When Song Xiang was beaten, Liu Qiaoqiao took Zhang Qian to dance on the dance floor.
Just after dancing, I found that Song Xiang and others were missing...
Liu Qiaoqiao didn't answer the phone calls or reply to the text messages. Liu Qiaoqiao was almost furious.
So Liu Qiaoqiao hurriedly chased him out, wanting to see if Song Xiang's car was still there...
If the car is not there, doesn't it mean that Song Xiang left him and ran away?
Who knew that as soon as he ran out of the bar door, he bumped into Li Fan...
"Li Fan, who is the person you're holding? Why do you wear the same clothes as my boyfriend, and even have the same body shape?" Liu Qiaoqiao looked at Song Xiang up and down, and the more he looked at her, the more he felt like Song Xiang.
But, why does Song Xiang's face look like a pig's head?
"Smelly bitch, I am your boyfriend!" Song Xiang looked at Liu Qiaoqiao and scolded him coldly.
Liu Qiaoqiao's face was completely frightened.
She ran over quickly, pushed Li Fan away, and touched Song Xiang's face: "My dear, why does your face look like this?"
"Which bastard beat you?"
When the monkey heard this, his face turned a little darker involuntarily.
"Li Fan, was it you who hit me?"
Liu Qiaoqiao turned to look at Li Fan and asked coldly.
Song Xiang frowned. If it were before, no matter how Liu Qiaoqiao talked to Li Fan, Song Xiang wouldn't say anything.
Even if Liu Qiaoqiao scolded Li Fan or hit Li Fan, Song Xiang would not care.
But now, Song Xiang already knows Li Fan's true identity.
Looking at the East China Sea, who can afford to offend Li Jiacheng's grandson?
Song Xiang was afraid that Liu Qiaoqiao would offend Li Fan, so he quickly said: "You bitch, shut up!"
"Dear, what's wrong with you?" Liu Qiaoqiao was stunned when she heard Song Xiang scolding herself.
"Did I do anything wrong?" Liu Qiaoqiao asked very unjustly.
"Okay, you did nothing wrong, get out of here."
After Song Xiang finished speaking angrily, he pushed Liu Qiaoqiao to the ground with a force.
In front of everyone, Liu Qiaoqiao was pushed to the ground by her boyfriend. At this moment, Liu Qiaoqiao felt aggrieved and wanted to cry.
What's more, Liu Qiaoqiao really didn't do anything wrong, she just wanted to seek justice for Song Xiang...
Li Fan looked at Liu Qiaoqiao on the ground and smiled sarcastically...
When Liu Qiaoqiao saw it, she became even more angry: "Why are you laughing, Li Fan, you are just a small network anchor."
"Don't think I don't watch the live broadcast. For people like you, as long as tourists are willing to reward you with gifts, you can do whatever they ask you to do..."
"How about this, you learn how to bark like a dog, and I'll give you a hundred dollars!"
Li Fan ignored her.
Liu Qiaoqiao became more enthusiastic. She grabbed Li Fan's arm and said angrily: "What, you still don't want to?"
"A little famous anchor like you can't make a hundred yuan a day, right?"
"Why are you pretending to be arrogant? You can scream in the live broadcast room, but in reality, you can't pull it off anymore?" Liu Qiaoqiao said with a cold snort.
Li Fan frowned, a little angry.
But before Li Fan could get angry, Song Xiang took a step forward and slapped Liu Qiaoqiao hard on the face.
Liu Qiaoqiao received a slap and felt her face burning with pain.
She looked at Song Xiang with disbelief in her eyes: "Song Xiang, you are stupid. I said Li Fan, why did you hit me?"
"Didn't you say this too? These network anchors, as long as you give them gifts, they will do anything, eat raw chickens, eat frogs, slap their faces with slippers, call tourists daddy, and imitate dog barking...
..."
"Didn't you also say that when Li Fan starts his live broadcast, you will go to his live broadcast room to buy some gifts and let him bark like a dog..."
As soon as Liu Qiaoqiao finished speaking, Song Xiang slapped her again.
And this slap was much harder than the one just now.
This slap directly knocked Liu Qiaoqiao to the ground, causing blood stains on the corners of her mouth.
At the same time, there were also distinct slap marks on her face.
Liu Qiaoqiao's eyes widened and she looked up at Song Xiang.
It was the first time in Liu Qiaoqiao's life that she was beaten so hard.
"Song Xiang, you bastard, I will fight with you." Liu Qiaoqiao got up and rushed towards Song Xiang.
Liu Qiaoqiao opened her teeth and claws, scratching and scratching Song Xiang's face and neck.
Of course, Song Xiang didn't tolerate her either. He grabbed Liu Qiaoqiao's hair and punched her in the face.
Song Xiang had a cold expression on his face, kicked Liu Qiaoqiao in the stomach, and kicked her outside the bar: "Smelly bitch, let's see if I don't beat you to death!"
The reason why Song Xiang was so angry was because those few words Liu Qiaoqiao said were equivalent to pushing him into a pit of fire!
How could Liu Qiaoqiao, a weak woman, be Song Xiang's opponent?
What's more, Song Xiang is not a good person.
After he slept with Liu Qiaoqiao, he wanted to dump Liu Qiaoqiao, but he didn't find a suitable opportunity.
Now, it can be considered an opportunity.
At this moment, Song Xiang was extremely angry.
He kicked Liu Qiaoqiao mercilessly...
Liu Qiaoqiao was beaten half to death and didn't even have the strength to resist. Li Fan watched all this quietly with a very dull expression.
There was no fluctuation in Li Fan's heart.
To put it bluntly, Liu Qiaoqiao asked for this. Even if she was beaten to death by Song Xiang, what does it have to do with herself?
Seeing someone fighting, many people gathered around.
"Isn't this man too scumbag? He beats a woman like this!"
"That's right, it's too cruel. Is this still a man?"
The onlookers criticized Song Xiang.
A man suddenly guessed: "Maybe this woman cuckolded this man. Otherwise, how could this man be so angry?"
"Even if you are a cuckold, you can't beat me like this. If you continue to beat me like this, someone will be killed!"
"Yeah, how about we call the police?"
"Call the police? What do you care about us!"
It's none of your business, just leave it alone.
"This is a private matter, I think we should leave it alone." Everyone continued to watch the show.
Among the onlookers, someone suddenly recognized Song Xiang.
"Isn't this Song Xiang, Master Song?"
"The heir to Song's enterprise? How is this possible? Isn't it said that Song Gongming's son is very talented and handsome? Look at this guy, his face looks like a pig's head!"
"You are stupid. Take a closer look. His face was swollen from being beaten."
"Damn it, who is so brave and dares to hit Song Gongming's son? Is there such a madman in the East China Sea?"
Everyone recognized Song Xiang and started talking more.
After all, Song Enterprise is considered a very big enterprise in Donghai.
When Du Dahai started investing, Song Gongming directly lent him more than 20 million... This is enough to show how rich Song Gongming is.
"Boss, do we care?" Monkey came to Li Fan and asked.
Li Fan shook his head and said nothing.
Fighting at the door of a bar is bound to have a negative impact on the bar.
This is beyond doubt.
But Li Fan has always been a man who must avenge himself.
This Liu Qiaoqiao mocked Li Fan and even asked Li Fan to bark like a dog...
Li Fan didn't go over and kick her, which was already considered a good thing.
Li Fan thought to himself, this evil person has his own destiny. Liu Qiaoqiao, a bitch, was beaten up by Song Xiang, a evil person. This can be regarded as a natural cycle.
"This is the eldest young master of the Song family. People say he has bad character and is extremely vicious to women. I didn't expect it to be true."
"Yes, whoever follows him will have bad luck for eight lifetimes."
"Hey, relying on the wealth and power of my family, I go around playing with women. After the play is over, I have no responsibility...Hey, how can there be such a shameless scumbag in the world."
"It's just irresponsible. He actually beats a woman."
Many girls saw ridicule and contempt on their faces when they saw Song Xiang's behavior.
At this time, Zhang Qian also walked out. When Zhang Qian saw this scene, she frowned first, and then rushed forward.
Zhang Qian ran over and pushed Song Xiang to the ground with a strong force.
"Song Xiang, are you still a fucking human? Why did Qiaoqiao do anything so sorry to you that you hit her like this?" Zhang Qian looked at Song Xiang and asked coldly.
"Damn Sanba, what do you care about!" Song Xiang stood up and cursed at Zhang Qian: "You dare to interfere with my own business, you are looking for death!"
Zhang Qian ignored Song Xiang, squatted down, and helped Liu Qiaoqiao up from the ground.
"Damn it, do you know that Zhou Jie's company is about to close down?" Looking at Zhang Qian, Song Xiang burst out laughing: "When Zhou Jie's company goes bankrupt, how will you survive?"
Zhang Qian looked at Song Xiang's gloating face and said disgustingly: "Song Xiang, Zhou Jie is your friend. Your friend's company is going bankrupt. Not only do you not want to help, you are also making sarcastic remarks here.
gloat."
"You are really not human."
Song Xiang looked at Zhang Qian and laughed: "You are right, I am not a human being, I am a scum, a beast. What about you?"
"Don't you just like scum like us, beasts like us?"
"As long as we have money, we will never lack women like you."
"Bah, I'm just a money-worshiping girl. How can you criticize me?"
"To put it bluntly, what's the difference between you and those young ladies who let you sleep with money? Let me tell you, you are not as good as those young ladies. At least they have to survive because of family difficulties, but what about you? You are just like that.
In order to pursue a luxurious life, he does not hesitate to sacrifice his body."
"Do you think you are noble just because you are wearing designer clothes, carrying a designer bag, and sitting in our luxury car?"
Song Xiang laughed with disdain: "You are just a tool for us to vent our desires."
"Many times, we don't treat you as women, we just treat you as tools!"
Song Xiang said, came to Zhang Qian and grabbed her collar: "Damn it, Zhou Jie is bankrupt now, do you want to consider following me?"
"I heard from Zhou Jie that your skills in bed are getting better."
Song Xiang pinched Zhang Qian's chin with his hand and asked with a sneer: "How are you, 38?"
With a crisp sound, Zhang Qian raised her arm and slapped Song Xiang directly in the face.
Song Xiang's face was already bruised and swollen, and it would cause severe pain if he touched it casually.
Zhang Qian's slap made Song Xiang shed tears of pain.
He gritted his teeth and turned to look at Zhang Qian, with a ferocious look on his face: "How dare you hit me, you damn fool?"
"What's wrong with beating you? Don't think that a little dirty money is a big deal. That money was just given to you by your father. Have you ever earned a cent?"
"You just have a better life than us, but that doesn't mean you can trample on our dignity at will!"
After Zhang Qian finished speaking, she smiled disdainfully: "You are right what you just said, I am despicable, but no matter how despicable I am, I will not sleep with you, a beast, and no matter how much money you give me, I will not
agree."
"Even if I sleep with a beggar or a pig, I will never sleep with an animal like you. Do you understand?" Looking at Song Xiang, Zhang Qian said fiercely.
Sleep with beggars, sleep with pigs, just don't sleep with Song Xiang...
When Song Xiang heard these words, he felt that he had been greatly insulted. This was tantamount to scolding himself for being inferior to a pig!
Song Xiang gritted his teeth and was about to get angry when Li Fan came over.
Song Xiang just raised his arm, ready to slap Zhang Qian's face, but as soon as Li Fan came over, he bent down and shouted respectfully: "Li...Master Li."