Jiang Wei only thought that he was deaf and didn't hear anything.
Xiang Yutian next to her suddenly stopped, grabbed her wrist with his big palm, and looked at the crowd with gloomy eyes...
Just a glance.
The next second, Lone Ying led his men to snatch out those garrulous people from the crowd, and said with a smile, "Come, follow Brother Ying and I will go to the side to chat."
In an instant, there was no more gossip in the crowd.
The whole street suddenly became as quiet as a ghost street. Only the faint sounds of fighting and begging for mercy could be heard in the distance, which was very harsh.
"Just a few idle words."
Jiang Weiwei is not the Holy Mother, but listening to those screams cost half of her life, so it’s not like that...
"Even if it's a speck of dust on my Xiang Yutian's things, it won't be anyone else's turn to make irresponsible remarks!"
Xiang Yutian's voice was neither loud nor soft, but it happened to be heard clearly by everyone.
He is asserting his authority.
After saying that, Xiang Yutian threw away Jiang Weiwei's hand like trash and walked forward alone.
"..."
An outrageously arrogant man.
It's a ridiculous thought to treat her with disdain and abandon her like a piece of shit, but not let others say a word.
Jiang Weiwei complained in his heart, and then followed him. Before he had taken a few steps, something happened again in front of him.
"boom--"
I saw a pretty girl squeezed out from the crowd and bumped straight into Xiang Yutian, with the milkshake cone in her hand smeared all over his chest...
The black shirt is stained with white milkshake, and the color is particularly eye-catching.
Xiang Yutian immediately stood still, his face was ashen, and his aura was sharp and cold, which was outrageous.
The air seemed to be frozen, and everyone's expressions varied. Some seemed to be mourning, some expressing sympathy, and some watching a good show...
"Master Xiang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it... I don't know who pushed me out, I really didn't mean it."
Perhaps she was frightened by the scene of the beating. The girl knew that Xiang Yutian was not to be trifled with, so she was so frightened that her legs went weak. She knelt down directly on the ground, grabbed his trouser legs and begged for mercy, her voice filled with tears.
"boom--"
Xiang Yutian immediately kicked the girl away, his face turned a little blue again, and he stared at her coldly, his lips pursed tightly, and his whole body exuded a silent anger.
Everyone around him could feel the tense anger that was about to burst out.
"..."
Jiang Weiyi stood there silently.
She has seen that Xiang Yutian has a deep mysophobia. This girl is seeking her own death.
"Fuck!"
Lone Ying, who had "finished chatting" with someone, caught up from behind. He was dumbfounded when he saw this scene. When he realized what he was doing, he immediately cursed and said loudly, "Why don't you drag this woman down to chat and drink tea? Don't block Mr. Xiang.
way!"
Two men immediately stepped forward to drag the girl.
The girl was so frightened that she burst into tears and struggled desperately, "Mr. Xiang, please let me go. I really didn't mean to do it! Someone else pushed me! I will pay for your clothes, and I will pay for your clothes right away...really..."
During the struggle, the girl's bag fell off and her things spilled all over the floor.
When Jiang Weiwei hesitated whether he was qualified to intercede, Xiang Yutian suddenly bent down and picked up an ID card from the ground.
She saw a moment of confusion and shock in Xiang Yutian's eyes.
She had also seen that look in his eyes when she was cooking Haikou shrimp porridge.
"Are you from Haikou?"
Xiang Yutian asked, staring at the address on his ID card, his voice low and no longer as cold as before. Jiang Weiwei thought he was deaf and didn't hear anything.
Xiang Yutian next to her suddenly stopped, grabbed her wrist with his big palm, and looked at the crowd with gloomy eyes...
Just a glance.
The next second, Lone Ying led his men to snatch out those garrulous people from the crowd, and said with a smile, "Come, follow Brother Ying and I will go to the side to chat."
In an instant, there was no more gossip in the crowd.
The whole street suddenly became as quiet as a ghost street. Only the faint sounds of fighting and begging for mercy could be heard in the distance, which was very harsh.
"Just a few idle words."
Jiang Weiwei is not the Holy Mother, but listening to those screams cost half of her life, so it’s not like that...
"Even if it's a speck of dust on my Xiang Yutian's things, it won't be anyone else's turn to make irresponsible remarks!"
Xiang Yutian's voice was neither loud nor soft, but it happened to be heard clearly by everyone.
He is asserting his authority.
After saying that, Xiang Yutian threw away Jiang Weiwei's hand like trash and walked forward alone.
"..."
An outrageously arrogant man.
It's a ridiculous thought to treat her with disdain and abandon her like a piece of shit, but not let others say a word.
Jiang Weiwei complained in his heart, and then followed him. Before he had taken a few steps, something happened again in front of him.
"boom--"
I saw a pretty girl squeezed out from the crowd and bumped straight into Xiang Yutian, with the milkshake cone in her hand smeared all over his chest...
The black shirt is stained with white milkshake, and the color is particularly eye-catching.
Xiang Yutian immediately stood still, his face was ashen, and his aura was sharp and cold, which was outrageous.
The air seemed to be frozen, and everyone's expressions varied. Some seemed to be mourning, some expressing sympathy, and some watching a good show...
"Master Xiang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it... I don't know who pushed me out, I really didn't mean it."
Perhaps she was frightened by the scene of the beating. The girl knew that Xiang Yutian was not to be trifled with, so she was so frightened that her legs went weak. She knelt down directly on the ground, grabbed his trouser legs and begged for mercy, her voice filled with tears.
"boom--"
Xiang Yutian immediately kicked the girl away, his face turned a little blue again, and he stared at her coldly, his lips pursed tightly, and his whole body exuded a silent anger.
Everyone around him could feel the tense anger that was about to burst out.
"..."
Jiang Weiyi stood there silently.
She has seen that Xiang Yutian has a deep mysophobia. This girl is seeking her own death.
"Fuck!"
Lone Ying, who had "finished chatting" with someone, caught up from behind. He was dumbfounded when he saw this scene. When he realized what he was doing, he immediately cursed and said loudly, "Why don't you drag this woman down to chat and drink tea? Don't block Mr. Xiang.
way!"
Two men immediately stepped forward to drag the girl.
The girl was so frightened that she burst into tears and struggled desperately, "Mr. Xiang, please let me go. I really didn't mean to do it! Someone else pushed me! I will pay for your clothes, and I will pay for your clothes right away...really..."
During the struggle, the girl's bag fell off and her things spilled all over the floor.
When Jiang Weiwei hesitated whether he was qualified to intercede, Xiang Yutian suddenly bent down and picked up an ID card from the ground.
She saw a moment of confusion and shock in Xiang Yutian's eyes.
She had also seen that look in his eyes when she was cooking Haikou shrimp porridge.
"Are you from Haikou?"
Xiang Yutian asked, staring at the address on his ID card, his voice was low and not as cold as before.