what to do?

What should he do?

He bit his cheek until it was stiff and clenched his fist tightly.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on his palms. The panic made Xu Jinsheng unable to calm down and made him inexplicably irritable.

After today, He Ling will only hide further from him.

It is even more difficult to say goodbye.

Putting away the lighter, Xu Jinsheng returned to the bedside and stared intently at the sleeping woman, as if to imprint her into his mind and soul.

Suddenly, he whispered in a low voice: "A-Ling, tell me, what can I do to ask for your forgiveness?"

There was nothing but silence in response to him.

The woman's eyes were closed tightly, and Xu Jinsheng raised his hand to touch her cheek like a man possessed, with gentle pressure and gentle movements, for fear of waking her up.

The eyes showed greed and pain, entangled and entangled, like densely packed fine needles, piercing into the heart one by one, without interruption.

The big palm moved to the side of the woman's slender neck, then went down and stopped on the chest.

The bathrobe has a V-shaped cross collar, and I wear nothing underneath.

As long as you hook it gently and lift it again, infinite scenery will appear before your eyes.

He missed her for three years, and every long night, he could only rely on memories to comfort him. Now, He Ling was lying within his reach. Under the moonlight, the sleeping woman was like a gift waiting to be opened.

Xu Jinsheng's heartbeat accelerated and his Adam's apple rolled.

If he takes possession of her, will it arouse her past feelings for him and regain the sweetness of her passionate love?

The man is trapped in a dead end.

Going forward is an abyss, retreating is a cliff.

No……

Xu Jinsheng woke up suddenly and quickly retracted his uncontrollable hand.

If he really did this, He Ling would hate him!

But the body's reaction couldn't deceive anyone - he wanted her!

On one side is the man's instinct, on the other side is the tug-of-war of reason.

Xu Jinsheng felt that he was forced to split into two different people, one encouraging him to pounce on him, and the other anxiously pulling him back.

"ah--"

Finally, he roared and rushed out of the door.

But the moment he opened the door, his half-raised feet froze in the air.

"Sister, the clothes are here - Dad and I will serve you together, you must be awesome..." It was broken.

Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly.

He Huai, together with He Hongye behind him, collided with Xu Jinsheng who came out of the door.

Three men, two against one.

No one spoke first.

He Huai looked up for a moment to check the room number. After confirming that it was the room where his sister lived, he glanced at Xu Jinsheng with a sharp gaze.

The man's clothes were disheveled, his face was full of youth, his body was half hunched, and his hands were subconsciously tucked in front of his lower abdomen, as if to cover something.

His expression was stiff and his eyes were weak.

He Huai took a look and saw what else he didn't understand.

He directly clenched his fists and rushed forward, beating him violently: "Well, your surname is Xu. We are having a signing reception below, and you fucking went upstairs to harass my sister?! You bastard! If I can't beat you to death, I won't be named He!"

The fight was a real fight, and every punch was packed with force.

He Huai's eyes were red and he was like a crazy calf. He was beating and scolding him, and when he got angry, he even kicked him with his feet.

At that moment, Xu Jinsheng was confused.

So much so that he forgot to resist or dodge, and just stood upright and was beaten.

That's right, the He family didn't even know that he had been married to Ah Ling. Now he was like a lustful gangster who forced his way into a woman's room. He deserved to be beaten to death!

He Hongye stood not far away, watching coldly, without stopping or trying to dissuade him, and allowed He Huai to go crazy.

If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that there is a cold light accumulating in his eyes, showing a stern murderous intent.

"I'll beat you to death, you bastard... How dare you miss my sister? Why don't you take a piss and take a picture of yourself?"

Open your bow left and right, each punch harder than the last.

Xu Jinsheng was pushed to the ground and sat down, his eyes dazed, warm and viscous liquid dripping from his nostrils, his cheekbones on both sides were red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the corners of his mouth were punched and bruised.

As if it wasn't enough, He Huai chased after him, rode on top of him, and said in a harsh tone: "You're a toad and want to eat swan meat. Do you think I can't do anything to you because you're the president of Jinglin Real Estate? I'm going to do it for you."

Don’t miss it!”

Xu Jinsheng was pulled by his collar, like an old duck being held by the neck.

It couldn't flutter, but it didn't scream either.

From the time the three met, to He Huai taking action, until now he had the upper hand, stepping on the ground and rubbing him, Xu Jinsheng didn't say a word during the whole process, as if... he was lying flat on purpose to get a beating?

He Huai was not attentive to begin with, and he was immersed in the anger that his sister might have been taken advantage of, so naturally he was not aware of Xu Jinsheng's abnormality.

But all of this was seen by He Hongye. After decades of hard work, how could he not discover the fishiness in it?

Seeing that the beating was almost done, he was about to ask his stupid son to stop. At this moment, the door behind him suddenly opened from the inside——

He Ling stared blankly at the chaotic scene in front of him: "Dad, Ah Huai? What are you doing?!"

He Huai didn't even raise his head, just rode Xu Jinsheng and beat him violently: "Sister, stay aside to avoid blood splashing on your body. Just leave this kind of rough work to me alone. Don't worry, I will definitely do it for you.

Teach this damn gangster a lesson and let him know what it means - Tianliang King Po!"

He Ling: "..." Although this younger brother is a bit silly, he still feels warm in his heart.

Xu Jinsheng: "..." trembling.

He Hongye: "..." What a silly son, I cover my face, I really can't see.

He Huai had no idea.

He felt that he was like a hero, strong and brave, and full of tragedy.

If there was a river in front of him and a little wind, he might just chant -

"The wind is rustling and the water is cold. A strong man will never return once he leaves."

"Stop." He Ling suddenly said.

"Sister, don't worry, I told you to stay away..."

"Ah Huai, stop fighting, I told you to stop!" He Ling saw Xu Jinsheng's face stained in many places, and blood was flowing from his nostrils and corners of his mouth. He knew that something would happen if he continued like this, and his tone couldn't help but be stained.

Very severe.

That little fool He Huai didn't find anything.

On the other hand, He Hongye's old eyes were heavy, and his insightful gaze wandered between He Ling and Xu Jinsheng, and he frowned slightly.

"Dad, please give Ah Huai some advice. What if someone loses his life?"

Seeing that He Huai refused to listen, He Ling turned to his father for help.

He Hongye raised his chin slightly and snorted softly from his nostrils: "What advice do you have to teach the gangsters a lesson? I will be responsible for any deaths!"

Domineering, arrogant, and domineering.

I don't know if these brothers are attracted by birds of a feather or something else, but He Hongye's harsh tone was exactly like Quan Hanting's.

He Ling choked, "...Dad, you are simply making fun of people's lives!"

"The life of a gangster is worse than a child's play."

"..."

"Ah Huai, beat me hard and tell him with your fists why the flowers are so red!"

"Okay!" When He Huai heard the instructions, he felt like he was instantly injected with blood.

He Ling was so anxious that she was sweating profusely. When Xu Jinsheng opened his mouth again and spit out a mouthful of blood, her face turned pale.

"Stop fighting! He will die -"

With that said, he was about to rush forward, but before he even took a step forward, He Hongye pulled him back.

"Dad!" The woman's eyes were red, and she was anxious and didn't seem to be faking it.

"Good girl, Ah Huai is helping you vent your anger, but why do you look so unappreciative?" A trace of suspicion flashed in He Hongye's shrewd eyes.

He Ling froze.
To be continued...