Chapter 552： Shut up if you can't speak

The man stopped by the bodyguard looked angrily. He lifted his leg and kicked the bodyguard who was holding her aside, arrogantly: "Fuck me!"

With this action, the bodyguard slammed into the table and chair, and there was a burst of screaming and exclamation.

Ye Suiyu still has no expression, she is beautiful, if she doesn't smile, she is the kind of noble and glamorous that strangers will not get close.

Ling Muyun looked at her, breathing a little confused, his throat moved, and he lifted his leg and walked towards her.

The woman is silent, but her noble and holy appearance wants people to break her.

Ling Muyun's eyes fell on her bleak eyes, paused for two seconds, then stretched out her hand and squeezed her chin, raised her face, stared at her with a slightly gloomy look, and whispered: "No Just a blind man, what are you proud of? Huh?"

Breathing slightly, swept to her ears, a little closer: "I didn't want to think about it when I came to meet someone on a blind date. Who else would want you besides me like you?"

Ye Suiyu didn't have any mood swings on her face, her eyelashes were long and thin, and her black feathers trembled slightly.

Ling Muyun was close to her, and she could clearly see her delicate porcelain-white skin, curvy nose, and soft and beautiful red lips.

His eyes moved and he moved closer to her, but as soon as he made the movement, there was a sudden pain across his face.

He hissed softly, straightened up immediately, and saw Ye Suiyu holding a small fork with dessert in his hand, facing his direction blankly.

Ling Muyun reached out and touched his face, a little wet.

He looked down at the blood on his hands, cursed, and immediately raised his hand towards Ye Suiyu. However, he hadn't made the beating action. In the next second, his hand was firmly secured. It was clamped, and even half a minute could not move.

Luo Qiao ran over and saw her brother clasping the man's arm with cold eyes.

She was breathing unevenly, and hurriedly came to Ye Suiyu's side, "Sister Suiyu, are you okay?"

Ye Suiyu heard Luo Qiao's voice, moved, and shook her head. She even smiled comfortingly at her: "I'm fine."

As soon as Luo Qiao was about to speak, he heard the vicious voice of the man pouring coffee: "Let me go!"

He saw clearly who was holding him, his expression paused, and then as if he realized something, he sneered: "It's you..."

He cast his gaze on Ye Suiyu, both his tone and his smile were horrible: "Ye Suiyu, isn't this the man you like? Look, people are here to help you."

Ye Suiyu moved his fingertips, subconsciously looking in Luo Qiao's direction.

Luo Qiao whispered: "My brother is here."

Ye Suiyu's eyelashes trembled, and he subconsciously wiped the coffee marks on his face.

Seeing her move, Ling Muyun was immediately stabbed and laughed deeper: "What's the use of wiping, wiping? After chasing people for so long, they still look down on you!"

He cast a glance at Luo Zelan who was expressionless, raised his eyebrows and sneered, his tone of disdain: "Is it right? Would you want such a blind man?"

Listening to the insult, Luo Qiao could hardly control the anger in her heart. She grabbed the thing at hand and wanted to open a scoop for the dog’s thing, but before she could make any movement, she heard a loud noise. Seeing Ling Muyun hit the ground fiercely, the sound of the broken bones made the human scalp numb.

The man who had just punched him was tall and slender, and his whole body was cold.

"Shut up if you can't speak."