Miss Drama is slightly sweet

In the food stalls, threes, threes and fours gathered together to drink, and the crowd was noisy, showing the vitality of life and adding vitality to this quiet night.

A table was already filled with many wine bottles. A man with stubble on his face and the smell of alcohol poured it on the table regardless of his image. He muttered in a daze. talking to himself.

"Xingyuan, do you know? The feeling of being robbed of your true love." Fu Haoyi showed a slight uncomfortable expression on his face.

Huo Xingyuan patted Fu Haoyi's shoulder meaningfully, as a good brother's comfort, he sighed helplessly.

Hearing what Fu Haoyi said, he really understood that Zhao Mingda was too much, after all, who can bear his own woman leaving kisses on other men?
"Xingyuan, is this my fault? Am I being too petty... But I really love her." For the first time, the eyes that were always shrewd and sharp showed confusion, as if Looking for light in the fog.

Huo Xingyuan shook his head resolutely: "No, it's not your fault, nor is it sister-in-law's fault, it's that Zhao Mingda went too far!"

The corner of Fu Haoyi's mouth curled up into a sarcastic smile, and he wiped the wine from his mouth with knuckle fingers.

He smiled ironically, with a hint of bitterness: "But, but she said that she just treated it as being bitten by a dog. I can't even protect her, I can't..."

Huo Xingyuan and Fu Haoyi have been good brothers for so many years, they went through the most difficult time together, and Fu Haoyi was never as embarrassed as he is now.

It seems that he really cares about his sister-in-law, Huo Xingyuan stared at Fu Haoyi with firm eyes: "Don't worry, Haoyi, I will handle this matter, you don't have to worry about it, I will let him know How exaggerated he is."

"Um……"

Fu Haoyi continued to pick up a bottle of wine depressedly, and poured it down "gululu". He was unconscious and didn't pay much attention to Huo Xingyuan's words.

After being drunk, Huo Xingyuan issued a wanted order on the underworld without authorization - Zhao Mingda, he summoned all the people who had a problem with Zhao Mingda.

One night, the night was dark and windy, and the sky was gray, like a huge curtain that came down from the sky.

Huo Xingyuan investigated and found out the only way Zhao Mingda had to go home after working at night, and deliberately plotted against him.

People in the underworld also knew the rules, and they all covered their faces when they came, and Huo Xingyuan could tell them with a look.

Huo Xingyuan waited patiently for Zhao Mingda's arrival behind a bush on the road. He dozed off slightly and yawned casually.

"Call me when Zhao Mingda comes." Huo Xingyuan ordered casually and fell into a light sleep state.

The people under him naturally did not dare to slack off, and looked ahead meticulously. Suddenly, a familiar footstep came as promised, with a little lightness.

"Boss! Someone is coming." The people around him hurriedly patted Huo Xingyuan's arm.

He was awakened immediately, his nerves tensed up, and his eyes shot straight at Zhao Mingda like knives.

"Go!" Huo Xingyuan issued an order with a password.

The people around immediately understood it, and they all stepped forward and quickly surrounded Zhao Mingda. It was already late at night, and this was a dark alley, so there were not many people on this road.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Mingda didn't panic in the slightest, and slowly sized up the people around him, pausing slightly.

"That person in the back should come out, so that Zhao can see what kind of wind brought him here today." Zhao Mingda said leisurely and confidently, as if he had foreseen all this in advance.

Huo Xingyuan gradually came out from the dark, and smiled sarcastically: "Zhao Mingda, you fell into my hands today, and you look relaxed, you are not afraid... what will I do to you?"

Zhao Mingda shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and raised one eyebrow lightly, which seemed to be provocative.

"It's just that I believe that Mr. Huo is not such an impulsive person, do you think he is?" Zhao Mingda's body was clearly fragile, but there was no fear on his face.

Huo Xingyuan clenched his fists secretly, his eyes were a little redder, shining with a bloodthirsty light, obviously stimulated by Zhao Mingda's words.

"Zhao Mingda, since you have the ability to separate Cen Tian and my brother, you have to pay the price!" Huo Xingyuan couldn't bear it anymore, waved his hand, and shouted, "Brothers! Give it to me! Give this guy a good time!" last lesson!"

"Yes!" The people behind replied in unison, and they all shot.

Zhao Mingda was pushed to the ground in an instant, more than 20 people brought by Huo Xingyuan quickly punched and kicked Zhao Mingda, wishing to kill him immediately to relieve his hatred.

At first, I could still hear Zhao Mingda's weak panting, but then I couldn't even hear it.

Huo Xingyuan frowned a pair of sword eyebrows, beating someone to death was really not easy to explain, he waved: "Stop beating."

They also immediately stopped the actions of their subordinates. Some people were not reconciled, but when they saw their companions, they could only stop in resentment.

Zhao Mingda's body was covered with bruises, and he even smelled of blood. He also had a tooth knocked out, and collapsed on the ground in a state of embarrassment.

"Zhao Mingda, this time, I just teach you a lesson. If there is another time..." Huo Xingyuan's eyes were filled with ruthlessness, "Then it's not as simple as a lesson."

Zhao Mingda reluctantly wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, patted the stains on his body, stood up, and smiled: "Then I will accompany you to the end, Mr. Huo."

Seeing that Zhao Mingda was still so arrogant, some people couldn't sit still, and some wanted to beat him up, but Huo Xingyuan stopped him with a look.

"Zhao Mingda, you know, I, Huo Xingyuan, will do what I say." Huo Xingyuan warned overtly and secretly.

"Okay, let's wait and see, and see Mr. Huo's words and deeds." After speaking, Zhao Mingda seemed to be tired, and disappeared into the depths of the darkness with a limp.

None of them saw it, but Zhao Mingda quietly evoked a triumphant smile from behind their backs.

Day two.

Zhao Mingda came to the company as usual. He specially wore a turtleneck sweater, but he still couldn't hide the scars on his body.

The breath also felt much weaker than usual, Zhao Mingda greeted everyone with a just right smile as usual.

When he came to his office, he "accidentally" exposed the wound on his neck, and the assistant at the side said "Oops" and came up nervously to ask.

"Mr. Zhao, what's going on at this time? On your neck..." The assistant couldn't bear to look at Zhao Mingda's scarred neck, turned his eyes away, and hesitated to speak.