"Damn, old guy, you've been sleeping with me for a few days, and now you dare to hit me. How about the CEO? With a father like you, how can my daughter be better off?"
The woman was also furious. She stepped forward and grabbed Han Zhexiu's hair like a shrew, and the two of them started fighting outside in an instant.
Han Yixing looked at the scene in front of her, dumbfounded and didn't know how to react. It was almost dusk at this time, and some of the sunset was shining. She only felt a little cold, and she stepped back step by step, wanting to escape.
This place was no longer a place for her to take refuge. According to her father, she was only known as being married to the CEO of the Meng Empire. Other than that, she was nothing.
Yes, what is she? She is a child whose parents did not want her. She watched helplessly as her father fought with the woman who had just made love.[
She continued to retreat, and then bumped into something. She turned around and ran into Meng Beichen's somewhat gloomy eyes, and his hands naturally came to hug her.
She screamed and tried to hide, feeling a little helpless.
She wanted to run away from him, but she ran into such a scene, and now he still finds her.
"Xing'er."
He shouted low, stepped forward and hugged her into his arms, turned his head and glared at Han Zhexiu, and the two people who were still fighting each other stopped after realizing it.
"Let me go." Han Yixing cried tremblingly, feeling that she was really pathetic and homeless. Without Meng Beichen, she didn't even have a place to go.
"Okay, Xing'er, we'll go home right away." Meng Beichen coaxed her gently, then looked at Han Zhexiu coldly, "You'd better restrain yourself." He glanced at the disheveled woman next to him, saying, "No need."
The brain thinks, everyone knows they have done something good.
And Han Yixing just ran into something good.
"Yes, yes, President Meng, don't worry, there won't be a next time." Meng Zhexiu said, glaring fiercely at the woman with heavy makeup.
Then he turned around and said softly: "Axing, follow President Meng back. You must be well."
He didn't know what else to say, he owed so much to his daughter.
"Am I your daughter?" Han Yixing asked suddenly, his tone was very soft.
Han Zhexiu was slightly startled, then nodded vigorously, "Of course, of course you are, Ah Xing."