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But now, he didn't want to get into trouble, so he didn't want to bring him any trouble.

If the Yan Clan came to join in on the action and interfere at this crucial point, the situation would become complicated.

With a gloomy face, Song Haojun suddenly saw a group of people walk out of the villa. Zhuo Yifeng and Han Tianning got into the car and drove towards the medical center.

His heart felt like it was being crushed by a wheel. It was so close, yet even he was unable to protect her … He couldn't even appear in front of her …

Seeing the car disappear from his sight, Song Haojun pushed open the car door and entered the villa.

He did not want to provoke him, but …

Seeing Han Tianning come out from the inside, his black hair sticking to his face. From such a distance, one could still see her pale face. Song Haojun was unable to suppress his anger.

Who dares to touch his woman without a care for their own lives?

The Yan Clan was indeed vast and powerful. Furthermore, they were currently quite proud of their business, but how could they touch his woman like that?

The guards and servants didn't stop Song Haojun at all. They just stared blankly at such a handsome man, and actually forgot to take a photo with their phone …

Only when Song Haojun passed through the fountain and reached the main entrance did the guard catch up, "Sir, I'm sorry, but do you have an invitation letter?"

"Get out of the way." With a few words coming out of his thin lips, Song Haojun's face was filled with killing intent, looking extremely solemn.

The guard was obviously frightened by his imposing manner. Such a powerful aura, it seemed that only Su Muyun would be able to do that when he went berserk.

The door was not closed, so Song Haojun drove his way inside.

Yan Zixian also changed his clothes and sat on the sofa. He was in the middle of studying what Su Muyun had just said when he suddenly felt a pressure.

Turning his head, he saw a man with a flawless appearance in the doorway.

His lips curled up into a provocative smile as he realized that Han Tianning had arrived. He had been silently watching Han Tianning from his position on the island for the past few days.

Thus, in front of Song Haojun, it was the most exciting thing to make a move on his woman.

It made him feel helpless and helpless.

"My wife hates fighting the most. If you break something she loves, I'll …" Su Muyun naturally knew that Song Haojun had come to the island yesterday and that he had sent a car to pick him up.

But before he finished his warning, Song Haojun pounced on the handsome man on the sofa with the agility of a cheetah.

In a split-second, the two of them started to fight. They knocked over Su Muyun's wife's favorite antique vase.

"All of you, get out!" Su Muyun quickly reached out his hand to support the antique vase beside the tea table. If this was broken, his wife would die from heartache.

Even Yan Zixian stared at Song Haojun sinisterly. He disdained to do such a stupid thing like fighting, especially when he was on the stage personally.

However, he was very angry and very jealous …

This was because Han Tianning was the first woman to reject him, and at that time, he had even said that the person he loved was Song Haojun.

He was infuriated, and he was truly jealous. He wished that he could personally kill this man.

Right now, it just so happened that when he was not willing to go against it, Lord Song Hao had come knocking. Then let's have a good fight and see whose fist is stronger.

The male warrior, Su Muyun's beautiful villa, had become a battlefield.

Song Haojun had learned boxing before, and later became a celebrity. He was forced by the company to exercise his body and maintain a healthy and sexy figure.

In terms of cultivation, the catalpa period seemed to be a little weak, but since he was young, his family had practiced the training methods of the nobility. He was considered to be one of the best of the best, riding a horse and sparring with a sword.

A porcelain vase was completely shattered by a vicious fist. Su Muyun's expression turned even uglier.

That was the Flowing Cloud Ancient Porcelain that his wife loved the most. He was truly angered, and he rushed forward as well. Originally he was just a support, but after receiving a few blind punches … He had completely participated in the battle.

The three men fiercely fought, scaring the servants into hiding in a corner and calling Zhuo Yifeng.

If the male owner got angry, only Zhuo Yifeng could persuade him to stay.

"..." Madam, our home has become a battlefield. Come back quickly and bring some police officers with you. "

"Ning Ning, you rest for a bit. I have some things to do so I'll be leaving first." Zhuo Yifeng frowned and hung up the phone. Just as he arrived at the medical room and turned on the apparatus, something happened at home in less than ten minutes.

Su Muyun, that stinking brat, was already so old. He did not know how to stop him even though he was being beaten up, but he still joined them!

When he answered the phone just now, he could hear the crackling sounds from the other side and the man's howling. Zhuo Yifeng could tell with his knees that his home must be full of wolves.

Too much! A bunch of stinking men who talked with their fists!

When Han Tianning saw Zhuo Yifeng leave in a hurry, a trace of doubt and worry flashed across his eyes.

She could faintly hear a loud voice saying something about "police force" on the phone. Could it be that something had happened during the period they were talking about?

Han Tianning was currently full of contradictions in his speech. She was certain of one thing, and that was — she didn't want to see him right now, nor did she want to see him for this period of time.

In the past, she had a faint favorable impression of him, but she didn't expect him to fall in love with her.

And ever since he had married Song Haojun, he had been wholeheartedly defending his own marriage, without even thinking about what could happen between him and another man.

During this period of time, she wanted to escape, but she was forced to accept the care and treatment of the girl. This way, she felt apologetic towards him, gradually increasing the inequality in their relationship.

Especially since her parents often said that it was all thanks to the young master that she was able to keep her life.

To Han Tianning, these words were a favor that he would never be able to repay.

It was due to Yan Zhaoge finding Zhuo Yifeng and boldly asking this young woman to help him with his treatment that she was able to recover so quickly.

She wanted to repay him, but not in this way...

Han Tianning got off the bed and walked to the door. Her body had truly recovered well, so nothing that had happened in the swimming pool had caused her body to worsen.

"..." I heard that Mr. Su's house is in a mess. " The young nurse outside had sharp eyes and ears because they had a good sister who was a servant in Su Muyun's residence.

"I wonder which man rushed in and started fighting with Young Master Yan …" "Young Master Yan, it's not something an ordinary person can hit …"

"Who is it? "He's so capable, but he's actually going to cause trouble at Su Dong's place?"

"I heard it's …"

The latter part was in a whisper. Although everyone gossiped in their free time, they still complied with Zhuo Yi Feng's instructions.

Han Tianning opened the door and walked outside.

As soon as the nurses saw her coming out, they stopped talking and went back to whatever they were supposed to do.

"Mrs. Song, you should lie down for a while. Doctor Zhuo just instructed …" A nurse came up to him and said immediately.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me." Han Tianning said with a smile.

"No, Dr. Zhuo told me that you'd better go to bed for a while." The nurse smiled and pushed her inside.

Zhuo Yi Feng rushed home. The medical room and the villa weren't separated by a long distance, about a kilometer.

She was outside the iron gate of the villa when she heard voices coming from inside. All the servants were standing outside in fright.

"Su Muyun!" Stepping into the door, Zhuo Yifeng was almost smashed in the face by the crystal ashtray.

Her angry roar finally separated the three men from each other.

When Su Muyun heard her voice, even though he was fighting with his blood boiling, he still stopped. He obediently ran to the door and greeted his wife with a swollen face.

"What are you doing?" "What's going on?" Looking at the mess on the ground, Zhuo Yifeng did not care about the expensive porcelain, but he cared even more about the injuries on his husband's body.

"I didn't do it first!" He immediately tried to defend himself. Su Muyun said with grievance, "I wanted to pull them away, but I didn't know why. I got beaten up. Wife, it hurts …"

Explain first, then quickly act coquettishly. This way, you can get away with it.

"Let's pull them away first." Zhuo Yifeng really wanted to apply the medicine first, but when he saw the two men fighting, he immediately said so.

"Forget them, let my wife help me massage first. It hurts so much here." Su Muyun gritted his teeth as he stared at the two men, but his tone was still as coquettish as before.

He told them to beat him up, but to think that they would dare to hurt his face!

Zhuo Yifeng saw him rip his clothes and saw that his waist was a greenish purple. He didn't know what hit him and blood was seeping out. He really didn't lie to her.

"You two, hurry up and pull them apart." Zhuo Yifeng told the two guards who were standing guard by the door. Then, he immediately supported Su Muyun and walked towards a room at the side.

The guards were in a difficult situation. They had tried several times already, but not only were they unable to open the door, they had even accidentally injured them.

Moreover, these two people had special identities. If he hurt them accidentally, who would be able to take responsibility?

More and more people gathered outside the villa. They were all his subordinates, as well as the ones that he and Tang Rui had arranged to be on the island.

Dozens of people were gathered outside the iron gate of the villa. They were divided into two factions and were in a tense standoff.

At this time, a girl wearing a white long skirt came from the distance.

From afar, she had a pretty and innocent baby face, just like a girl that hadn't graduated yet.

Han Tianning silently traversed through the group of people.

"Mrs. Song, please don't go in." In the crowd, a man reached out and stopped her.

He was Chen Qun, and he knew that Song Haojun would not dare to meet her.

Han Tianning continued walking forward, ignoring his hand.

Chen Qun didn't dare to offend her and forcefully held her back. Sweat covered his forehead as he watched her walk inside.

Oh no, she actually went in. What should we do with Song Haojun?

Chen Qun gritted his teeth and quickly ran inside.

As he moved, so did everyone else.

Because the people of Yanzhou University saw that Song Haojun had reinforcements, they obviously couldn't let their master suffer a loss, so they all rushed inside.

Han Tianning continued calmly, each step dragging his heart with it.

Weird, she wasn't that upset during strenuous exercise or when she was out of oxygen, but why was she so sad the closer she got to Song Haojun?

Song Haojun and Yan Zixian were finally pulled apart. The two of them were badly battered, but they still stood there facing each other, full of enmity.

There were many people standing in the living room, all of whom had just rushed in. Before he could find a place to hide, Han Tianning stepped through the door.

As if sensing something, Song Haojun suddenly turned around, his back facing the door.