The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Seeing Ye Zhibing's sincerity and being pleasing to the eye, the middle-aged woman immediately calmed down and wanted to have a good talk.

"Young man, it's right for you to talk like this. You don't look like that dead girl. You don't know what's good or bad."

But Xiao Weiwei, who was behind Ye Zhibing, heard the middle-aged woman complimenting Ye Zhibing and scolding her at the same time, so she couldn't beat her together, "Grandma, who are you scolding?"

Xiao Weiwei's words were like a fuse, igniting the explosive barrel that had just cooled down.

The middle-aged woman was furious immediately, put her hands on her hips, and yelled, "I just scolded you, bitch, shameless, how about it? How about it?"

Not to be outdone, Xiao Weiwei retorted: "Look at you as fat as a pig, you still have the guts to curse, hum!"

Fatty hated people calling her fat the most. The middle-aged woman was furious, and regardless of Ye Zhibing's obstruction, she insisted on rushing over to wrestle Xiao Weiwei.

They were all women, and Ye Zhibing couldn't hold one of them away with his hands, so he could only persuade him bitterly: "Stop beating, talk well, talk well."

But neither of them listened to him, and the scuffle became more severe.

At this time, a middle-aged man came to the door, wearing black pants and a white shirt. When he saw someone fighting, he squeezed over and took a look.

After reading it, he was taken aback and shouted: "Wife, why are you fighting with someone?"

The middle-aged woman heard a familiar voice, raised her head and shouted: "Husband, your wife has been bullied, help me beat this dead woman to death."

The middle-aged man agreed, threw the bag in his hand on the ground, and rushed over to help the middle-aged woman beat Xiao Weiwei.

"Hold on."

Ye Zhibing blocked the middle-aged man's way with his hand, and persuaded him: "Brother, the two women are making noise, so don't add fuel to the flames."

The middle-aged man frowned and looked at Ye Zhibing, "Who are you?"

"I'm a friend of the one who fought with your wife, hey, it's hard."

The middle-aged man glared at Ye Zhibing and said, "So you are her accomplice, no wonder you want to stop me from helping my wife."

Seeing that he had misunderstood himself, Ye Zhibing explained: "Brother, you go and help your wife beat my friend. It's reasonable, can I stand by and watch? You'd better persuade your wife, I advise my friend, It's better not to fight, talk about things, discuss things."

The middle-aged man thought for a while, and felt that Ye Zhibing's words made sense.

If Ye Zhibing really wanted to stop him from helping his wife fight, he would have to fight Ye Zhibing. Just because of his size and age, he would definitely not be able to fight him.

Since you can't fight, it's better to have a good talk. If the other party is sensible and your wife is reasonable, talking may not be a good plan.

So the middle-aged man shouted to his wife: "Okay, stop beating, and talk about what's going on first."

A middle-aged woman would not take advantage of a fight with Xiao Weiwei, but now that her husband told her to stop, she had a step down, so she let go and took a few steps back.

Xiao Weiwei wanted to follow, Ye Zhibing grabbed Xiao Weiwei's arm and pulled it to his side, shouting: "Don't stop, are you good at fighting?"

Xiao Weiwei was in a fit of anger, when she heard Ye Zhibing yelling at her, she responded unceremoniously: "You don't care, who are you to me?"

Ye Zhibing was a little angry, this Xiao Weiwei was too stubborn, except for Lu Xiling, I have never seen her afraid of anyone.

Sooner or later, you will suffer a loss in this way. It is better to suffer a loss in your own hands than in the hands of outsiders.

So Ye Zhibing grabbed Xiao Weiwei's shoulder and shook vigorously, "Your cousin asked me to take you out to play, and asked me to take you home safely. You are making such a fuss, how can you go home safely? I am taking care of you for your cousin, why not?" ,Can not be done?"

"No!" Xiao Weiwei was still not convinced.

"If you can't do it, you have to do it." Ye Zhibing insisted, not giving in.

Xiao Weiwei tried her best to break free from Ye Zhibing, but how could she break free from Ye Zhibing's restraint?

After half a day of useless work, Xiao Weiwei was also tired, "Ye Zhibing, wait, wait until you get home, and see how I can let my cousin clean you up."

Ye Zhibing sneered, "Let's talk about it when you get home."

After Xiao Weiwei was settled, Ye Zhibing accompanied the smiling face to discuss the solution with the middle-aged couple.

The two of them had a good impression of Ye Zhibing, but they just couldn't understand Xiao Weiwei.

"Two, my friend is young and ignorant. I offended you. I sincerely apologize. If there is any loss, I am also willing to compensate. Do you think this is okay?"

It didn't matter to the middle-aged man, Ye Zhibing was willing to apologize on Xiao Weiwei's behalf, which was regarded as giving him face, and with the face, there was no big deal.

But the middle-aged woman wanted to punish Xiao Weiwei, so she let out a sigh of relief and said to Ye Zhibing: "Your friend ruined my skirt. This skirt is a boutique that I just bought last month. It cost thousands of dollars. In this way, if you ask her to compensate at the original price, I will forget it."

Although Xiao Weiwei was grabbed by Ye Zhibing and couldn't move, her mouth was not blocked, and she immediately became furious when she heard the middle-aged woman's words, "You want money like crazy, you want thousands of dollars for a torn skirt, hmph. "

"Oh, you ruined my skirt, can you still take care of it? Husband, you find someone to fix this girl."

Ye Zhibing was afraid that the situation would escalate, so he didn't wait for the middle-aged man to call, so he said quickly, "Be safe, both of you. My friend damaged your skirt, so you should pay for it, so I'll pay for it, okay?"

"No!" The middle-aged woman didn't care about the money, she refused Ye Zhibing's request outright, "I'll let this dead girl pay for it."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged woman turned her head and urged her husband: "You call Brother Yang and ask him to bring someone to clean up this little girl."

After Ye Zhibing persuaded him a few words, the middle-aged man hesitated, but under his wife's strong insistence, he still took out his mobile phone to make a call.

For this, Ye Zhibing was very helpless, Xiao Weiwei insisted on going her own way, and didn't know what to make of the matter.

If Lu Xiling found out, he wondered if he would blame Ye Zhibing.

However, Ye Zhibing himself has tried his best to prevent the situation from expanding, and he has a clear conscience.

After a stalemate for more than 20 minutes, a few small cars came to the door, and then seven or eight strong men came striding towards the door.

The middle-aged woman looked at the leading brother wearing sunglasses, and shouted happily: "Brother Yang, here, here."

Xiao Weiwei glanced at the people who came, and saw that there were many families, and all of them were vicious, so she knew she was afraid.

She shrank behind Ye Zhibing, and said: "Ye Zhibing, you have to protect me, my cousin will settle accounts with you if I lose a hair."

Ye Zhibing had a big opinion on Xiao Weiwei at the moment, but considering Lu Xiling's entrustment, he nodded and agreed: "Okay, I will protect you, but don't talk too much, or you will ask for more blessings."

Xiao Weiwei gave a small "hmm" and agreed.