Loyal Husband, Be Gentle Please

He didn't want to care about it, but thinking about the photo he just took, he reached for his phone and pressed the answer button.

Chen Xixi's incomparably cheerful voice sounded out beside his ears: "Brother, little big sis Xia said that An Hao, that woman, has cheated. Do you know about this?"

Hearing this, Chen Xiyang's expression immediately became gloomy: "Is your little sister Xia by your side? Give her the phone. "

"No, first tell me what you plan to do with that woman. Come to think of it, brother, you haven't gotten your certificate from her yet, have you? "

Chen Xiyang suddenly roared out: "Give her your phone number."

"Aiya, here you go. What are you shouting for?" Chen Xixi's grumbling voice came from the other side: "Big sister Little Xia, my brother asked you to pick up the phone."

Soon, a familiar voice rang out in his ears. "Xi Yang …"

Chen Xiyang held onto the steering wheel tightly with his right hand as he squinted his eyes dangerously, "Did I tell this matter to no one? You ignore my warning? "

It was 11: 30, and the dark color was already filled with people. There were several girls with curly hair dancing in a metal pipe on the round stage in the center, which made them look especially sexy when matched with the colorful lights.

An Hao was holding onto a bottle of wine and drinking, there were already three empty bottles on the table, all of them were high quality alcohol, but she still did not feel drunk, and her mind remembered every single word Chen Xiyang had said before with absolute clarity.

Looking at the bottle in her hand, she couldn't help but chuckle. "All I drink are fake bars?"

Even though he didn't drink much last night, he was unconscious. Even after drinking so much tonight, he is still not drunk.

She giggled and squinted her red and swollen eyes to look at everyone around her. Finally, her gaze fixed on the dancers on the stage.

She put down the bottle and stood up. She grabbed the waiter who passed by her and said with a smile, "I can jump too. And I can jump better than them …"

As she spoke, she walked towards the stage. The waiter looked at her crooked steps and shook his head helplessly. "Miss, you're drunk."

He was about to stop the drunk from climbing onto the stage when he saw a handsome man in jeans and a white shirt grab her by the arm.

It seemed like they knew each other.

Just as An Hao wanted to go up on stage to show off her dancing skills, she felt her arm being grabbed, and then she was pulled away.

She impatiently flung her arms away. "Let go of me, I still have to go dance."

When she turned around, she saw the face that she would never forget. Why was this person always haunting her?

An Hao suspected that he was seeing things, and squinted his eyes to take a closer look.

Lin Lang retreated a step due to the alcohol stench and frowned in disgust. He dragged her out of the darkness and threw her onto the street.

"If you have the time to act crazy with alcohol, why don't you go home and stay with your grandma?"

An Hao was flung by her, he staggered a little, and was completely confused, when he realised who he was, he immediately pounced on him with bared fangs and brandished claws, he did not know whether to scratch him or slap him.

"Are you crazy?"

Lin Lang ignored her and pushed her away, then pounced on her again, pushed her away again, and even pounced on her again. After doing this thrice, Lin Lang was helpless, and looked around at the spectators, holding her hands tightly.

"Tell me what the hell are you doing? Where's your husband? "

An Hao's struggling movements stopped as she raised her eyes to look at him. Only then did Lin Lang realize that she had already been crying: "You …"

An Hao suddenly burst into tears. Lin Lang felt his head spinning and subconsciously let go of her hand. He frowned and took a step back: "What are you crying for?"

Why did it seem as though he had bullied her?