Because Ye Yueshu made such a fuss, today's restaurant scene couldn't be filmed.
Chen Sihan and Zhu Zhu were both concerned about Wen Tong's injury and had longed for it to end soon.
Xingchen also followed behind the two of them and walked over together.
Wen Tong couldn't hold on anymore. Chen Sihan helped her, and she reluctantly stood up.
Before he had taken two steps, his legs went weak and his slender body almost fell.
It was Xingchen's quick eyesight and quick hands that helped her in time. Regardless of whether she wanted to or not, he stretched out his long arms and hugged her sideways.
When the group of people left the house, they saw an eye-catching Maybach parked outside the door.
Beichenxiao was leaning against the car door, smoking.
He was wearing a simple casual suit, without even a tie, and the shirt at the collar was loose and spread out, giving him a sexy look.
He didn't expect to meet Wen Tong here. Obviously, he was very surprised.
The narrow eyes narrowed slightly, exuding a bit of frightening luster.
She was actually being held by another man.
Almost without thinking, he opened his long legs and strode over.
Xingchen felt a dark shadow flash in front of him, and the weight on his arms suddenly became lighter. When he regained consciousness, the person in his arms had been snatched away.
Without saying anything, the man picked up Wen Tong and walked to the car not far away.
Opening the door, blocking people in, and driving are all done in one continuous movement.
It wasn't until the car was far away that the group of people suddenly came back to their senses.
The three of them almost said in unison, "President."
As artists of Beixing Orange Entertainment, Chen Sihan and Xingchen will definitely know their big boss.
But when the big boss robbed people on the street in broad daylight, they were a little confused.
The action of Wen Tong being thrown down by him was a little rough. She gasped and coughed repeatedly, which caused the injury on her chest and she couldn't help but inhale.
Bei Chenxiao wanted to fasten her seat belt, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, she said, "Don't move, it hurts."
Only then did he realize that her face was pale and almost colorless.
The man who was still roasted by jealousy suddenly softened his expression and asked nervously: "What's wrong?"
"I was scalded by boiling water." Wen Tong answered briefly, and at the same time, she weakly closed her eyes.
Only then did Bei Chenxiao feel that something was wrong. He was only scalded by boiling water, so he didn't even have the strength to speak.
He stepped on the accelerator and quickly ran to the villa on the beach. At the same time, he dialed Yan Yixia's number.
Yan Yixia threw everything she could at hand towards the man in front of her.
"Duan Lingfeng, you bastard, you are a son of a bitch, I will make sure you have no descendants."
The man put on his pants unhurriedly, his wheat-colored skin looked sexy and seductive under the dim light, his face had an indifferent expression, and his slender eyes revealed a hint of contempt.
Behind him, a naked woman hugged his lean waist tightly in fear. Although her hands were trembling, the expression on her face was full of the joy of a winner.
"Get out, get out of here." Yan Yixia threw a slipper over, but Duan Lingfeng grabbed it with one hand. He said coldly, "You are the one who wants to get out."
"Duan Lingfeng, if you have the ability, say it again..." Yan Yixia's voice was trembling.
Duan Lingfeng gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I said, you are the one who wants to get out."
Yan Yixia rushed over, but Duan Lingfeng grabbed her arm and threw her onto the bed.
The woman on the bed screamed, wrapped herself in a quilt and jumped down, hiding behind the man.
Yan Yixia curled up on the quilt, unable to cry or shout out. There was still the smell of lust on the quilt. She could imagine how intense they were just now.
The Yan Yixia in the eyes huddled pitifully on the bed, her little body curled up into a ball.
Duan Lingfeng suddenly felt furious.
He yelled at the woman beside him who was still holding him tightly, "Get out of here, get out of here."
The woman had a look of disbelief on her face, but faced with his horrifying expression, she still cried, put on her clothes and left unwillingly.
Duan Lingfeng rushed forward and started tearing Yan Yixia's clothes.
She screamed and struggled, but she couldn't resist his strength.
He entered her brutally and forcefully.
She hit his shoulder hard, biting out blood marks on his body, and his messy hair flew in the air like ink.
He changed his position and slammed in hard.
She hit him with all her strength and scolded him, but he remained silent and only knew how to attack cruelly.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally finished venting on her.
She stood up without any attachment, got dressed, and threw a thin quilt on the ground onto her half-naked body.
"Yan Yixia, it's over between us." He slammed the door and left without looking back. His breath was still echoing in the air.
Yan Yixia lay on the white quilt, tears streaming down her face silently.
When the phone rang, she didn't want to answer it, but when she saw Beichenxiao's name, she picked it up anyway.
"Yan Yixia, come to my house, you are limited to ten minutes."
Just as he was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly heard Yan Yixia's roar, "Beichen Xiao, go to hell. I don't owe you anything. Why do you come and leave at the slightest call?"
Beichen Xiao was stunned.
Did this girl have her head caught in the door? How dare she yell at him on the phone?
What's more important is that since Wen Tong left, she has never been to his beachside villa. Why can't she come and go at a moment's notice?
However, he quickly reacted and said in a deep tone, "Duan Lingfeng provoked you again?"
Yan Yixia cried indulgently and said in a heavy nasal voice: "We are finished. I don't want him anymore. Damn it, I hate him to death."
Beichenxiao gritted his teeth and said, "Come here first and I'll take care of him for you."
"How are you going to clean it up?"
"Don't worry about this. Just put on your clothes first."
Yan Yixia suddenly yelled, "Beichen Xiao, you are not a fucking human being. You men are all equally dirty and can only do that kind of thing. I curse you..."
Beichen Xiao wisely hung up the phone.
Wen Tong turned to look at him, "It's not that serious, just apply some burn ointment and it will be fine."
He said, shut up.
The pain was so painful that my teeth and mouth were cracked, but I still said it was not serious.
In her eyes, what is serious?
He sat down next to her and reached out to unbutton her clothes.
Wen Tong's eyes widened in shock, her hands tightly protecting her collar.
"Beichen Xiao, what are you doing?"
In that way, he seemed to be looking forward to death.
Beichen Xiao easily pulled her hand away and said in a nonchalant manner: "Is there anything on you that I haven't seen?"
Wen Tong's face suddenly turned red, as if it were a cooked shrimp.
It is not difficult to imagine that they seemed to have had a relationship during the time they had been together.
Suddenly, a bold idea came into my mind.
If they really had a physical relationship, would Ding Ding...
The woman in front of her stared at her with copper bell-like eyes, and her dark pupils shone with a strange light, as if she was about to dissect him on the spot.
Even when he unbuttoned her clothes and exposed the black bra underneath, she still had no idea.
I saw that the originally delicate skin had been burned red and had many small blisters.
Bei Chenxiao's heart seemed to be pinched by something, and it hurt.