Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

He was slapped again on the left cheek, and Han Xiaoye scolded, "You are still in the People's Liberation Army, you are a gangster, shameless! If you have the ability to grab a man, you don't have the ability to find a man. A few people bullying one is a fart, if you have the ability to single out .Depend on!"

   was kicked in the stomach, and she curled up in pain.

   A fine layer of sweat dripped from his forehead.

  Yah, Quan Ronglian is that bastard, every time he encounters him, it must be bad. Did she dig up his ancestral grave in her last life or something. I'm going to be tortured like this for the rest of my life!

"Snapped!"

   He was slapped five times in the same position on his left face, and Han Xiaoye's eardrums were buzzing!

   "Do you not apologize?!" The beating man made his palms hurt.

  Han Xiaoye stared at her unconvinced and struggled hard, but the two people holding her were big and three thick, and she couldn't break free. He shouted loudly, "You are murdering here, so you are not afraid that I will tell Quan Ronglian later?" Hear! Hear! Quan Ronglian, come out quickly!

   Lin Huiyin, who was leaning against the wall to watch the fun, suddenly straightened up and walked in front of her. Reaching out and pinching her cheeks, he asked coldly, "Who saw that we beat him? Besides, you have to know who we are if you want to file a complaint."

  Han Xiaoye's heart froze.

  The music in the Great Hall was so loud that even if she raised her voice deliberately, it would be lost.

  Lin Huiyin played with a knife and slid it on her tender little face. The icy tip of the knife rubbed against the delicate skin, cold and hot, making people creepy. "Take a step back and say, even if you know who we are, what about the evidence? Now is a legal society, and everything needs evidence. Just relying on White teeth can't slander a soldier."

It's a shame to say the word    soldier from her mouth!

  Han Xiaoye's teeth creaked, and unexpectedly, she suddenly used the force of the restraint on her arm to kick in the back of Lin Huiyin's body!

  Lin Hui was kicked straight up because he was caught off guard!

   staggered back a few steps.

   "You!" Lin Huiyin wanted to check the place where she was kicked, but because the place was too sensitive, she could only endure the pain and didn't even dare to rub it.

  Han Xiaoye grinned, "Yo, it's good to have big breasts, and it comes with an air mask."

   It turned out that her kick just hit Lin Huiyin's chest.

   Left foot left chest, right foot right chest.

   With the strength of clasping her arm, the force of the kick when she jumped up was definitely not light. Not to mention that he kicked Lin Huiyin to vomit blood, but also kicked her two **** to swell up.

   Lin Huiyin's face was red and blue.

   Recognize the heaven and the earth, but not the counselor! Han Xiaoye whistled, "Don't thank me, it should be. Who told us that we are all the successors of Comrade Lei Feng?"

   Isn't she proud of her **** anyway?

   She makes her bigger!

   "You dare to beat Major Lin, you are tired of life!"

  Han Xiaoye felt a lot of joy in her heart, she just vomited blood when she was slapped on the face. Returning Lin Huiyin's words just now intact, "this auntie, in a society governed by the rule of law, she has to talk about evidence when she speaks and does things. You said I beat him, okay, where's the evidence?"

   "We all saw it!"

"You are Lin's friends, you are a group, and you cannot testify legally." She raised her chin and looked at Lin Huiyin, who had an ugly face, and said in a hurry, "Otherwise, let Major Lin Take off your clothes and show everyone the wound."

   "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!" Lin Huiyin's eyes sank!

   If Han Xiaoye was so easy to bully, he wouldn't be Han Xiaoye who dared to tie Ruishi Fu Shao to the bed and take **** photos!

   She shot back Lin Huiyin almost immediately, "You can't beat Auntie Lin, shameless!"

  …

  The performances in the Great Hall are finally over.

  The arrogant man glanced at the vacant seat next to him, his peach blossom eyes squinted.

   He took out his mobile phone and called Han Xiaoye, but the cold female voice reminded him that the other party had turned off.

   Did he escape?

   He immediately denied this possibility.

  If Fu Zhiyan wasn't involved, the little loach would have slipped away long ago, but if Fu Zhiyan was involved, she would never have slipped away.

   What about that person?

   Quan Ronglian picked up the blanket on the seat and put it on her left hand, ready to find someone.

   At this moment, several female soldiers of the art troupe surrounded him and blocked his way.

   "Less power, less power."

   "Can Young Master Quan sign for me?"

   "Young Master Quan, can we take a group photo?"

   The way out to the left and right was blocked without a trace, Quan Ronglian glanced at a few people with cold eyes, her rosy thin lips were sharp as sharp edges, and there was no smile at all. Suddenly, he ripped off the nameplate of the person closest to him.

"Young Master Quan!" The female soldier whose nameplate was pulled by him jumped in her heart, she instinctively sensed something, and she couldn't help shaking, but she still tried to make herself look calmer, "I'm your fan, Could you..."

   "Go away." Bloodthirsty and arrogant!

   gave way in front of him.

   Quan Ronglian took two steps and suddenly stopped. He turned his head and shook the nameplate in his hand, "You, come with me."

   The female soldier named by him trembled with a guilty conscience, "Young Master Quan, I have something to do later, I..."

   "You should have heard that Lord has a bad temper, don't let me say it a second time."

"……Yes."

   She followed behind the man with trembling all over her body, moving like a snail step by step.

   Quan Ronglian saw her reaction in her eyes, feeling vaguely uneasy in her heart. He dragged the slow woman who was walking past, "Follow."

   After the two left.

   The remaining female soldiers hurriedly dialed the phone. As soon as the call was connected, they hurriedly said, "Major, we couldn't stop Master Quan, he brought Xiaowen here."

  …

  The Great Hall is huge.

   After the show ended, many people filed out, but there were few people in the huge building, which seemed empty. Quan Ronglian stretched out her long legs and soon found a figure at the corner of the stairs.

   "Han Xiaoye!"

   He trotted over.

   The thin figure was clearly hidden in the dim shadow, but he recognized her at a glance!

   Once he got to a place with light, he could see more clearly. The always energetic face of the man who fell to the ground was extremely pale, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. No wonder she kept silent just now, it turned out that she was biting her lower lip and subconsciously covering her stomach with her left hand.

  Looking under the light, the wound on her left face was shocking, and it looked like she had been beaten.

  Shocked, flustered, angry... Quan Ronglian couldn't describe his emotions at this moment. He clenched his fists tightly, the veins on the back of his hands burst out, as if only in this way could he barely restrain the urge to kill in his heart!

   He squatted down and hugged the person horizontally. The hoarse voice seemed to be afraid of scaring the person in his arms, "Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

   The few feet he was hit just now were too hard, and Han Xiaoye now hurts like a needle stick in his stomach to the uterus. She was in a cold sweat from the pain, "Stomach... Stomach pain."