Zhan Zifeng's warm eyes were suddenly full of tenderness, which was completely different from the coldness just now. Looking at Xiong Miao, even the words he said softened quite a bit.
Stepping forward, she approached Xiong Miao: "Meow, I know, I was the one who was sorry for you before, and there is nothing wrong with you hating me. When I think about what I did to you before, my heart hurts. Give me a chance to make up for it. How are you?"
Xiong Miao was forced to back away as he approached step by step.
Xiong Miao gritted her teeth and said, "No need! You will make up for me by treating Mu Mu and the child in her stomach well in the future!"
Zhan Zifeng's eyes cast a wounded shadow: "If you don't give me a chance, how can I feel at ease and treat Su Mumu and her children well? I will have a hidden danger in my heart for the rest of my life, and that is what I owe you... ..."
"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me!" Xiong Miao was forced by him to have no way out, she pushed on his chest, trying to push him away, to make way for herself, so as to stay away from him.
Unexpectedly, her hand on his chest was grabbed by his backhand, and with a little force, he pulled her into his arms.
Zhan Zifeng embraced her forcefully, buried his head in the crescent of her neck, and greedily smelled the faint magnolia fragrance on her body.
The voice said tenderly: "Meow, please forgive me?"
"Let me go! Xiong Miao slapped him hard.
But Zhan Zifeng grabbed her hands, not giving him the slightest chance to break free.
A black Maybach flashed in front of Xiong Miao like a cheetah, the door opened, and that long black figure came out of the car with a terrifying aura.
It's Zhan Yeling!
Seeing the person coming, Xiong Miao's heart ached fiercely, and he struggled harder.
But Zhan Zifeng restrained her too tightly, she couldn't struggle at all.
"It's really a big scene of catching rape."
A deep and cold voice pierced through the air, like a dull thunder, slamming on the tip of Xiong Miao's heart, making her heart ache so badly.
"Go away!" Xiong Miao was angry, unwilling, helpless, and painful. All emotions were intertwined, making her try her best to push Zhan Zifeng away frantically.
Because of the excessive force, her thin body staggered a few steps backwards, her breathing fluctuated, and she looked at Zhan Yeling in a panic, her pale lips fluttered, trying to explain: "It's not like this..."
"Zhan Yeling, you came just in time, you can see, Xiong Miao and I have reconciled."
Before Xiong Miao could explain, Zhan Zifeng said to Zhan Yeling with an expression of certainty.
He didn't feel guilty at all for Zhan Yeling's misunderstanding because of his actions just now.
"Zhan Zifeng, don't talk nonsense!" Xiong Miao roared, she was anxious to explain.
But I heard Zhan Yeling's mocking words: "You also like the broken shoes I used. It really is your Zhan Zifeng's style."
finished. His long and narrow phoenix eyes glanced at Xiong Miao at one side.
That look, contempt and hatred.
Like a knife, it cut Xiong Miao's fresh blood.
"That's not the case, because he's going to drag Su Mumu to have an abortion, and I'm here to help Su Mumu..." Xiong Miao trembled slightly because of Zhan Yeling's cold eyes, and his explanation was so pale and powerless.
"Your business has nothing to do with me!" Zhan Yeling said indifferently, then turned around and got into the car.
Xiong Miao's eyes were quick, and he opened the door of the rear seat, sat in and closed the door. A series of movements were done quickly and in one go.