Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

Oh! Does she look so easy to bully?

Even if the young man's self-restraint is good, he can't tolerate a woman's rude words to himself again and again. He immediately stretched out a hand. Before the palm fell on Ali's naked sweet shoulder, it had fallen into a white little hand.

Then, a pig like cry rang through the dimly lit bar hall.

It even covers up the noisy heavy metal music.

Ali had already stood up, and several white fingers were tightly pinching the young man's wrist. The young man was so painful that he felt that his wrist bone had been crushed by the very beautiful woman in front of him.

He was too painful to say a word, and his whole body was shaking.

Ali half narrowed his eyes and grinned, staring down at the pale middle-aged man, but her tone of voice was undisguised and cruel: "you fucking want to bully me, don't you?"

The young man was so angry that the veins on his forehead were exposed, one by one, as if he were going to explode.

He is the great young master of the Wu family. He was planted in the hands of a little girl!

Seeing that his young master was beaten, several bodyguards rushed up, "young master, young master..."

"Damn it, what are you doing? Give me a hard lesson!"

Wu Xianyong stared and scolded fiercely. The sharp pain from his wrist made him feel dizzy.

Ali sneered, his wet lips were evil, and his beautiful apricot eyes flashed a gloomy chill. Immediately, with a gentle flick, Wu Xianyong screamed in pain again, "ah! Ah --"

The pain of broken bones!

Ali stood up shakily. She was still wearing the dress for the charity dinner tonight, and her long curly hair covered her bare back.

Her legs are white and long.

Enough for a crowd of onlookers to spray their blood.

She smiled.

Like poppies blooming in the sun, they are poisonous and addictive.

Ali looked around, picked up a high wooden chair with one hand and easily raised it. "Come on! Don't you want to teach me a lesson? I want to see who of you is not afraid of death."

She's in a bad mood tonight. Since someone doesn't have long eyes, it's bad luck for them.

The bodyguards immediately counselled.

"I'll give you money! One hundred thousand!"

There must be a brave man under the heavy reward!

This sentence is applicable to both the feudal society in ancient times and the civilized society today.

As soon as Wu Xianyong finished speaking, the bodyguards immediately had the courage, picked up a chair and rushed up to Ali.

Screams continued.

……

Bo residence.

Bo Hanchi didn't expect that he was trapped, and it was very miserable.

One is his own son and the other is his wife to be.

He stared at the little guy in front of him, song Chengan! Song Chengan! The little guy's surname is song. Isn't Song Li his surname? He was so dizzy that he forgot such an important clue.

Bo Hanchi took a deep breath. Suddenly, he received so much information from a three-year-old child that he had to spend some time digesting it.

In other words, Song Li has never been with Shen Fankai from beginning to end. It has always been his own YY, which has been caused by his hateful self-esteem and jealousy.

He is more afraid of losing

"Call -"

Although the ordinary thin cold pool always gives people the impression of calm, mature and indifferent, just like a flower of kaolin, even if you try your best, you can't take it off.

These days, he seems to have done a lot of stupid things. For example, in the underground garage of the mall that day, he turned around and left just because he heard a child call her "mommy". He didn't even give her a chance to explain.

Recently, he even questioned her relationship with Shen Fankai about what happened tonight! He even left her alone by the side of the road. He even kept showing her face

At the thought of this, the cold face of Bo Hanchi is like a palette.

In a word, ugly!

That girl has always been very careful. Now he still offends her to death, which makes him how to live in the future!

The little glutinous rice on one side secretly took a look at Dad Bi. He didn't dare to say anything at all. He was afraid that Dad Bi would ignore him when he was angry.

But dad is more like this

Hey! Mommy is really angry tonight, and she can't coax well.

Daddy, you'd better ask for your own blessing! I'm sleepy and want to sleep.

Bo Hanchi has been trapped in remorse and remorse. He even doesn't trust her so much. He even has a thorn in his words

"Little nuomi, do you know your mommy's current mobile phone number?"

He suddenly asked the little guy around him.

Little glutinous rice yawned sleepily, told daddy his mommy's cell phone number, and asked, "Daddy, are you going to find Mommy?"

"Of course."

Bo Hanchi answered without hesitation.

The little glutinous rice pursed his lips, and his big dark eyes completely lost their focus because they were sleepy. "Dad, I'm sleepy, so I won't go to Mommy with you. I wish you all the best."

With that, he stumbled upstairs.

He was too sleepy. If he hadn't been worried about his father's mood, he would have fallen asleep.

Seeing this, sister LAN hurriedly followed her.

When Yi Xu walked in, Bo Hanchi still looked like a lost soul, because Ali's mobile phone was not answered. He hit several on his face, but he still didn't respond at all.

"Young master, what's the matter with you?"

Yi Xu asked cautiously.

Looking at that cold face, he was afraid to tell him about Miss Ali. Just a few minutes ago, he received a call from a friend who said he saw Song Li drinking alone in a bar called blue

He was going to drive back. After receiving the call, he had to come back specially.

If the young master refuses to go, he has to sneak over.

Bo Hanchi frowned and looked unhappy. "Why are you back? Didn't you just say there was something urgent at home?"

"Young master, I......"

Yi Xu hesitated, whether to tell the young master or not. In recent years, the young master has never forgotten Miss Ali, but there seems to be a misunderstanding between them. What happened tonight

He can't understand it anyway.

"If you have something to say, what do you mean by hesitating? I don't know when my assistant stuttered."

Bo Hanchi's face was cold and his tone was impatient.

Yi Xu took a deep breath. He fiercely closed his eyes and slowly opened them. It seemed that he had made up his mind and said quickly: "young master, I just received a call about Miss Ali. Do you want to listen?"