Quick Wear: The target is super cute and super cruel

Yuan Liangguang couldn't accept it just thinking about it. He gritted his teeth and said anxiously: "Let's choose the second one. We will go abroad and we will never come back. Don't hand over the evidence."

Everything was as expected, Yuan Rong nodded.

"Get out of here within three days. If you are still on this land..."

"No, he must not be here. We will definitely leave on time."

Yuan Liang made a solemn promise.

"Well, get out of here now."

After everything was said and done, Yuan Rong was too impatient to see the two of them anymore, so he picked up a file and started dealing with it on his own.

"Good good."

Yuan Liang quickly agreed, then dragged Yuan Yong, who was still staring at the documents in a daze, and was about to leave.

Perhaps it was Yuan Liang's pull that awakened Yuan Yong, who was immersed in his own world, and Yuan Yong suddenly shook off Yuan Liang's hand.

Yuan Yong shouted angrily with a somewhat crazy look on his face: "It's all fake, you're lying to me!"

Then, without any warning, he threw the documents in his hand heavily towards Yuan Rong.

The file is not light. There are more than thirty pages of paper and a folder outside. The weight of the folder alone is not light.

"careful!"

"younger brother!"

boom!

After the sound, the document naturally slid down, and at the same time, there was a muffled groan from Yuan Rong.

"Arong..."

You Yu's eyes turned red with fear, his voice trembled, and his expression was nervous.

You Yu stretched both hands in the air, wanting to lift Yuan Rong up to see if he was injured, but You Yu did not dare to move, for fear of affecting Yuan Rong's wound.

"Damn, you dare to hit my brother?!"

Yuan Yue was so frightened that she was stunned for a few seconds, and when she came to her senses, she was furious.

Yuan Yue suddenly stood up from the sofa, rolled up her sleeves and walked towards the door. Today's matter is not over yet. You can touch her, but you can't touch her brother!

Yuan Yue simply threw the ashtray that she had picked up from the coffee table and it hit Yuan Yong's feet.

Yuan Yong felt pain and bent over.

"My hand slipped." Yuan Yue said immediately, his tone very calm.

Yuan Liang...his legs were weak and his hands were shaking. He wanted to run away. He had a very bad premonition that he would be in a miserable state.

Yuan Liang's intuition was pretty good. He heard Yuan Yue say as they walked by: "You are barely an elder, so it's inappropriate to hit you. I will just hit your son reluctantly, so you can understand how I feel."

Yuan Liang's face turned pale, and he wanted to run out with shaking hands and legs.

But, can he run away? Of course not, Yuan Yue was close to him, and with Yuan Liang's current physical condition, it would only take Yuan Yue a few quick steps.

In fact, Yuan Liang had just turned around and took two steps when Yuan Yue grabbed his shoulders and kicked him in the leg, causing him to half-kneel on the ground.

Yuan Liang was a complete loser in combat. Facing Yuan Yue, who had practiced Taekwondo, he had no power to fight back and could only passively take the beating.

The screams and the sound of punches hitting flesh continued one after another, which made Yuan Yong very distressed. He didn't care about anything else and limped to join in to stop Yuan Yue from beating people.

Yuan Yue didn't care. It was inappropriate for her to hit her nominal uncle, but she was so busy fighting that she didn't see anyone and accidentally hurt someone, so it was none of her business.

"Stop fighting, let's go now!"

Not only was Yuan Yong unable to get close to the enemy, he was also hit several times. He had no way out and could only show weakness.

"Let's go back and pack our bags now. We won't argue about anything anymore. Don't start any more."

"Yuan Yue! Did you hear me?! Don't pretend you can't hear me. I'm your uncle, your father's biological brother, and Xiao Liang is also your biological brother. You can't do this!"

Yuan Yue took the time to shake his hands. His hands were a little numb from hitting people. It seemed that he had beaten enough, so he left it at that.

After punching him in the face a few more times and throwing him to the ground, he kicked him a few more times. Yuan Yue gathered her messy bangs with satisfaction and said, "I noticed that you have always been dirty, so I specially helped you get rid of the dirt. Do you think my method is particularly effective, cousin?"

Yuan Liang gritted his teeth and replied humiliatedly: "Yes."

He was afraid that if he didn't reply, he would be beaten.

"Satisfied?"

"……satisfy."

"Hmm? I hear you sound dissatisfied."

"Hahaha... I'm satisfied. I'm very satisfied. Thank you, cousin."

"That's good."

Yuan Yue turned around and glanced at Yuan Yong. He didn't say much, but his gaze was particularly cold.

Yuan Yong didn't say anything. He knew that he was in the wrong mood and was afraid that Yuan Yue would get angry again and beat his son again.

Yuan Yong really loves his son, otherwise he would not have tried every possible means to ask Yuan's father so many times to arrange for Yuan Liang to work in Yuan's head office.

Moreover, after Yuan Liang took office, Yuan Yong transferred most of his shares to Yuan Liang without hesitation, just to make Yuan Liang feel more confident in staying in the company...