"Mr. Zhan, you really misunderstood. Miaomiao was just worried that my hair would fall into my eyes, and that I would go blind." Song Mingzhe, who was standing behind them, couldn't stand it anymore, and explained.
If he doesn't explain clearly, he will be unlucky.
Zhan Yeling's behavior obviously wanted to ruin his face, just because he was touched by Xiong Miao.
Zhan Yeling's domineering and possessive desire is really not normal.
Unexpectedly, his words were like a heavy punch, hitting Zhan Yeling's heart hard.
Xiong Miao is afraid of Song Mingzhe's eyes?
Do you dislike him for being face-blind?
These words are full of irony for Zhan Yeling!
The aura around him became colder and colder, and the surrounding air condensed due to the low air pressure on his body.
Scared to breathe.
Xiong Miao realized that Song Mingzhe's words would hurt Zhan Yeling, and was worried that Zhan Yeling would attack Song Mingzhe.
Worried about Zhan Yeling's anger, she hurried forward and grabbed Zhan Yeling's hand: "It's okay, let's go back."
Warm palms squeezed his big hand, the scent of her body invaded his nose, invisible along his hair, and the icy aura around Zhan Yeling subsided slightly.
"Song Mingzhe, wait for me!" Zhan Yeling's dark eyes stared sharply at Song Mingzhe, and he threw out a threat with icy cold words.
So he took Xiong Miao's hand, pulled her, let her sit in the co-pilot, and he sat in the driver's seat by himself.
The engine was turned on, the accelerator was stepped on, the car quickly backed up, turned around, and drove away like lightning.
Song Mingzhe watched the car leave at a high speed, and the tense cells in his whole body finally relaxed.
This Zhan Yeling is really terrible.
It was dangerous and lucky for Xiong Meow to be with him.
Thinking of the threat that Zhan Yeling slammed at him before leaving, Song Mingzhe couldn't help but feel chills.
From now on, he has to pay attention, otherwise, it would be a terrifying thing to be targeted by Zhan Yeling.
Song Mingzhe returned home.
Seeing him coming back alone, his mother looked behind him: "Where's Meow Meow?"
"Going back." Song Mingzhe hesitated.
"Your hairstyle was chosen by Miaomiao for you. Not to mention, you are much more handsome than before." Sitting beside him, his mother sighed, "It's time for you to find a woman to take care of you."
"Mom, don't say that. I'm tired. I'll go back to my room to rest." Song Mingzhe was very disgusted and avoided entering the room.
"This child doesn't even let people talk."
...
Inside the car, the air pressure was so low that the air seemed to be frozen.
Sitting beside Zhan Yeling, Xiong Miao glanced at him from time to time, and saw that his handsome face was tense, his black eyes were deep, and his hands holding the steering wheel were slightly tight.
Xiong Miao knew that he was angry.
But what are you angry about?
Angry at her getting close to Song Mingzhe just now?
She deliberately didn't explain clearly just now, since she was determined to leave him, she had to start making preparations now.
Push him away step by step.
At that time, he can let go.
Although Zhan Yeling was angry, he focused on driving, and Xiong Miao didn't say a word.
The silent atmosphere in the car, coupled with the low air pressure from Zhan Yeling.
Let Xiong Miao be careful.
Zhan Yeling drove the car very fast, and arrived at Yening Garden in a short while.
The driver's door was slammed shut, and Xiong Miao was unbuttoning his seat belt, ready to get out of the car.
Tightening her wrist, Zhan Yeling grabbed her and pulled her down forcefully.
"Zhan Yeling, slow down!" Xiong Miao called out to him in pain.
But he acted as if he didn't hear, and dragged her quickly into the house.