"Wen ruoqing!"

Jiang Lingyun watched Wen ruoqing slap Wang Jing without saying a word, and her face sank all at once.

He quickly held Wang Jing, pressed his emotions, and said softly, "are you okay?"

"Brother Jiang, I'm fine. Don't conflict with miss."

Wang Jing shook her head with tears in her eyes. The tears in her eyes rolled down her face because of the action of shaking her head.

This kind of forbearance has inexplicably stimulated people's desire for protection.

Jiang Lingyun's face is very ugly. Just trying to say something to Wen ruoqing, he sees Wen ruoqing's hand reach out to Wang Jing, pull her away from him and push her aside.

Wang Jing was pushed off guard and fell to the ground unsteadily. There was another scream.

Jiang Lingyun's forehead veins beat fiercely, and his eyes stared at the cold woman for a moment. He just felt that the woman in front of him was becoming more and more strange.

"Wen ruoqing, what do you mean? Do you want to be so savage? Is that your upbringing to beat and push people all the time?"

Jiang Lingyun clenched his teeth and opened his mouth. The bottom of his eyes was unbearable anger.

Wen ruoqing also looks at Jiang Lingyun and listens to his sarcasm, A sneer came out of the corner of his mouth: "Jiang Lingyun, you say I'm not educated? What about you? You left my fiancee in a remote village for a woman, and now you bring this woman to open a house. This is your education? Jiang Lingyun, you are a completely false monarch, and the most scum men in the world don't have your scum!"

Listening to this, the green veins on Jiang Lingyun's forehead beat badly again.

Just as he wanted to speak, Wang Jing on the ground stood up, rushed towards Wen ruoqing, stretched out her hand and took Wen ruoqing's hand.

"Little sister, it's not what you think! Brother Jiang and I are innocent. Don't misunderstand brother Jiang! You hate me. You want to beat me and scold me. I admit it, but please don't misunderstand brother Jiang."

His words and pitiful expression look like a green tea bitch.

Wen ruoqing's expression became colder. She threw away Wang Jing and raised her hand. What Yang just wanted to say was grasped by Jiang Lingyun, who was striding forward, and then pushed back.

"Wen ruoqing, that's enough! Are you going crazy?"

Jiang Lingyun glared at him angrily, because his strength was not light in his anger.

With such a push, Wen ruoqing stumbled and almost fell down. Fortunately, he was held by Dabai who arrived in time.

"Ruoqing, are you okay?"

If Wen ruoqing didn't speak, he just looked at Jiang Lingyun and his eyes were full of hurt.

The man she loves deeply pushes himself for an irrelevant woman.

Is he really not afraid of his heart getting colder and colder?

If Wen ruoqing moved his mouth and was about to speak, Dabai behind him had rushed out, grabbed Jiang Lingyun's collar and waved his fist at him.

"Jiang Lingyun, damn you!"

Jiang Lingyun's head was hit sideways, and his anger was aroused with a dull hum.

With a cold face, he fought back without saying a word.

For a moment, the two started fighting regardless of their image.

Wang Jing was so worried that she looked at the two men fighting and shouted, "don't fight, brother Jiang, be careful."

With that, she ran to Wen ruoqing again, fell on her knees with a plop and slapped her mouth.

"Little sister, please stop them! Things are really not what you think, brother Jiang and me..."

"Shut up, are you here to talk?"

Wen ruoqing stared down at Wang Jing, gave a cold reprimand, raised his eyes to the two men fighting, and shouted, "big white, don't fight."