The Cold President's Best Master

Yan Xiaole looked at the girl holding the ugly man's arm again, with extreme pain in her eyes.

The girl has a six or seven point appearance, which is naturally inferior to Yan Yihuan's nearly ten point appearance, but she still looks a lot more beautiful than the mediocre or even ugly thick pink woman just now.

The mistress wore a brand name, a gold necklace around her neck, a gold ring on her hand, and a gold bracelet on her wrist, which was a beautiful decoration with a gold medal.

When the girl saw Yan Xiaole at the scene, she was surprised. Her face turned white and her eyes twinkled. She didn't dare to look at it, but she was forced by the ugly man to walk to the front of Lu Chong's table.

The ugly man shouted, "Oh, Hello, my brothers are here?"

His voice was very thick, as rough as his face, and looked ferocious and rampant.

Just now, the men and women who looked at Lu Chong with playful and ironic eyes stood up one after another, with respectful smiles on their faces: "liangshao, you're coming! Xiaohong is so beautiful that only you can deserve it!"

"That's, how handsome Liang Shao is. They are a perfect match together!"

"Liang Shao, I heard you're getting married! Congratulations!"

"Liangshao, when will you get married? Let's say, our brothers must all go to support!"

For a moment, people all over the table flattered the so-called bright little.

However, Liang Shao didn't pay attention to these people at all, but looked at Yan Xiaole with a playful face: "Yan Xiaole, I didn't expect you to come! Our brothers haven't seen each other for a few days!"

When he spoke, his eyes looked at Yan Xiaole's empty trouser legs, and his face showed banter and pride.

Yan Xiaole didn't pay attention to this bright little at all. He looked straight at the woman called Xiaohong. His eyes were questioning, nostalgic, sentimental, helpless and gloomy.

The little Hong looked complex and felt a little guilty at the beginning, but soon she looked cold and hugged liangshao's arm tightly and said faintly to Yan Xiaole, "long time no see!"

Yan Xiaole felt blocked when he saw the indifference on Xiaohong's face. He took a deep breath and forced a smile on his face: "long time no see!"

Seeing that Yan Xiaole didn't pay attention to himself, Liang Shao said hello to Xiao Hong. His face suddenly sank. He looked at Yan Xiaole and said with a dark smile: "Yan Xiaole, you still think about her now, ha ha, but she is my woman now! Ha ha..."

Yan Xiaole heard liangshao's words and his eyes showed resentment, but he still kept silent and ignored liangshao.

Before Yan Xiaole paid attention to himself, he suddenly became angry, grabbed Yan Xiaole's hair and said fiercely, "grass! I fucking asked you, why don't you answer? You won't fucking break your leg, and your ears will be deaf. Come on, are you still thinking about my woman, aren't you?"

This liangshao looks ugly, so he's afraid that other little white faces will pry away the women he managed to get. Xiaohong and Yan Xiaole were a childhood couple. If Yan Xiaole's legs were not broken and Xiao Hong likes money, he wouldn't get it at all. Now he sees Yan Xiaole still hooking Xiaohong with his eyes. Of course, this liangshao is furious.

Yan Yihuan was shocked to see that liangshao pulled his brother's hair, so he had to stop it.

Lu Chong grabbed her and motioned her to wait and see.

At this time, Xiaohong was a little frightened and hurriedly said, "liangshao, Yan Xiaole doesn't mean that. Don't misunderstand him. Besides, he is still a disabled person. Let go!"

That bright little heard Xiaohong's words. He was jealous. He slapped back and hit Xiaohong in the face: "bitch, you dare to speak for this dead and disabled person. Do you believe I'll dump you now!"

Xiaohong was hit by liangshao's slap and burst into tears, but she didn't dare to be a little angry. She also looked at liangshao with grievance and fear: "liangshao! I don't! I don't like him. He's just a disabled man with no money and power. How can I like him! What I like is you. Don't dump me, ok..."

Xiao Hong's words were like a sharp knife, which pierced Yan Xiaole's heart. His face was pale, full of gloom and disappointment. He murmured, "disabled! I'm just a disabled..."

But soon, he woke up thoroughly. Looking at Xiaohong's humble appearance of begging, fear and compromise, Yan Xiaole suddenly felt very disgusted. He suddenly felt that this kind of woman who can endure humiliation for money was really his favorite?

A smile gradually appeared in the corners of his mouth. There was no bitterness in the smile, but showed a clear understanding. This kind of woman is not worthy of herself, she is not worthy of her!

Yan Xiaole felt that his heart knot was opened, just like opening a window to completely end his attachment to the cheap woman. At the moment, he looked at the woman. There was no attachment and nostalgia in his eyes, but a smile of contempt and ridicule.

Xiaohong saw the disdain and ridicule on Yan Xiaole's face and became angry: "Yan Xiaole! What are you laughing at! What are you qualified to laugh at me! You're just a cripple! When I left you, it was because you were too poor to support me! Do you know how much my jewelry cost? 100000 yuan! You can't make so much money in your life!"

Yan Xiaole didn't refute. The smile on his face was stronger. He had untied his heart knot. Especially in the face of this disgusting woman who once loved, he was more lazy to pay attention to it.

After hearing Xiaohong's words, liangshao was first happy, but then he saw the mocking and contemptuous smile on Yan Xiaole's face, and suddenly became angry: "grass! You fucking dare to laugh at my woman, you're looking for death!"

He swung his fist and hit Yan Xiaole in the face.

Yan Xiaole was surprised and wanted to dodge, but he was in a wheelchair and couldn't move at all.

Yan Yihuan wanted to move the wheelchair, but found that the wheelchair was stuck between a table and a chair. At this time, the bright fist was getting closer and closer to Yan Xiaole's face.

Liang Shao has a strong body, strong arms and big fists. Once he hits Yan Xiaole's face, his nose will be black and blue, his nose will bleed, and his weight will be... Yan Yihuan can't think of it.

Just when liangshao's fist was only ten centimeters from Yan Xiaole's face, he was suddenly caught by someone.

The liangshao looked up and saw that it was Lu Chong. His eyes suddenly showed murderous spirit: "boy, I know you! It's you who hurt our security guard! Now, let me go, or I'll find someone to kill you!"

He looked at Lu Chong's eyes as if he were looking at a dead man.