Mo Huaiyuan didn't expect that she would suddenly rush in. When he was swinging his fists and feet at her, the string he tensed when he was extremely angry broke and turned into heartache. [First launch] hugged her and fell to the ground with her!

While gasping, a trace of blood spread between the two.

An Ran couldn't see where the bloody smell was spreading from, who was, Zou Yan or his. She opened her wet eyes and wanted to see the expression of the man covering her, but he just clasped her tightly with his big palm, trembling slightly, clasping her, not letting her see it.

No one knew what he was thinking after finishing this fight and fell to the ground.

The girl who was teaching ran in. Qingli's face showed panic. She pursed her lips and did nothing. She just pulled out a handful of tissues and ran to Zou Yan, asking everyone to let him go, and whispered to "I won't hit you again", and then pulled him over from everyone's hands.

He stood on tiptoe and wiped the blood on his side with the tissue he took out tremblingly.

What's the point of fighting like this?

Thinking about each other is just touching the pain in the heart. Who will feel comfortable when you hit it?

Zou Yan was seriously injured. After being released, he was able to stand by holding a hand on the table. After gasping for a few times, he coughed heavily and staggered down, his chest and lungs were broken. The girl was so scared that she burst into tears, but bit her lip and endured it.

Mo Huaiyuan was bored for a while, then gently kissed the person on the side of his arms, hugged her and got up.

The smell of blood was because when he fell down, his arm scratched half of the legs of the chair that had been broken.

The clothes were scratched, and a large piece of flesh was scratched by the forearm, and blood was gushing.

After An Ran waited, she found the wound. Her face turned pale and her heart was trembling. She wanted to lift his sleeves to see what the injury was like. But Mo Huaiyuan's long arms were tightly clasped on her and prevented her from moving at all.

A few wisps of sweat were oozing on his handsome face, and he was treated calmly and extremely cold.

"Show me..." My throat seemed to be stuffed with a piece of wet cotton, and my voice was choked. The little woman trembled with the pain and said tremblingly, "Mo Huaiyuan... show me..."

The hotel manager finally rushed over after hearing the news. There were a few exquisite people around him who recognized who were the two people who came here for a private banquet today. They were originally looking for someone to take good care of him and didn't want them to find him. Now they were beaten like this. The manager was so scared that he didn't dare to go forward to persuade him and didn't dare to hurt Zou Yan casually. He walked over and said to Mo Huaiyuan carefully: "Does Vice Mayor Mo, do you...what matter? I'll find someone to bandage you right now, and the matter here will never be spread..."

Mo Huaiyuan tightly bound the person in his arms, and probably the blood rubbed against her, and he couldn't care.

He reached out and patted her on the back of his head, bowed his head and kissed her on the face, and said in a low voice: "Wait for me."

Let her go, his tall and upright figure turned over and saw Zou Yan who was beaten to the point where he could not get up. His dying look made him feel heartbroken, but every word he said just now, and every word he said was thrust into his heart like a sword, which hurt even more than pain.

"Have you learned enough today? Can she suffer from the grievances of whom by my side? Do you understand?"

He sneered, his lips curled up in a very small curve, and his whole body exuded a strong murderous aura and asked him hoarsely, "Zou Yan, if there is another time like this, I will let you get out of the municipal government."

Next time, it will be more than just a quarrel.

Zou Yan lay on the ground, his chest was filled with tightness and pain.

The people around were so scared that their faces were very pale and did not dare to speak. The manager was even more so. Until he saw Mo Huaiyuan pulling over the coat on the chair and getting up to leave, he hurriedly went up and said, "Must bring wealth to you, kindness brings money. This meal is sent to my account. I will invite Deputy Mayor Mo and Secretary Zou to dinner..."

Mo Huaiyuan ignored it, but just gently held the cold little hand of the little woman behind him, and pulled her over in public.

"Where did you hurt?" he asked in a hoarse voice with his lips down.

When he fell down, he protected him tightly, but the ground was in a mess and she might not be injured.

The little woman was so shocked by his aura that she couldn't even say a word. Her heart was so blocked that she was very pale and her little face shook slightly, and she shook her head.

"Yeah." He responded softly and gently, staring at her face with cold eyes, full of care, and gently embraced her neck, "We're leaving."

...

The drizzle has not stopped yet, and the night is soaked.
Chapter completed!