Billionaire Love Marriage: Goodnight, My Wife Lord

"Let go, let go! Do you hear me? " Bao Hui pointed to Huo Ximu, grabbed his hand at the collar and shouted.

He Bao Hui is also a famous man in Jing'an city. Where did this stupid boy dare to talk to him like this?

Bao Hui saw that he didn't let go. He pushed huoximu away and straightened his wrinkled collar.

"Don't you know who I am, boy? You threw me all over and scolded you. What's the matter? "

Huo Ximu, who was pushed away, stood firm, squinted at Bao Hui, who was ten years older than himself, and hummed.

"My young master doesn't want to be scolded. It's just a rag. There are more than a hundred sets hanging in my wardrobe. Just compensate you. What can I drag?"

"I think highly of you by apologizing to you. You scold me for not having eyes? Oh, don't think your master Huo's fist is vegetarian. "

Huo Ximu moved his fist, glanced at him disdainfully and said.

As the quarrel between the two became louder and louder, the corner of the banquet hall on the other side.

Ji Luoqing was standing on tiptoe, eating mousse around anjingchuan. When she heard the news, she looked over there, "what happened?"

An Jingchuan grabbed her hand, ate the mousse in her spoon and said, "it's all right. We'll eat ours."

"But it sounds like someone has quarreled. How do I think it's Huo Ximu's voice? Really don't you have to go and have a look?"

Ji Luoqing looked in the direction of the bathroom and said.

An Jingchuan took the small spoon in her hand and sent it to her lips. "Don't worry about him. Ximu always has a loud voice."

Ji Luoqing ate the sweet strawberry mousse. He didn't seem surprised at all.

Soon after an Jingchuan finished speaking, he heard a dull noise, as if someone had been thrown to the ground.

Ji Luoqing put the dessert plate in her hand on the shelf.

I saw that an Jingchuan had passed.

"Ximu, stop. What happened? "

An Jingchuan looked at the two people who had already handed over and stopped huoximu.

"It's not the uncle yet. I accidentally spilled some red wine on him. I apologized and promised to pay for my clothes. Why is this family ungrateful? If they scold me, they have to fight me! "

Huoximu patted the dust on his body and snorted angrily.

Bao Hui, who was thrown to the ground, was standing up with his eye-catching red wine holding the wall, "what nonsense are you talking about? Who moved his hand first? It's clear that you have nothing to do! "

Huoximu humed and smiled, shrugged his shoulders.

You guessed right. He's looking for trouble today.

And, just looking for him!

"Mr. Bao, you all calm down. It's just a small matter. Why hurt your harmony?" An Jingchuan's ink eyes flashed a faint smile and said.

When Bao Hui saw an Jingchuan coming to make peace, he also beat the dust on his body, straightened his clothes and said, "I said President an, I dare to feel that this childe without quality is your friend?"

"Who do you scold for having no quality?" Huo Ximu broke an Jingchuan's hand and swung his fist at Bao Hui, but an Jingchuan pressed it down.

"Mr. Bao, I'm really sorry. Ximu is my friend. If he does something wrong, I apologize to you. But this is a public place, and everyone's status is not low. Mr. Bao, you are such a self-restraint person, so don't see things like the younger generation. "

An Jingchuan gently lifted his lower lip and looked at Bao Hui, who was obviously angry at the moment.

Bao Hui tried to stop talking. He just swallowed a bad breath in his throat and snorted in his nose, "president an, it's really damaging your reputation to protect your friends so much."

An Jingchuan approached Bao Hui without trace, smiled coldly and whispered.

"Fame? What's the use of a good reputation? If you can't protect the people around you, you might as well have a bad reputation. What do you say, Mr. Bao? "

When Bao Hui heard him say this, his eyes suddenly flustered and coughed a few times. "President an, this is too profound. I'm a layman and can't understand it."

At this time.

Ji Luoqing, standing on the other side, waved to Rayson.

"Rayson, who is Bao?"

Rayson looked at the crowd around him and whispered to Ji Luoqing, "madam, you had an accident a few days ago. It is likely that President Bao planned it."

"He?"

Ji Luoqing asked in surprise and looked at Bao Hui again.

"Yes, although it is not clear what the purpose of President Bao is, nine times out of ten, he did it right." Larson nodded and whispered.

Today, young Jing came here to teach Bao Hui a lesson, so he played this performance with young master Ximu.

When Ji Luoqing heard the speech, Dai Mei raised her eyebrows, silently clenched her pink fist, bit her teeth, and walked towards the man talking outside the corridor over there.

"Madam..."

Larson whispered, trying to stop her.

However, she has gone.

He wanted to say that in fact, jingshao had arranged how to deal with Bao Hui. She just had to watch quietly.

Over there, an Jingchuan looked up and saw Ji Luoqing coming, just ready to speak.

But Ji Luoqing strode over, took off her high heels and, without saying anything, hit Bao Hui on the head.

"... smelly woman, you're crazy!"

Bao Hui, who was hit by high-heeled shoes, covered his forehead and looked at Ji Luoqing who came and hit people in shock.

Shit, what's the matter now? Either someone spilled red wine or high-heeled shoes!

"Husband..." Ji Luoqing suddenly shouted, brewing, his eyes suddenly turned red, pointed to Bao Hui and cried, "a few days ago, he bullied me in the club a few days ago. He said he had plenty of money and asked me to follow him."

"He also said that our home has been shaken now. Let me change my personal dependence as soon as possible! I don't agree with him, so he did something to me. Fortunately, my friend came and he had to give up! "

An Jingchuan looked at Luo Luo, who took the initiative to add the play, stunned for a second, then frowned, and hit Bao Hui with an iron fist!

Bao Hui was hit by a sudden blow and sprayed a mouthful of blood directly. It seemed that he suddenly understood something. Huo Ximu's fist just seemed to be an appetizer. It was an Jingchuan's fierce fist that really waited for him.

"Mr. Bao, is that you who was there a few days ago?"

An Jingchuan puns, Sen laughs.

Bao Hui, pale, touched the blood on the corner of his mouth with his hand and got up from the ground. Suddenly he wanted to explain, but he found that he couldn't open it.

An Jingchuan took the opportunity to seek revenge on him. How could he explain clearly?

"President an, listen to me. There may be some misunderstanding here..."

Bao Hui said, seeing that an Jingchuan had squatted down and grabbed his collar, "misunderstanding, dare you say that you haven't bullied my wife?"

"I..."

"Can't say it? You know she's my wife, but you still did it to her. Mr. Bao, you really don't pay attention to my anjingchuan at all. "

An Jingchuan patted his pale face, and his eyes were cold.