Chapter 295 You want me to feed you?

You want me to feed you?

The rain fell harder and harder. Huo Jing Yan was furious as he drove, hitting the steering wheel with punches and punches.

In these three years, he rarely had such patience!

Damn woman!

Where the hell did you run off to!?

He angrily pressed the horn, but when he turned the corner, he saw a familiar figure through the rain.

Ye Zi Xuan was still being fiercely pulled by those men, but her legs were still powerlessly kicking them, and she scolded them, telling them to scram.

Seeing this scene, the man's eyes instantly turned sinister and scarlet.

"Damn it!"

He jumped down from the carriage and slammed the door, then walked over and angrily glared at the few people inside. He kicked them and gave them another hook and punch, then pulled Ye Zi Xuan into his embrace.

The leader of the hooligans was unhappy, he was drunk and did not recognize Huo Jing Yan, so he scolded: "Brothers, attack! You beat him up so badly that he doesn't even know his own home! "

Hmph, with just a few hooligans, you want to fight against Huo Jing Yan?

What kind of joke was this?

He didn't have the heart to fight them. Dirty as he was, he was afraid of dirtying his own hands.

I told you earlier, Huo Jing Yan eats both black and white.

He grabbed Ye Zi Xuan's fist and kicked him into the bar with a cold face, but at the same time, the manager was walking towards the door. When she saw Huo Jing Yan, he couldn't help but kneel down and pay her respects.

His words quivered a little, "Yo, Huo..." Hutong, why have you come here today? "

The woman interrupted them at an inopportune moment: "Get lost! All of you get lost!"

She seemed to be having a fever, and her stomach felt uncomfortable.

Because his face was buried in Huo Jing Yan's embrace, the manager didn't dare make a sound even if he couldn't see his face.

"Those people outside, if they're not at the police station tomorrow, then this shop can't be opened anymore!"

In the Qingtan City, Huo Jing Yan's words were even stronger than the judge's. No one dared to disobey, so the manager nodded his head: "Yes yes, I will send them in right away!"

To dare to bully his own woman, he was simply courting death!

He was carrying a woman in his arms, but she was still struggling nonstop. Her arms were waving wildly, "Put me down! Put me down!"

Hmph, it would be weird if he let her go again!

Half an hour later.

Huo Jing Yan brought her back to his duplex apartment, and saw that her entire body was drenched. He even took a towel and dried her hair and face.

"Your clothes are all wet. Change."

He took a suit of clothes and put it aside. Looking at the woman's bloodshot eyes and helplessness made his heart ache.

If he could, he would definitely spend the rest of his life loving and loving her.

"Send me away, I don't want to stay at your house, I want to leave!"

She stood up and was about to walk to the door, tears flowing from the corners of her eyes once again.

It was as if her heart was blocked. She wanted to cry, but she also wanted to cry.

Whistling like a fly, she kept on sobbing, listening to Huo Jing Yan's annoyed discussions.

Normally, he would be furious, so he opened the door and told the woman to scram.

Now he could not bear to hurt her again.

He took the woman's arm and sat down on the sofa again. Then he personally picked up a towel and helped her wipe her hair and the rain on her body.

"Good girl, I'll send you back after you change your clothes, okay?"

His gentle tone was about to melt the hearts of all the women in the world.

He even lowered his head and kissed the woman on the forehead before saying gently, "I will always be here."

The gentler he was, the more tears kept flowing down her face. Even though she had changed her clothes in the end, she was still crying.

This crying made Huo Jing Yan feel extremely upset, but he could not get angry.

She obediently changed her clothes, and just as she was about to walk to the door, Huo Jing Yan quickly pulled her back.

He still sent Ye Zi Xuan back to her own home.

"Going home, okay? Don't cry. "

This was simply too rare of a good temper. This was the best poker face in the world. Such gentleness and gentleness was truly rare.

Only after looking at the familiar place did Ye Zi Xuan's crying stop. She dragged her feet to the sofa and sat down.

Her head hurt, she was dizzy, her stomach hurt.

After being drenched in the rain for an entire night, seeing that she did not want to speak, Huo Jing Yan turned and entered the kitchen.

Time passed by bit by bit. When he came out again, he held a cup of warm ginger soup in his hand and placed it in front of the woman, "Drink it. Be careful not to catch a cold, the root of a woman's illness will not be good."

Heh, what did the illness in the body count for?

The illness of the heart is the hardest of all.

Ye Zi Xuan did not move, her eyes still narrowed, half-closed, as though she was in a deep sleep.

She was so nervous that she didn't want to say a word.

"You want me to feed you?"

Seeing her expression, Huo Jing Yan was about to pick up his spoon.

Perhaps it was really too uncomfortable, or perhaps she didn't want him to touch her at all. She obediently picked up the bowl of ginger soup and leaned back on the sofa, burying her body in it.

"Your father died. Why didn't he tell me?"

The silence in the room was suffocating, when a low and gentle voice sounded, Ye Zi Xuan's heart overflowed with pain, she buried her head deeper into the sofa, and did not say a word.

"So you've been enduring it all by yourself these past few days?" Is that why you want to leave me and the child? "

His eyes were full of confusion as he stared unblinkingly at the woman, wanting an answer.

In the next second, Ye Zi Xuan just retched and her stomach churned. She quickly got up from the sofa and ran into the bathroom, but accidentally fell down.

"Hiss!"

When she touched her knee, the pain made her gasp, and the nausea disappeared.

Huo Jing Yan rushed over with the intention to help her, but was rejected. After washing his hands, he went straight to his bedroom.

She ignored Huo Jing Yan and felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart.

Father's words continuously resounded in his ears, as long as Huo Jing Yan appeared, the words would continue ringing in his ears.

Lying in bed, she felt like a walking corpse.

She was mentally weak and knew that she needed to take care of him. Thus, he patiently took care of her and, for the first time, brought hot water to wipe her face and hands.

Ye Zi Xuan very obediently didn't resist.

Looking at the bruises on her knees, he frowned.

Ye Zi Xuan, Ye Zi Xuan, what exactly are you trying to do to yourself?

That night, no one slept soundly. Huo Jing Yan leaned against the sofa outside, smoke wreathed around him as they slept one after another. He was feeling extremely depressed in his heart.

As long as Ye Zi Xuan closed her eyes, her mind would only be filled with her father's appearance before she left.

Chen Xi, on the other hand, made an excuse and went back to the Chen family household as soon as she came out of the washroom. She was worried on the inside, and was extremely careful with every step she took, afraid that something might happen to her mother's precious child.

The storm was over, but the thunderstorm continued.