Huang Xiaojue's hand was suddenly opened heavily. In anger, he saw an extremely tall man, followed by two tall, plainclothes bodyguards wearing big sunglasses.
He completely regarded Huang Xiaojue as nothing, and reached out and hugged Yan Xixi into his arms, with an arrogant and powerful expression: "Boy, I warn you that if your brave man dares to touch her again, you will die!"
Huang Xiaojue immediately recognized that this man was the "passerby" who drove a luxury car that he had seen twice.
He clenched his fists and stepped forward: "Who are you?"
Wang Donglin didn't even look at him, but just grabbed Yan Xixi: "Xixi, let's go home."
go home!?
How dare this man say he's going home?
Yan Xixi was like a puppet, and she really followed him and walked forward.
There was a super luxury car parked in front of me, and there was a full-time driver opening the door. Huang Xiaojue couldn't believe it. Seeing Yan Xixi getting on the bus, he chased after him and screamed: "Xixi, Xixi, you can't go with him, you want to
Missing your mother, you have been through today. Is it worth following him? Is it worth it? You are fine, you have no pressure anymore, you have to think about it for yourself, you are free..."
Yan Xixi's steps hesitated slightly, but Wang Donglin did not give her a chance to hesitate. He pulled her into the car with force and slammed the car door.
Yan Xixi saw him chasing frantically in the rearview mirror. Xiaojue, he finally came - even if his mother stole the phone and tried to stop him, he still came.
However, after half an hour late, it is no longer a miracle.
It was obvious that she felt very uncomfortable, but at this moment, she felt nothing. It didn't matter whether she was happy, angry, sad, or sad. After a long time, she slowly leaned against the comfortable backrest of the chair and fell asleep slowly.
Huang Xiaojue chased after him very far away. The car had already passed away at lightning. The cold wind shrank into his neck in waves, but a burst of white air came out of his mouth, panting.
Behind him, the Huang couple also chased their son panting. It took a long time to follow him. Huang's mother ran and shouted, "Son...son...silly son..."
Huang Xiaojue slowly turned his head, and Huang's mother was stunned and subconsciously avoided her son Rudao's gaze. The gaze was aggressive: "Mom, if you hadn't hung up my phone, Yan Xixi's mother would not have died!"
"Son, are you crazy? Yan Xixi's mother has a terminal illness!"
"I abandoned her in the most difficult time."
"Did you abandon her? She doesn't love herself. You give her money, help her find a house, and go to see them every day. How much more do you have to do for them to take care of them? Do you have to suck your blood
You can do it??? You haven't even cared about me and your dad. Even if I didn't speak well that day, would she not be able to resist this if she really loved you? Son, she is
She was making excuses, she had wanted to climb high, so she didn't forgive you..."
"Have you forgotten what Zhou Xiaoxuan said? Did he wrongly accuse her? She used tea and wine to cheat men of money. Now when she meets such a rich man, she will still pay attention to you? Son, wake up, she has long wanted to break up with you
Now!"
The end of Huang Xiaojue's nose was like a bellows, and a stream of white air spurted out in a blink of an eye and turned into a faint ice mist.