She fiercely pushed Shang Haotian away, whose mouth smelled of alcohol, and opened her mouth to curse:
"Shang Haotian, you are so crazy! Do you know how many pairs of eyes are staring at your words and deeds now? Do you know how much harm you will bring to the business and the Ye family if you continue to act like this?
What! You——"
Before she finished speaking, an angry Liu Mengru picked up the vase on the table.
He plucked the flowers and poured the water in the vase directly onto Shang Haotian's head.
Then, he yelled angrily: "Please wake up!"
"Sober? I'm very sober! It's because I'm sober that I want to divorce that bastard Ye Jiaojiao - anyway, marrying her was just a stopgap measure between the two families. Now, she is the real lady of the Ye family and my legitimate fiancée.
Now that I'm back, how can your Ye family have any reason to let me marry a loser!"
Wiped his face.
The embarrassed Shang Haotian suddenly opened his eyes wide and glared at Liu Mengru.
His eyes were fierce.
Like an angry beast that wanted to tear her apart.
"Pah——"
A loud slap in the face, and he was thrown away again.
Liu Mengru also launched a fierce attack.
Before Shang Haotian could react, he raised the vase and smashed it on his head!
"brute!"
Roaring, Liu Mengru rushed forward like a female leopard.
He grabbed Shang Haotian, rounded it up, and pointed the bow left and right at his face.
He was beating and tearing his throat.
With a heavy cry, he issued a sharp and trembling scolding.
Heartbreaking!
A few seconds later.
Shang Haotian suddenly raised his hand, clasped Liu Mengru's hands tightly, and threw her away in disgust.
A cold look flashed in his drunken eyes.
"Stop being unreasonable, Mr. Ye!"
Shang Haotian spoke angrily, holding the handle in his hand, and looked at Liu Mengru with contempt.
Yin and Yang weirdly said: "I didn't come to see you to listen to your lectures. I just want to tell you that Ye Jiaojiao should stop bothering me and sign the divorce quietly. After the divorce, I will not treat her badly... As long as
, she shouldn’t block my good deeds!”
After saying that, Shang Haotian pulled his collar to cover the scar on his neck that Liu Mengru had scratched.
Open the door and leave.
Liu Mengru fell to the ground, her mouth half open, breathing heavily.
He looked up at the figure inside the body with angry eyes, and his face was ashen.
Until the waiter outside the door came in, saw her in a mess on the ground, and screamed: "Mrs. Ye, what's wrong with you!"
Suddenly came to his senses.
Liu Mengru showed no appreciation, pushed the waiter away with fierce eyes, and walked out quickly...
However, at this moment.
Bo Jinghan, under the spotlight, finally took the last set of beautiful photos.
Come down from that prominent position.
"Cynthia, put it on quickly!"
After passing a coat, Fiona took the kettle from the assistant and poured her a glass of water.
But before Bo Jinghan's lips touched the rim of the cup, the sound of a shutter clicked past his ears.
Bo Jinghan turned her face, and the flashlight illuminated her charming eyes.
"Awesome! Cynthia, you are simply the most proud of all the works I have taken - no, I should say that your existence is simply... art!"
The photographer with a mustache reluctantly put down his SLR camera and praised him heartily.
Bo Jinghan smiled lightly and said nothing.
Fiona, on the other hand, was as proud as a peacock: "That's right! My Cynthia..."
Before she could express her eloquent praise, she heard a burst of noise outside the studio door——
