Yan Mubei was very angry, even her embarrassment and wounds could not heal his anger.
He didn't say anything. The man in black over there picked Lin Qianqian up from the ground, pushed her toward the door: "Let's go."
Lin Qianqian had broken glass in her palms, and was throbbing in pain. She almost fell to the ground again after being pushed by the man in black.
She staggered and was pushed again and again, and came to face Yan Mubei. When the man in black pushed her back again, she dodged, stood firm, and glared at the man in front of her: "Are you crazy?"
"It's not me who's crazy, it's you." Yan Mubei took off his sunglasses and stared back at her with a cold gaze. His voice was cold and terrifying: "What did you ask me for back then? Let me accept you as my woman. Now what?
?You hooked up with other men behind my back, Lin Qianqian, do you think I, Yan Mubei, am dead? Or do you think your mistress is easy to do?"
The words "love/wife" echoed loudly and sharply in the room.
It was natural for him to say such shameful words in front of seven men.
Including Shangguan Zhixuan, everyone heard it clearly.
Lin Qianqian's whole body was stiff and cold, feeling like she was falling into hell.
Embarrassment and humiliation swelled in her body like foam, and her face turned as white as a ghost in an instant.
Looking at her like this, Yan Mubei felt a sense of pleasure, and his words became even more malicious and unpleasant: "What's the matter? Do you need to set up a chastity memorial arch when you sell her?"
"Yan Mubei, have you said enough?" Lin Qianqian was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She clenched her hands tightly, and the glass in her palms dug deeper, and blood flowed down.
Drops fell on the floor, but she didn't know it.
"Enough? How can it be enough?" Yan Mubei was filled with hatred for this free-spirited woman and wanted to tear her apart: "I haven't told your lover yet, the way you moaned under me,
How much desire and dissatisfaction there is..."
Snapped!
Lin Qianqian slapped him in the face with her hand, leaving bloody palm prints on the man's face.
Yan Mubei's brown eyes suddenly darkened, and there was a murderous aura like a giant wave, staring directly at her.
He raised his hand and slapped Lin Qianqian without hesitation, harder and faster than her.
He suddenly hit her and threw her to the side.
"Qianqian..." After the shock, Shangguan Zhixuan got up desperately.
The man in black kicked him and he vomited blood and fainted on the spot.
Lin Qianqian heard the sound and looked back just in time to see him fainting. She screamed anxiously and ignored the burning pain on her face. She rushed in the direction of Shangguan Zhixuan: "Zhixuan, Zhixuan..."
God, he just woke up, don't let anything happen again.
She just took two steps forward, and then her wrists were clasped, and with a tug, she was forcibly pulled backwards, hitting the man's chest as hard as iron.
"Let me go, Yan Mubei, you bastard, let me go..." She screamed and struggled, furious.
Yan Mubei easily restrained her hands, dragged her body and walked out, silent and extremely gloomy.
"Yan Mubei, go die, you scum, go die, why don't you go die, let me go, let me go."
The woman was dragged towards the elevator. She kept struggling and screaming like a crazy woman.
The men in black who were guarding the doors of other wards stood solemnly with expressionless faces.
"If you keep arguing, I will kill the official immediately." The man threw her into the elevator.