Chapter 1305 Crying and losing voice

Aunt Qing’s mother had 30,000 yuan before she left the house, but she encountered a group of uninvited guests.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Zhao Heng and Aunt Qing raised their heads and looked at the noisy door. They saw more than 20 men rolling up their sleeves and rushing in murderously. The crowd separated and four or five of them were suffering in their faces. They were wrapped in bandages and struggling, but their eyes were radiating a firm and hatred light:

"It's this kid, this woman."

Because the wound on their body made their shouts look blurry, but it did not affect the evidence of their hatred. Zhao Heng smiled coldly. It was the skinny monkey man who ran away the night before. Then, a man with a lack of ears walked up from behind and bit a cigarette and looked at Zhao Heng.

The man with short ear felt like he had seen this person somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a moment. Then he sneered as the yelled monkey and the others, pinched the cigarette and pointed Zhao Heng and shouted: "Boy, I'm a young man and I'm seriously injured in five people. I'm very brave."

He skipped over Zhao Heng, who was calm and pulled open his collar and snorted coldly: "I passed by this lady in the middle of the night, but you injured them all. Everyone was injured by you. You had to lie in the hospital for a whole day before they got out of bed. This account should be calculated carefully."

"What? Hurting?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman did not call the police immediately or inquire about the incident. She just glanced at Zhao Heng and grabbed her daughter and said with a grudge: "Xiaoqing, why did you provoke such friends? Fighting and hurting people is obviously not a good thing. You are determined not to be allowed to interact in the future!"

Then, without waiting for Aunt Qing to respond, she looked at the group of men and said, "There are a source of injustice and debt. If you have any hatred, please look for this young man, but don't involve our innocent Xiaoqing, otherwise I will call the police to arrest you. You must know that I know Police Officer Wang here."

"Mom! Things are not what you think!"

Aunt Qing ignored her mother's Mingzhe's self-protection. She looked at Zhao Heng apologetically, then looked at the burly man without showing any weakness and said: "They deserve to be injured. These five people are clear about what they want to do to me. It is kind to me that I did not call the police to arrest them at that time."

As the thin monkey man was hiding his guilty eyes, Aunt Qing knocked on her high heels and said in a cold voice: "If you are here to stop me from doing business, or to hurt me, my friend, I will call the police to arrest you immediately and pay back the new and old accounts to settle together."

"Oh! It's really a fierce horse!"

The burly man grinned and took a step forward to look at Aunt Qing and smiled: "Not only are he elegant and beautiful, but his personality is also strong enough. Now there are not many women like this, so why not follow me,,,,,," He did not continue to say anything, because he saw Zhao Heng's eyes gradually getting cold.

Zhao Heng drank the glass of rice wine in one sip, thinking that if he drove this group out and killed it, only in this way Aunt Qing would not incur endless revenge. This is also the reason why Zhao Heng never left any trouble in his work. If a scumbag like Shouhou would not kill him, it would sooner or later cause harm to Aunt Qing.

Instead of being hurt by his relatives and friends in the future, Zhao Heng would rather be accused of being bloodthirsty. At this time, the burly man felt more and more familiar with Zhao Heng. He knew that he must have met Zhao Heng, but he couldn't remember it for a moment, and his words became weaker: "You have to explain it to me."

As his voice became weaker, another voice squeezed in from the door: "No matter who you are or who your boss is, I hope you will leave here immediately, otherwise I will sink you into the sea without waiting for the police to come and arrest you."

"He Wenting?"

Before the burly man and the middle-aged beautiful woman could react, Zhao Heng clearly saw that Aunt Qing's body was almost uncontrollable, and his eyes were uncontrollable. He turned his head and saw five or six men walking into the door. Compared to the Skinny Monkey, their temperament was even more extraordinary.

One of the men is tall and handsome, with a tall nose and a wide forehead, and he has a sense of majesty. When treating people, he is polite, neither humble nor arrogant. Although sometimes he will show a little arrogance, it is not very annoying, and is sixty-six points like the movie star Huang Xiaoming.

At this moment, he passed by the thin monkey and the others in a ignorant posture, and his eyes fell on the tall Aunt Qing. In addition to being anxious and impatient, his handsome face also showed an emotion that was about to emerge. The middle-aged beautiful woman could capture the ambiguous relationship between the two, and her eyes subconsciously lit up.

Before the burly man could speak, the thin monkey man had already rushed out, raised his intact hand and lit the young man, and shouted: "Who are you? Who are you? You dare to speak to Brother Niu like this. Do you not take K records seriously?"

Zhao Heng's eyes slightly condensed and swept over the burly man. It turned out that this guy was a member of the Jiang family. This made things easier and easier to do. At this time, He Wenting was taking his eyes off Aunt Qing, raised a smile and said, "Mr. Jiang has always been the one I admire."

He Wenting presented a polite and smile that was flawless: "I not only take him seriously, but also have his place in my heart. I have always respected the Jiang family. However, there are dead branches in the trees, and the huge club inevitably has some bad sheep. You don't have to be polite to such a role."

"In Xiahe Wenting, the executive president of Huafeng Bank."

In the middle-aged beautiful woman's eyes, she still struggled, He Wenting directly handed the burly man a business card. The gold-hot eagle was still professionally designed. The burly man took the scrutiny and immediately changed his face. It turned out that he was the executive president of Huafeng Bank, and his background was enough to kill him in seconds.

The skinny monkeys also felt a sense of panic that was difficult to hide. Of course, they knew that Huafeng Bank was the property of the He family in Macau. The chairman of Huafeng Bank was the gambling king He Zihua. He Wenting and the gambling king had the same surname as the bank, and they were also the executive president of the bank. There was no doubt that they were the He family.

"So it's Mr. He!"

When the middle-aged beautiful woman also guessed that He Wenting's origin was happy and surprised, the burly man had already thought of retreating. Not to mention that he could not see through Zhao Heng's origin, He Wenting alone was not able to offend him, so he bowed and smiled: "It's wrong for us to lose respect today."

When He Wenting defeated the enemy without fighting, the burly man put his business card in his pocket: "We'll leave now, and don't worry, we won't cause trouble for them anymore, I can guarantee it." Then he took out a business card: "I don't brag, please take care of He Shao."

He Wenting didn't put on too many airs, took the business card and glanced at it and smiled, "Brother Niu, okay, I'll write it down, I'll have the chance to drink together in the future!" Then he waved his hand and took the wallet from a bodyguard, took out a large stack of thousands of Hong Kong dollars and handed it to Niu Bubiao: "Medical expenses."

He stuffed the hesitant bull into his arms and kept Feng Qingyun's smile: "You don't have to be polite at all! After all, these brothers are very hurt. I just hope that they will not come to this restaurant to make trouble in the future. The small business cannot withstand the riots. Wenting thanks everyone first."

The bull doesn't brag and they are slapped their chests to ensure they won't cause any more trouble.

The matter was settled without difficulty by He Wenting. Seeing Niu Bubiao leading the thin monkey man and the others to quit the Huizhou restaurant with awkward smile, a hint of praise flashed in Zhao Heng's eyes. Putting aside his relationship with Aunt Qing, He Wenting was really a character, and then Zhao Heng felt relieved.

If He Wenting was not outstanding, how could Aunt Qing feel distressed at that time?

"Young Master He, come, sit, sit!"

After the burly men and the others all walked out, the middle-aged beautiful woman immediately stepped forward and pulled He Wenting and smiled. The brighter the smile was: "I am Xiaoqing's mother, you are Xiaoqing's friend, that is, my friend, you are a guest when you pass the door, and thank you for driving away the gangsters."

"The superior is the superior, and things can be done in just a few words."

The middle-aged beautiful woman glanced at Zhao Heng and snorted insidiously: "It's not like some people who are not good at eating tofu, the gap is really obvious." Then she squeezed out a smile: "Young Master He, it's fortunate that you have you today, otherwise I really don't know how to end it."

Although she realized that He Wenting was Zhu Jinjing's fiancé, it did not hinder her enthusiasm: "I guess you and Xiaoqing haven't seen each other for a long time, right? Come, let's have dinner together at noon, reminisce about the past, and let the aunt thank you, and let Xiaoqing make some special dishes for you to taste."

"Xiaoqing, why don't you greet Mr. He?"

When He Wenting raised a bright smile to look at Aunt Qing, Aunt Qing also squeezed out a smile to look back. The emotions were not fierce and collided, but they were flowing with a long and long stream. The two met in the air with soft eyes, as if they had thousands of words, but in the end they did not hug each other and cried with joy.

"Babe-I want to eat butter cakes."

Aunt Qing's graceful and graceful figure exudes an indescribable style. He Wenting's tall and handsomeness has an indescribable aristocratic style. The most important thing is that there is a hint of attachment in their eyes. Zhao Heng suddenly felt a hint of melancholy. He picked up the last half glass of rice wine and drank it all in one sip.

He pinched out two banknotes and placed them on the table, and smiled faintly as Aunt Qing turned her head.

Then, he left calmly, silently and lonely. Aunt Qing suddenly felt a suffocation of breathing, and her heart hurt for no reason. She felt that she was about to lose Zhao Heng, and it was the kind that never returned. Aunt Qing had a painful and entangled face to He Wenting and Zhao Hengsheng.

Zhao Heng's figure disappeared at the door, and Aunt Qing suddenly cried bitterly.

PS: Thank you Yiran Bai Hualin for rewarding 100 Zhulang coins for your works.
Chapter completed!