It's not just that Wen Huaibei will act. Ye Xiong even has tears in his eyes, which makes Lu Ziheng embarrassed.
Originally, Lu Ziheng didn't want to involve Shen Qinghuan. Her circle of life, even in the big dye vat of society, was blocked by Shen Haotian and Yan Ruyu.
Being stabbed by a so-called good friend may be the biggest setback Shen Qinghuan has experienced in her 14 years of growing up.
Lu Ziheng is different.
Since he was a child, he has been soaking in a big VAT, and he has put on a fairly clean skin with difficulty.
If he could, Lu Ziheng hoped that Shen Qinghuan would never see such a bad self in his life.
He staggered to his feet, with a cold smile on his lips: "my uncle is really old, so old that he forgot to help his nephew steal and attack."
What ye Xiong wanted to cover up was ruthlessly exposed by Lu Ziheng.
"You hit him?" When Shen Qinghuan comes in, he only sees Lu Ziheng injured and falls to the ground, but he doesn't notice that it's Ye Xiong who steals and attacks Lu Ziheng.
Ye Xiong thinks that Shen Qinghuan is just a kind of soft and weak girl. He has his own way of saying to fight Lu Ziheng, "I wanted to help Ziheng, but I didn't expect..."
"I didn't expect to be able to beat people like this?" Shen Qinghuan tied up her long hair in a cold voice.
Wen Huaibei subconsciously moved his throat. When he was in junior high school, there was a rumor that Shen Qinghuan was fighting, fighting, fighting, no evil, no action. He always thought it was just a rumor. Unexpectedly, Shen Qinghuan was not afraid of the man who was taller than ye Xiong.
"With what tools?" Shen Qinghuan pinches Ye Xiong's wrist. The stick in Ye Xiong's hand falls directly on the ground, causing pain in his eyes.
Lu Ziheng had never seen such a Shen Qinghuan.
"Is that the stick?" Shen Qinghuan hooked his lips with his left foot. The stick was kicked in the air and just fell into Shen Qinghuan's right hand. "I asked if you are this stick?"
Ye Xiong is frightened by Shen Qinghuan's appearance, and Wen Huaibei behind him can't say a word.
"If you give Lu Ziheng a pain, I'll give you a lifetime of pain."
After her rebirth, Shen Qinghuan realized a truth that when people encounter problems, they tend to favor the weak side, so she temporarily put away her claws and turned herself from a lion into a cat.
It's just that Lu Ziheng is her bottom line. She doesn't even bother to wear a mask when she breaks through the bottom line.
Shen Qinghuan uses his left hand to push Ye Xiong against the doorframe, and the swinging iron door jingles.
In his thirties, ye Xiong never thought that he would be scared to incontinence by a little girl one day.
Shen Qinghuan carried the stick and scarlet her eyes. The strength of the stick hitting Ye Xiong was much heavier than that of Ye Xiong hitting Lu Ziheng's back.
Lu Ziheng held his arm and staggered up.
To Ye Xiong this kind of dregs, he will deal with good, can't delay Qing Huan.
If you play according to Shen Qinghuan's style, ye xiongtie will be abandoned.
Lu Ziheng didn't want Shen Qinghuan to get dirty because of himself. He called in a deep voice: "Qinghuan."
Ye Xiong closed his eyes tightly, waiting to fall into hell.
However, because of Lu Ziheng's cry, Shen Qinghuan's hand was hanging in the air.
She didn't dare to look back. It was her impulse just now.
Like Lu Ziheng, he likes girls who are good and pure.
Just now, I didn't scare him, did I?
At this moment, Wen Huaibei, regardless of what kind of person to build for himself, secretly called the police with his mobile phone.