Jiang Shu was sitting on the small sofa in the living room at this time, with a coat wrapped around her body. She was doused with red wine, and she raised her eyes timidly. The moisture in her eyes made Fu Shiyan's eyebrows jump.
He clenched his fist silently and moved forward without looking at her again.
In the shadow of the corner, a potbellied man stood there in his shirt, which was unbuttoned. He smiled at Fu Shiyan: "Mr. Fu, this is all a misunderstanding."
Even though he seemed unconcerned, he actually said it through gritted teeth, with a bit of fear hidden inside.
He didn't expect that Fu Shiyan would actually come!
Fu Shiyan coughed calmly: "If I hadn't received the news, what would have happened to you today? Come to think of it, I was the one who ruined your business!"
He said it casually, but it made people's hearts lift. He waved his hand quickly: "No..."
But the facts are already in front of us, and it is almost impossible to argue with them.
Fu Shiyan's figure flickered in and out, but his tone was still polite: "I've lost your interest today. Let's go to another place. I'll treat you to a drink alone."
He couldn't understand Fu Shiyan anymore. He squinted his eyes, his fear began to increase, and he took two steps back: "...Next time, next time!"
At this moment, Fu Shiyan suddenly took action and grabbed his clothes, his eyes immediately filled with frost, "You still want a next time!"
As he said that, before he could react, he punched his face, causing nosebleeds to flow out instantly.
He whined and covered his nose.
Mo Yi watched all this helplessly. He couldn't bear to look away and looked at the delicate woman sitting on the sofa.
He bent down, took away the coat covering Jiang Shu, and put on the one in his hand. Her clothes had been torn to pieces, and there were red marks on the collar.
"Are you OK?"
Jiang Shu's distracted eyes slowly focused. She looked up at Mo Yi in front of her, as if she had a premonition of something. She looked at the tall and familiar figure in front of her.
As an official, he doesn't like sports and usually likes to eat, drink and have fun. It can be said that he has no power to restrain a chicken. At this moment, under Fu Shiyan's rage, he can only be beaten.
He covered his face and tried not to make his screams miserable: "Where is the person! Someone is coming!"
"Fu Shiyan, you dare to offend me for a woman, believe it or not, I will make you miserable!"
But obviously his shouting had no effect at all, and no one dared to come in and clean up the situation.
Fu Shiyan's veins twitched, he clenched his fists and punched downwards one after another, his eyes were cold.
Jiang Shu pinched the coat tightly. She had seen Fu Shiyan like this several times, and those times he would beat people to death!
She woke up and shouted: "Stop! Fu Shiyan!"
Fu Shiyan's beating hand stopped suddenly, and the person beneath him fell to the ground half-dead, breathing out more than he took in.
The man stood condescendingly, as dignified and dignified as he came. He took out a silk scarf from his pocket, wiped his hands slowly, and then threw it on the ground: "Next time, I will kill you."
Jiang Shu was so frightened that she walked weakly. She faced Fu Shiyan.
"Enough is enough."
The voice was hoarse and full of fear. When Fu Shiyan heard the words, his arrogance surged up again.
The man lying on the ground opened his eyes with all his strength, and spoke with his last breath: "Fu Shiyan, if you offended me for her, aren't you afraid of being retaliated against in the future?"
Fu Shiyan didn't move, he glanced at him and said, "Come on."
What was contained there was strong disdain and anger.