1051. Chapter 1051 You don't deserve her to love you
Jiao Yang was also speechless for a moment, and then said after a moment, "She must have had her reasons for leaving you..."
"I'm not excited at all now." Leng Zimo interrupted him coldly, "I will let her know the price of betraying me, Leng Zimo!"
"I won't allow it!" Jiao Yang's tone also became colder, "I won't allow anyone to hurt her, including you, Leng Zimo."
Leng Zimo looked at him and smiled coldly, "It seems that the media is not wrong. Her relationship with you is really extraordinary. When she comes back this time, she won't join forces with you to defeat me, right?
, then ATV monopolizes the Asian market, or, that child, won’t be yours too, right?”
Jiao Yang's fists clenched suddenly. He would never allow anyone to slander Luo Xiaoqian like this.
Even if he is Leng Zimo.
He took a step forward, grabbed Leng Zimo's collar, and hooked him. His fist hit Leng Zimo's chin with wind, and Leng Zimo turned aside.
"Mr. Jiao!"
When Jiao Yang was about to throw his second punch, Xiao Ding rushed up and hugged Jiao Yang's body, separating Jiao Yang and Leng Zimo.
Watching Xiao Ding pull Jiao Yang away, Leng Zimo just calmly adjusted the shirt on his body that was wrinkled by Jiao Yang.
"Xiao Ding, let's go, take me to eat spaghetti!"
"Mr. Jiao, I'm sorry."
Xiao Ding let go of Jiao Yang, turned around and followed Leng Zimo away.
"Leng Zimo!" Jiao Yang shouted his name again, "Since you don't remember what happened five years ago, I will remind you once. Five years ago, I said that if you dare to hurt her again,
Once, I will snatch her away from you unceremoniously, and I will keep my word."
Leng Zimo didn't stop, he just turned his back to him and uttered three words: "Yun Dan Feng Qing".
"up to you!"
Anyway, no one can take his woman away!
Watching Leng Zimo's car drive out of the parking lot, Jiao Yang just stood there and cursed angrily.
"Leng Zimo, I was wrong about you, you don't deserve her love for you!"
He strode to his car, opened the door and got in. Jiao Yang angrily stepped on the accelerator, and the orange sports car roared out of the parking lot.
Inside the darkly lit Volkswagen in the corner, a man in black clothes slowly put away his camera, straightened up, started the car and left the parking lot.
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USA, New York, Harlem.
Xu Xia was wearing casual clothes, carrying a backpack, chewing a stick in her mouth, and walking slowly on a street.
This is a gathering place for black people, and the walls on the street are full of personalized pictures. It is rare to have time, so Xu Xia took a break from her busy schedule and came here just to experience the street culture for herself.
Of course, her manager Lanzi would never agree to such a thing, so she sneaked out by herself without bringing her assistant or bodyguard.
Here, she doesn't have to worry about the paparazzi or her own identity, and can truly enjoy her free time.
Noticing a little black boy playing basketball alone on the street, Xu Xia walked over with a smile and greeted him in English. She was about to ask him if there were any street basketball courts nearby when she heard something behind her.
There was the sound of rapid footsteps.
She turned around in confusion, and saw a tall black boy rushing towards her, pulling off her shoulder bag and turning around.
