Ex-wife with high price: Domineering president spoils endlessly

Chapter 8

"Brother Haoyan!"

Seeing Leng Haoyan's indifferent attitude towards her, Qian Shiman was inevitably hurt.

She pursed her mouth, and looked at him with grievance and timidity, her pitiful little eyes were like those of a puppy abandoned by its owner.

The softest part of Leng Haoyan's heart was hit in an instant, he moved his fingers, and lightly flicked her shoulder to comfort her.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen!"

He turned sideways, wanting to touch his forehead, and the creases between his brows deepened, why did he soften his heart when this girl acted like a baby to her?
Doesn't this seem like a good sign?

The wound in Qian Shiman's heart was instantly healed, she glanced at her shoulder lightly, couldn't help covering her mouth and giggling, she knew that brother Haoyan was the best for her!

And Xiang Shiyong, whose back was facing her, saw her shoulders twitch twice and turned around, he really listened to Leng Haoyan's words, and obediently retreated to the side.

Her trust and dependence on Leng Haoyan deeply hurt his heart, and the contempt in Leng Haoyan's words also made him resentful. He grabbed Li Heng's leg, threw him to the ground, and swept away again. , Ouyang Yi and Liu Dongfeng had to take a few steps back.

When they didn't come back to their senses, they ran over and shook their fists at Leng Haoyan, "Damn bastard!"

"Don't!" Seeing his fist swinging in front of Leng Haoyan, Qian Shiman immediately screamed out, and wanted to go forward to block it, but she couldn't catch up.

She closed her eyes tightly in fright.

After a pause, she didn't hear the sound of fists and feet, and slowly opened one eye, and saw Leng Haoyan holding Xiang Shiyong's fist with one hand.

She was taken aback for a moment, then patted her chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly thanked herself.

Xiang Shiyong pulled his hand vigorously, but was held firmly by Leng Haoyan, unable to move at all.

He was angry and hated at the same time, the woman he loved liked him, and his most proud strength was so vulnerable in front of him.

Angry and losing his mind, he swung his other hand towards his temple, Leng Haoyan's expressionless handsome face turned cold, and kicked towards his heart.

"Well……"

Xiang Shiyong was kicked and lay on the ground, crawling under Leng Haoyan's feet, gasping for breath in pain, moaning, a thin layer of sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.

Xiang Shiyong didn't want to show weakness, he arched slowly, but the piercing pain became more serious, Xiang Shiyong finally froze, and fell straight on his side.

Leng Haoyan bent down and patted his trousers carelessly, as if he didn't pay him the slightest attention.

"Brother Haoyan!"

Qian Shiman trotted in front of him, looked him up a few times, and was completely relieved after confirming that he was fine.

Seeing that Xiang Shiyong seemed to be in pain on the ground, she scratched her hair, knelt down and looked at him carefully.

After a while, he asked cautiously, "Brother Xiang, are you alright?"

Xiang Shiyong hummed and chirped twice to prove that he was still alive!

Li Heng rubbed his beaten face, and couldn't help gloating.

However, due to the existence of Qian Shiman and Wu Zihan, Song Zihan frowned deeply, cursing in his heart that he deserved it, after being so arrogant for so long, he was finally cured by someone.

And none of them noticed that Liu Weifeng took a deep look at Leng Haoyan who was calm and composed.

They played together since they were young, but he never knew that Leng Haoyan was good at punching and kicking, so he expected...

He glanced around, these idiots definitely don't know!
Although he also knows that the Leng family has been in the army for generations, he will definitely practice it, but according to his performance just now, he is obviously an expert. Why did he hide it for so many years?
Thinking again that no matter how much they wanted to befriend him for so many years, he was not lukewarm, Liu Weifeng felt a lump in his heart, and he was silent for a long time before suppressing his dissatisfaction with him.

Leng Haoyan felt his gaze, but his seemingly deep eyes were like mirrors, imprinting all his thoughts in his eyes.

He lowered his eyes, he doesn't like to explain, and he doesn't like to have too many friends who don't care!
Leng Haoyan threw the cigarette butt that was about to burn out into the trash can, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked past them quietly. Although there was not much movement, he instantly attracted the attention of a group of people.

"Brother Haoyan!"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Qian Shiman hurriedly left Xiang Shiyong to chase him, took two steps, and turned back again, "Brother Xiang, are you okay!"

She asked, but unconsciously glanced at Leng Haoyan's direction, seeing him walking further and further away, she was burning with anxiety.

Seeing that Leng Haoyan had left, Li Heng and Ouyang Yi were also in a hurry. They had something to do with him, so they waved at Qian Shiman, and groaned at Xiang Shiyong who was on the ground, and dragged Liu Dongfeng to chase after him. Song Zihan was left to watch over.

Xiang Shiyong is already much better. Seeing Qian Shiman chasing Leng Haoyan away, he planned to get up all at once, but she came back. He made a quick decision and lay down on the ground again, his body trembling. At first glance, he felt even more uncomfortable!
"How are you? Shall I take you to the hospital!"

Song Zihan put his arms around his shoulders and kicked Xiang Shiyong. He didn't seem worried at all!
Song Zihan really wasn't worried, based on his understanding of Leng Haoyan, he was very measured in his actions, maybe he would be taught a harsh lesson, but he would definitely not slip in by mistake!
Seeing that Xiang Shiyong was so serious, Qian Shiman finally gave up on sending Leng Haoyan off.

Then he echoed: "Brother Xiang looks so serious, I'd better ask the housekeeper to send Brother Xiang to the hospital!"

Seeing Song Zihan kicking Xiang Shiyong, Qian Shiman didn't feel anything wrong.

In fact, she'd seen many times when some of them were hurt, while others poked their wounds hard.

She doesn't understand this kind of relationship between men, but she has also gone from the difference at the beginning to the silence now.

"Don't go!" Xiang Shiyong's voice seemed to come out from between his teeth, "I want to see if that illegitimate child will pull me like this after I die!"

Song Zihan frowned, with the urge to kick him to death.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, this cousin was spoiled by his family, he should be taught a lesson, let Haoyan give him a hard time!

Wu Zihan never expected that his temporary indulgence would cause him to almost break the sky, and he never thought that today would be the beginning of changing the fate of the few of them.

Years later, he also thought, what would happen if everything started all over again?

It's a pity that everything can't be turned back...

"Brother Xiang!" Qian Shiman's eyes widened, her voice was surprisingly loud, and her usually soft voice was a little sharper, "Brother Haoyan is just defending himself, you, you can't do that!"

Brother Haoyan again? !
Xiang Shiyong's eyes are full of cruelty, he has liked her for so many years and guarded her for so many years, but she has always been elder brother Haoyan and younger brother Haoyan.

He used to think that she was still young and didn't understand anything, and he didn't want to scare her, but he was always jealous in his heart and secretly tripped Leng Haoyan.

Unexpectedly, now, his woman was snatched away under his nose, or by an illegitimate child!

Xiang Shiyong slowly clenched his fist, it depends on whether he agrees or not!
……

Outside the Qian's mansion, the lights are still bright. In the parking lot in front, all kinds of famous cars are parked in rows, like a car show.

Qian Shiyu stood aside, wearing canvas shoes, a white shirt and jeans, looking out of place here.

Pulling the suitcase, she looked coldly at the bustling house, with mist in her eyes.

She blinked, and the cloud of mist dissipated in an instant. She tightened her hand holding the suitcase, and walked over like the wind.

(End of this chapter)