Chapter 57

Ling Han has no advantage in figure. She takes advantage of the opportunity to throw the man down on the ground and is ready to beat him down. See a man face, know face is his weakness, to his face. However, the man under him seems to be calm and doesn't protect his face. He can't do anything for a while.

The man tried to turn over several times, but Ling Han pressed him to death, so they rolled back and forth in the porch.

The doorbell rang loudly.

The two men who were red eyed were stiff.

"Is Mr. Ling in, please?" There was a faint question outside.

"Go down!" Cried the man below.

Ling Han hesitates.

"Hurry up!" The man yelled angrily.

"Be honest with me!" Ling Han gives a warning and gets up to open the door.

Outside the door stood the property management staff in uniform. Seeing the door open, they said, "Mr. Ling..."

Maybe I was surprised to see Ling Han's messy appearance, and the property's eyes were slightly widened, "did someone really break in?"

Ling Han just wants to speak, the man behind him gets up from the ground, straightens his clothes and goes to the side. He reluctantly suppresses his anger and says to the property: "it's a misunderstanding. Go back."

Perhaps their shapes were too awkward. The property management personnel's eyes widened a little bit, and a little bit of doubt passed by their eyes. They looked at Ling Han who was uncomfortable on the left and the man who had a bad face, and asked suspiciously, "Mr. Zhu, what's the matter with you?"

Ling Han is stunned, "is he really the owner of the house?"

Property management personnel confused, still truthfully answer, "yes, he is the owner, please..."

Ling Han:

"It's all right." Said the man surnamed Zhu.

"If nothing happens, I'll leave first." Probably see two people are vague, property management personnel are very witty to leave.

After waiting for the property to leave, Ling Han suddenly feels that the atmosphere is extremely depressed.

Damn, it's really the landlord. No, it's the gold owner.

That is to say, he beat up his landlord, car owner and money owner?

The man slammed the door and was about to start. Ling Han quickly stepped back into the living room and yelled, "wait!"

Men usually follow in the bullfight and roll their sleeves as they walk. Their wheat colored arms are extremely strong and strong. If they get a few punches, their front teeth will be blown away. The man rolled up his sleeves and approached Ling Han, his eyes were not good, "it's too late! It's no use begging for mercy now! "

Ling Han felt that she could save her life. She retreated and said in a loud voice: "I didn't mean to. I lost my memory. I really don't remember you!"

The man sneered, didn't listen to his explanation at all, rushed like a cheetah, "do you think you're playing a Korean drama?"

Damn it, it's not going to work.

Ling Han runs to the sofa on the right. His speed is very fast, and he has been ready to run away for a long time.

The man seems to be more angry, his face is slightly blue, staring at Ling Han's eyes like to eat people“ Big brother, that... "

Ling Han also wants to continue to save, but the man continues to fight like a bull

He rushed over.

"I really lost my memory, or I would not dare to call the police, would I?" Ling Han dodges the man's pursuit and runs. They circle around the sofa.

Half an hour later, they were both gasping for breath.

"Damn it, don't run." The man holds the sofa in one hand and points to Ling Han's nose to scold.

Ling Han is not strong enough, but she is flexible and runs fast. She is not caught by a man. Even he is surprised.

"Shall we have a truce?" Ling Han raises the white flag.

Maybe the man is really tired from running. After a cold hum, he sits on the sofa. Ling Han sits on the other side carefully, with tight muscles, ready to run away at any time.

"You mean..." Ling Han said difficultly, "is the house yours? Did you buy the car for Ling... Me? "

The man sneered and did not speak, but the expression on his face said everything.

Ling Han takes a breath of cold air and feels more and more uneasy. He reluctantly suppressed the panic mood, difficult way: "you are my... Gold Lord?"

Originally he wanted to ask "you take care of me", but those two words are really bad

Say what you mean.

Men pick eyebrows, spread out his hand: "we used to be this kind of relationship, right, you don't know?"

Ling Han is as stiff as thunder. After restarting many times in her head, she stammers: "what did it mean before?""It used to mean..." the man touched his eyebrows with his fingers and sneered, "from now on, we're not in this relationship anymore."

Ling Han is totally stupid.

"I lost interest in you long ago. Before the business trip, you knelt down on the ground and begged me to give you another chance. I was so soft hearted that I agreed. Who knows, you dare to beat me!"

Ling Han:

The more the man said, the more angry he was. Suddenly he got up from the sofa and said, "now pack up and get out. Don't show up in this house again. Do you hear me?"

Ling Han was startled, stepped back two steps, said: "you calm down, I'll go right away, go right away."

When he learned the truth, he could hardly sit still and wanted to leave for a long time.

"Go away!" The furious man is like a fire breathing dragon, waving his arms.

Ling Han is quite sensible. Wen Yan rushes into the bedroom, crams some clothes he bought later, and then walks to the door carefully to look at the living room.

The man in the living room is sitting on the sofa with his chest in his arms. The collar of his shirt is open, and his eyes under his black eyebrows radiate cold and sharp light.

Ling Han hesitates for a moment, pulls the strap of the black backpack, and walks to the living room with a stiff head. Her eyes are always fixed on the man on the sofa for fear that he will jump up and beat himself.

Step by step, step by step.

The man's eyes deviate with his steps. Ling Han thinks that if he can shoot bullets in his eyes, he may have become a hornet's nest now. Finally, Ling Han moves to the porch, and the man keeps sitting upright all the time. It seems that he doesn't mean to pursue. At this time, Ling Han ran out of the gate.

Bang to the door, such as the man and his house can no longer be seen, Ling Han beat the wall.

damn! Ling Han is really taken care of!

If it's known, God, I'll never look up in my life.

As Lu Siyuan's face passes through her head, Ling Han shakes her head. She must not let him know.

Hurried downstairs, came to the gate of the community, looking at the spacious street and the traffic, Ling Han suddenly some helpless - where should I go?

After rummaging through his wallet, there are only a few poor grandfather Mao. The money he got from Lu Siyuan was used to make a micro film for Tang Xi. The rest of the money was used to pay for the private detective. Now he is really penniless.