His nostrils and mouth were all blocked by a sudden mass of rotten stuff, exuding a dizzying stench. Mud water flowed into his eyes, which was so painful that he couldn't even open his eyes. He could only barely see through.
Through the gap, he saw the woman staring at him with her mouth open.
"Master!" The four bodyguards got out of the car as quickly as possible.
"Young... Young Master!" Immediately afterwards, secretary Wen Lei also got out of the car in a hurry, and he almost fell to the ground.
When they saw Han Jifeng's face covered with mud, several people were stunned and stood there looking at the culprit. This short woman was so courageous that she dared to throw mud at Han Jifeng of the dignified Korean Fashion International Group without paying for it.
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"Wen Lei." Han Jifeng clenched his fists and shouted through gritted teeth. His handsome face, which seemed to have been carefully carved by the hands of God, had a distorted expression at the moment. An anger slowly rose from his forehead. How could it be like this?
For a woman, Han Jifeng has never been so embarrassed, especially in front of so many people.
"Oh, yes, yes." After Wen Lei woke up, he hurriedly took out his handkerchief to wipe the mud on his face. Finally, his face appeared clearly in front of everyone, and the crowd let out an exclamation -
What a handsome man!
With facial features that seemed to have been carefully carved, he was wearing a linen coat and black trousers. He exuded a cold and noble kingly temperament, one part elegant and one part noble.
However, when Ling Tongyu saw his appearance clearly, she was stunned and her expression froze on her face. Is this...him? This picture has been appearing in her mind for six years, torturing her all the time and occupying her in the darkness.
She wanted to kill her again and let her be almost hit by a car. She was the man who was Ling Xiaoxi's biological father?
How could it be such a coincidence? Her whole body seemed to have been electrocuted, standing motionless.
"What's your name?" Han Jifeng walked up to her and asked in a gloomy voice.
This woman is so short, her head is no more than his chest, he can pick her up with one finger and throw her to the opposite road, but she actually overestimates her own ability and throws mud at her in public, she
His courage is bigger than her height.
Ling Tongyu suddenly grabbed her big bag with one hand, turned around and ran away, running hastily on the snowy road.
This man once wanted her to die. If he recognized her and found out that she was still alive and had given birth to a daughter, he would definitely try his best to get rid of them!
Thinking of this, Ling Tongyu ran faster, the snowflakes behind him were splashed so high, and two series of messy footprints were left on the roadside.
"Master..." Wen Lei quietly raised his eyes and saw that he had never seen the young master's expression just now, embarrassed, shocked and angry.
Han Jifeng raised his deep and cold eyes and looked at the figure running away in front of him——
I saw her staggering and falling to the ground, her head buried in the snow. She got up and ran forward. After running a few steps, she remembered the bag she had dropped, so she turned back and held the bag in one hand, and continued to run away.
, as if he was the King of Yama who wanted to take his life.
Why did he suddenly feel that the figure running away in a hurry seemed familiar?
"Young Master..." Wen Lei asked quietly from the side, "Do you want to chase him back?"
"No need." Han Jifeng held the mobile phone in his hand, turned around and got into the car. He couldn't help sniffing, but there was still a stench of mud.