Business tycoon's honey wife

The sound of "pa" was so loud that not only the little girl's eyes were blindfolded, but even the people around her were shocked by her.

Ye Qingqing looked over in surprise, "late?"

Wen Wan nodded expressionless. Seeing it from a close distance, he found that ye Qingqing's eyes were indeed red.

She knows her best friend's virtues. Dead ducks have a hard mouth. They carry their own grievances and don't want to talk nonsense with others.

Even when I want to cry, I will try my best to hold back and refuse to let a drop of tears fall.

Wen Wan couldn't bear to watch any more and took back her sight because she looked distressed.

The little girl who was carried by her completely recovered. Her tears fell down and trembled, "brother Li, she hit me..."

Wen Wan slapped his backhand again. "I'll hit you today. What can you do? You can do something else besides looking for that waste man to support you?"

Jiang Liren regained his mind from the battle, lost the cigarette in his hand, and suddenly showed his fierce face, pointing to Wen Wan, "you psychopath! Who are you calling waste? I warn you to let go of my girlfriend quickly, or I'll be rude to you!"

It's OK that the slag man doesn't open his mouth. When he opens his mouth, the tense nerve in his brain suddenly breaks. When she looks up at the slag man, the fundus of her eyes is mixed with a little blood.

"Just right, I've been unhappy with you for a long time. I'd like to see how you can be rude to me?"

Ye Qingqing said anxiously, "don't..."

Wen wanton said, "this scum man and little three are almost riding on your head! Do you want to stop me at this time?"

Ye Qingqing was stunned. Then she pinched her palm and said coldly, "no, I want to say you don't kill them."

Wen Wan smiled. She was quite handsome. She winked at Ye Qingqing. "Don't worry, baby, I have discretion in my hand."

The slag man's face was ugly and showed a disdainful smile, "fight? Fight with a little girl. Don't say I bully..."

The voice declined. Wen Wan bent his arm and directly hit his fist on his abdomen. The slag man's expression changed and bowed down in pain.

After so many years in Haicheng, Wen Jianliang spent almost all his efforts on Xie Lanzhi and his little son. He basically didn't care about Wen Wan's life.

So when she was at school, she often fought and developed a good skill. Even if she met local ruffians and hooligans, she had never been timid.

Apart from Fu Sihan's abnormal non-human, she really hasn't been afraid of anyone.

The cheating man obviously looked down on her. Wen Wan only punched her later. He was already at a loss and began to doubt life.

The onlookers were shocked by the scene.

At this time, a joyful figure slowly separated the crowd and came to the front of the crowd.

The slag man slowed down, got up shakily, and his face became ferocious in a cold sweat. Finally, he no longer despised the enemy, swung his fist to Wen Wan, and scolded, "Stinky woman, die!"

Wen Wan narrowed his eyes. Before he made a move, the slag man's fist was suddenly clenched by one hand.

This scene is deja vu, and it seems that it didn't happen long ago. Wen Wan was stunned and felt as if he had forgotten something.

Then Yu Guangli came out with a figure in a suit and shoes. Lengjun's face was unspeakably elegant and calm. He kicked two feet at the slag man's knee, causing the slag man to bend his legs and kneel on the ground.

Fu Sihan stepped on the scum man's back and directly put people on the ground to resist incompetence.

The picture stunned everyone.

In Wen Wan's head at that time, there was only one thought, that is, how can anyone in the world fight so well, elegant and calm, looking at the understatement, but the power can't be shaken at all.

Wen Wan was really stunned for a while.

Until Fu Sihan gathered away the frightening edge in his eyes, took out a lighter and lit a cigarette, looked up at her, "what do you want to do with these two people?" there seemed to be a trace of connivance in his cold voice.

Wen Wan quickly recovered and quickly said "thank you".

Then he looked down at a pair of scum men and women on the ground, "apologize to Ye Qingqing!"

The two people lost face and lost their home today, but they were obviously still a little dissatisfied. Fu Sihan used his strength without trace at his feet, and the slag man directly wailed, "wrong! I'm wrong! Ye Qingqing, I'm sorry for you!"

Wen Wan sneered and looked at the cheap girl again. The cheap girl's crying makeup was all on her face, "I'm sorry, ye Qingqing."

Wen Wan was satisfied, "don't let me see you coming to Ye Qingqing, especially you, Jiang Li, or I'll hit you once I see you."

Slag men and women nodded repeatedly. At this time, they couldn't say anything. They wanted to bury themselves in the crack in the ground.

Wen Wanshu breathed a sigh and looked at Fu Sihan. Fu Sihan raised his feet and let people go. They helped each other and ran away without looking back, as if they were chasing some monster behind them.

Fu Sihan raised his head. His dark eyes looked at Wen Wan deeply. He didn't speak, but Wen Wan's heart missed two beats.

Wen Wan quickly looked back at Ye Qingqing, "are you okay?"

Ye Qingqing came over and hugged Wen Wan. Her eyes were hot. "Wan Wan, I'm fine. Thanks to you today."

Wen Wan sighed and gently stroked Ye Qingqing's back. Only then did he look back at Fu Sihan and stop talking.

Fu Sihan pressed out the half burnt cigarette end in his hand and threw it into the dustbin. Then he said without expression, "get on the bus."

Wen night stuffed Ye Qingqing into Maybach where Fu Sihan stopped by the roadside.

On the way back to Wenwan's apartment, ye Qingqing always looked at the man with extremely strong air field in the driver's seat from time to time, and wanted to ask.

For a long time, it seemed that he couldn't hold back at last. Then he pressed his voice and asked Wen Wan, "is this...?"

Wen Wan looked at Fu Sihan and thought there was nothing to hide. He simply told the truth, "my husband."

Her voice fell and the driver in front gave a light in his eyes.

And ye Qingqing was stunned. She covered her lips for a long time before jumping out a few words, "you... Your husband!?"

Wen Wan nodded calmly. Seeing ye Qingqing's disordered appearance, she leaned against her seat and said, "tell me what's the matter with you?"

Ye Qingqing's face froze.

In fact, Wen Wan vaguely discovered her state these days, but she didn't think too much until she ran into several people arguing tonight.

Ye Qingqing didn't speak. Wen Wan put his fingertip on his arm and nodded, "let me guess, slag man lost money again in gambling? He asked you to borrow money later? And you kindly lent it to him. Unexpectedly, Xiao San found out that slag man still had contact with you, so he came to the door to make trouble with you?"

After Wen Wan's calm analysis, ye Qingqing's cheeks turned white. "When did you install monitoring next to me?" unexpectedly, they were all in?

Wen Wan held his forehead and said, "do you really dare to admit it?"

Wen Wan glanced at Ye Qingqing, "I've known you for so many years. What do you look like? I regret that I didn't find out earlier and stop you and let these two men and women get in front of you! Ye Qingqing, where's your brain? How about taking a cut and gaining wisdom? Your brain was kicked by a donkey!"

Ye Qingqing was wronged in a flash. "I don't want to, okay? But when he came to me, he knelt down for me. It seemed really pathetic. I wanted to meet him for the last time... I really didn't have any feelings for him, and didn't I borrow the money in the end..."

Ye Qingqing's voice became smaller and smaller, and she gradually lost her confidence.