The Boss Is in a Bad Mood Again

When the Marquis of Song Dynasty came, he had already moved to another place to drink tea and listen to the music. Han also sat on the side. When he looked up from this angle, he could see Zhou Yunshen. However, they did not have a moment's eye contact. Han also felt bitter in his heart, even the tip of his tongue seemed to be full of bitterness.

Zhou Yunshen has never looked at him. He looks at the past with joy and heartache.

As soon as the Marquis of song came in, the eyes of a few middle-aged big men chased him. Only Zhou Yunshen was still seriously tasting tea.

"Prince song?"

A humanitarian: "to meet people?"

During the conversation, the man had already exchanged a look with other people. The meaning of this was naturally understood in the blink of an eye.

On the road, there are many people who don't agree with each other. There are a lot of people who compete with each other secretly. Who will not let go of the chance to crush you. What's more, they are so crowded today, and it is the little affection of the Marquis of Song Dynasty who is responsible for it.

At least that's what they think.

In the time when the Marquis of song came, someone had already sent them the matter that Marquis song bowed his head and made amends to the Chi family for Han Yi. This matter was suppressed by the Chi family, so it was vague. But everyone knew that it was song Hou's love affair that was known by Chi family. This was because he was short of him. Otherwise, he could bow his head and admit his mistake according to his childhood habit?

They thought it was a joke, and sometimes they joked with Han Yi, "it's pretty good. I only heard that women do harm to the country and the people. I didn't expect a man to have this kind of ability."

Harsh laughter sounded, and he and song Hou were mentioned over and over again. The two names seemed to be concrete mixed together. They could not be separated. However, they also severely slapped Han Yi's face, even the fragile heart.

"I'm glad I didn't have anything in my hand today. Otherwise, the son of song's heart broke in like this, and I can't be sure. Now we're all gone."

The meaning of this is very clear. They are dissatisfied and need an explanation from the Marquis of Song Dynasty. Although they are not in the big circle of a city, they are also people of high reputation. It is their faces that are forced into the door by Han Yi.

Song Hou didn't seem to hear what they said. His eyes were fixed on the man who drank tea quietly, as if he was not in this room full of gunpowder, but watching the flowers bloom and listening to the birds.

He's still alive.

The Marquis of Song Dynasty pinched his palm with his fingers. The complicated emotions in his eyes were like rolling clouds, which declared his extremely uneasy heart.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Han Yi. They met, because Zhou Yunshen was so reckless.

The Marquis of Song Dynasty has a crooked smile on his face. A few big men are angry at him and turn a deaf ear to him. However, they hear him say: "it's disturbing your interest. My people have made a mistake. It's my fault. I should bear it."

He went to Han Yi, the tip of his shoes touched the ground, and when he looked carefully, he could find that his feet were shaking. "I'm not strict with discipline."

At the end of the game, the language suddenly tightened. Everyone saw that he raised his hand and slapped Han Yi. Han Yi, who had been shaking God, fell down on the ground with people and chairs.

The loud slap in the face and the dull sound of the chair falling on the ground stimulated the nervous tension and fury of the Marquis of the Song Dynasty. It was like a signal. He raised his legs and kicked Han Yi hard. The more ferocious kicking hit Han Yi like a shower.

The man who was beaten was cruel, but the one who was beaten was still and refused to beg for mercy. The room was very quiet. Only Han Yi's snort was heard. The people sitting upright didn't even lift their eyelids.

For the Marquis of Song Dynasty, for them, it is to give an account.

This silent silence stabbed Han Yi's heart like a knife and stirred it violently until it was turned into flesh and blood.

The Marquis of Song Dynasty was tired and said a few words about the scene. Ah Xiao helped Han Yi up. Before leaving the house, Han Yichao took a look at Zhou Yunshen. The man, as stable as Mount Tai, stabbed the ice blade into his bones.

"When did you know he was still alive?"

The Marquis of the Song Dynasty pressed his chin and looked at him, as if to make him flesh and blood.

"Are you afraid?"

Han also looked at the abuse, "you see, he is now in all directions. You can see that he is flattered by others, but you can even restrain you even by the Chi family, so you are afraid of his revenge."

"Oh

He chuckled, "really, didn't you know what kind of person Zhou Yunshen was before? He is a cheetah, a lion king in the forest. He will not give up until he dies

"You are afraid of his counterattack, and you are afraid that he will attack you!"

"Don't make me kill you!" The reason has been stretched to the critical point. The Marquis of Song Dynasty roared, and his eyes became more and more murderous.

"Then kill!"

Han also met his roar, "you should have killed me! Song Hou, you beast, I feel sick every day and every moment when I am with you. I wish I could kill you and break your bones

"You don't kill me," he grinned grimly. "I'll kill you sooner or later!"

Song Hou did not speak. He squinted at Han Yi and looked straight into his heart. "Are you provoking me? Are you asking for death?"

He seems to see through the most secret weakness in Han Yi's heart, "because he has no you in his eyes, so your heart is as gray as death? Because today in front of him, I beat you, scolded you, humiliated you, but he didn't do it? "Han also held his neck high, like the last hard bone in his body, but now in front of the Duke of song, he was already vulnerable.

"Han Yi, Han Yi," he let go of him, but his words were slapped in his face like a slap in the face. "You read him, you regret every day, but so what? He sees you as a stranger now

"But you are still naive. A man who nearly killed him and lost his brother climbed into the enemy's bed. Not only Zhou Yunshen, any man will hate you deeply. Why do you think he will love you and cherish you?"

"Han Yi, you are so cheap."

Every word sounds like a gong.

"I will not kill you."

Song Hou leaned back lazily, "it's hard to see you so miserable. In the future, every time you see Zhou Yunshen, you will suffer a lot. In front of Zhou Yunshen, you are like a drowning dog!"

"Let me see," he said, "when I can break all your bones."

"When will you kneel down in front of me and beg for mercy?"

The light in Han Yi's eyes was broken, and the Marquis of Song Dynasty succeeded. He lifted his head and moved his neck with pride.

It's good if he comes back. Since he can beat him once, he can fight the second time. This time, he wants him to lie on the ground completely and can't get up. He has to break his legs and dig out his eyes!

In the deep winter, the leaves of ginkgo trees on both sides of the road have fallen clean, and the cold wind blows through the trees as steady as stone.

The winter of a city seems to be particularly cold this year. Han, curled up in the back seat, is like a dried shrimp. He can't see the road with his eyes closed and his eyes are still dark.

It's good that he's alive, he thought.