His hands were empty, and when he raised his eyes, a shadowless kick came like a swift wind, Dong Zhuo quickly dodged to avoid it.
Looking again, Fu Hong's handsome face was filled with more and more murderous intent. The next second, he was unceremoniously rewarded with a heavy blow. Dong Zhuo couldn't dodge and received a heavy punch.
Fu Hong turned his fists to grab him, took his tie and forced him against the wall with a few steps, his tone was extremely cold.
"Mr. Dong, you don't take Fu Hong seriously. You hugged my wife in front of me. Do you think I'm dead?" A flash of murderous cruelty flashed in his eyes: "I
I’m warning you, my woman, you’d better make less decisions, otherwise, I will make you have no place in this world.”
Dong Zhuo raised his eyebrows and looked at him with interest: "Your woman?"
Who in city B doesn’t know whose woman Lu Yang is?
This man who took advantage of others' misfortunes actually took advantage of the Lu family's crisis to take the attention of the woman he had raised since childhood. How could he just sit back and wait for death to make wedding dresses for others, and watch the woman he trained lying on the bed of another man?
In arms.
"Your woman?" Dong Zhuo gently patted Fu Hong's hand holding his tie, glanced frivolously at Zi Yang behind him, and laughed provocatively: "Mr. Fu, before you pick up a girl, you'd better find out who she is.
Whose woman is she? I have known this woman for more than ten years before you, and I brought her up single-handedly. Do you know what is the most sensitive part of her? You know, she has given her almost every first time since she was a little girl.
Who did you kill? You have to be self-aware as a person. It's best not to think about it if it's not yours."
When Zi Yang heard Dong Zhuo's words, she almost vomited blood. She was so angry that she picked up a big stone on the ground and wanted to die with him. If Fu Hong hadn't suddenly let go of Dong Zhuo and stopped her, she would have really killed him.
have.
"Don't be angry, let's go!"
Fu Hong's tone was irresistible. His face faced the light. It was bright in summer, but Ziyang felt that she was shrouded in boundless shadows.
"Let me go, let me go." She wanted to kill that scumbag Dong Zhuo.
Why did he slander her so much in front of outsiders? How could he do it?
They were once the most important people in each other's life. She was full of trust and dependence on him. She was his favorite woman since he was a child. Even if the relationship broke down, there should always be the friendship in the past, but he was so cruel.
, so in front of other men...slandering him without any hesitation.
Dong Zhuo, Brother Zhuo, are you really so ruthless and unjust?
Are you going to destroy me? Haven't you, this scumbag, destroyed me enough?
"Ziyang, let me tell you, if you dare to shed a tear, I will make you cry until you can never squeeze out a tear again in your life!"
The cold tone was full of creepy domineering, and Ziyang's mood was really depressed and angry to the extreme.
But she felt that the man holding her was angrier than her. Why shouldn't she be sad? She had been slandered by the man she loved most to such an extent that he didn't even allow her to shed a single tear.
Who is he?!
"You are my wife now, and I don't allow you to show your fragile side to others. You are not allowed to cry, do you hear me?" Fu Hong lowered his head and glanced at her coldly, but Ziyang didn't notice that his eyes were filled with sky.
of anger and endless love.
Ziyang was startled. She looked up at him, mist swirling in her eyes.