"Obediently follow me, and you can eat less bitterness!"
Zhao Qikun stretched out his hand toward her, and just touched her white neck, the door behind her was kicked open.
Bang!
Ye Mengxi doesn't know what happened. Zhao Qikun's words have been echoing in her ears. His disgusting hands take off her clothes and want to hold her!
The man's steady and powerful arms want to hold her up and hear her constantly crying, "no! Don't touch me. Don't... "
Huo Tingchen looked at her crying red eyes, the bottom of his heart like a needle in the thorn, he suppressed the anger, soft voice comfort her, "don't be afraid."
He took off his suit coat and wrapped Ye Mengxi in it. Then he picked her up. She curled up in his arms so soft that people could not help feeling pity. Looking down at her sobbing, Huo Tingchen burst out a tornado like anger.
Song Qing leads people to press Zhao Qikun on the ground. Zhao Qikun tilts his eyes at him and yells in the tone of a dandy, "where are you from! Know who I am! If you dare to offend me, I won't let you go! "
"Bang --"
Huo Tingchen kicked him and broke his teeth. Zhao Qikun's mouth was full of blood. He cried out in pain, "how dare you beat me! I want you to die!"
"I'll see who it is. It's hard to die!"
Huo Tingchen exudes a bloodthirsty and cold breath, holding Ye Mengxi in his arms. He tramples Zhao Qikun under his feet and crushes him. Zhao Qikun still has the strength to scream at first, and the sharp pain of his neck being crushed by others makes him unable to cry out any more.
Huo Tingchen stares at him coldly, "who gives your dog gall to touch her?"
Zhao Qikun also wants to struggle hard. Huo Tingchen's feet make an effort, and he gasps like a dog, "the people of the Ye family... They took my betrothal gift and sold her to me! This young lady of the Ye family is mine... Cough! "
"Yours?" Huo Tingchen had a sneer on his lips, which was more terrible than when he was serious.
"Song Qing, cut off his dirty hands!"
"Yes, president."
"No! No! You can't do this to me. I'm from Zhao's group
Before Zhao Qikun finished, he screamed out in pain.
Ye Mengxi's head is dizzy, and she only feels that her ears are buzzing. Her fierce resistance calms down after smelling a faint fragrance. The fire in her body keeps burning her, but there is a gentle voice comforting her all the time. "Bear it for a while, don't be afraid."
She was wronged and frightened, and cried.
Huo Tingchen holding her light coax, "don't cry, just a moment."
Huo Tingchen saves Ye Mengxi, holds her in the car, and immediately calls Rong Yan, asking him to rush to Dihao as soon as possible, otherwise he will be thrown to Africa to feed the lion.
Rong Yan in his white coat shivered in the office and did not dare to delay his flight to imperial palace.
God knows what happened to his bad friend, the president!
What happened to the president now makes him difficult.
Ye Mengxi will hold the car when she can keep awake, the car out of ten minutes, she will be uncomfortable twist up.
Huo Tingchen, who was different from her, looked at the soft little woman in her arms and twisted her body. A dry heat rose from the bottom of her heart. The soft little palm of the woman's hand was on his chest, and her mouth said, "hot, hot..."