger brothers away regardless of his image?
"I won't let go, I'm going to beat him to death!" With red eyes, Leng Zihang raised his fist and hit Leng Zichen on the eye socket, causing Leng Zichen to let out a scream.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but gasped. They didn't expect this big fat man to have such a ruthless side. The thin man lying on the ground, if he continued like this, he would definitely be beaten to death by the fat man.

They sympathized with the thin man lying on the ground in their hearts, and they didn't step forward to help without sympathy. Beside them, there were two elder brothers who were fighting. They didn't need to do those thankless things.

"Sir, if you don't help me, your brother will definitely be beaten to death." The waiter saw Leng Zichen being beaten passively, her heart was tightly suspended, and she quickly faced the girl standing beside her. said the man next to him.

When Leng Zitian heard this, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed towards his two younger brothers, trying to pull them away.

But Leng Zihang is a difficult person. Leng Zitian pulled him several times, but he couldn't pull him off Leng Zichen's body. He was also hit hard by Leng Zihang on the face. His face wrinkled.

He was very angry at this time, and he used all his strength to entangle Leng Zihang, although he is a gentle noble son, his ruthlessness is no worse than Leng Zihang.

Leng Chuyue stood together with a slight smile, her eyes fixed on Leng Zitian, seeing his fighting posture, it was obvious that he was a Lianjiazi.

Leng Zihang was soon at a disadvantage!
For this result, Leng Chuyue was not surprised at all. Although Leng Zitian was not as big as Leng Zihang, he was obviously trained, and he was not comparable to the flamboyant Leng Zichen.

"Are you a mad dog?" Leng Zitian pressed Leng Zihang's throat with his arm, and said ferociously.

Leng Zihang was pinned down by him and couldn't move, he could only stare at Leng Zitian dejectedly.

From the fight just now, his sanity has recovered.

"Leng Zihang, you just wait to be beaten for today's matter!" Leng Zichen lay on the ground, panting.

He felt pain all over his body, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

From today's incident, he realized a truth, he must find a bodyguard with strong skills, so that he would have room to resist in the face of Leng Zihang's offensive.

(End of this chapter)