Ms. Qiao is proud of being favored

"Save you? No one can save you today!"

The man grinned in pain, covered his mouth and chased after Qiao Xuan.

Qiao Xuan swung her high heels and moved forward desperately. She must not be caught, she must not!
There was a sudden pain in her shoulder, and a force pulled Qiao Xuan back. She staggered and fell to the ground.

"what!"

Qiao Xuan screamed, a stabbing pain came from her wrist, Qiao Xuan groaned, and before she recovered, she suddenly felt a pain in her head.

The man grabbed her hair and cursed drunkenly: "Bitch! You still want to run?"

Qiao Xuan was forced to raise her head, and looked at the person in front of her eyes blurred with tears. She shrank her neck and said with a sob: "Big brothers, I really didn't mean it."

She can't fall into the hands of these people, is there anyone who can save her...

The man smiled obscenely, and poked his hand into Qiao Xuan's clothes.

At this moment, a younger brother next to him whispered: "Brother, this chick seemed to be calling Wen Shao's name just now."

Little smell?

The man paused, "Hahaha, with your looks, Young Master Wen has a crush on you?"

The man spat, stuck it into Qiao Xuan's ear, and said wretchedly, "Instead of asking Wen Jingting, you might as well beg Grandpa and I will take good care of you later."

Qiao Xuan tightened her neck, trembling uncontrollably, but she pretended to be calm and said: "I am Young Master Wen's woman, if you touch me, Young Master Wen will not let you go!"

"He even fucked his nose! Even if Wen Shao is here today, I will still fuck you."

After the man finished laughing, he grabbed Qiao Xuan and dragged her towards the car.

Qiao Xuan closed her eyes in despair. Could it be that she really couldn't escape?
At this moment, a noble voice suddenly came.

"It's a big tone. I want to see how you want to touch my woman."

Hearing this voice, Qiao Xuan suddenly opened her eyes. Under the neon lights, Wen Jingting walked towards her from the door of the clubhouse with his hands in his pockets and his slender legs.

"Jing Ting..."

Qiao Xuan's eyes became hot, and she tightened her body, not wanting him to see her in such a mess.

Wen Jingting suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Are you still coming?"

The man quickly let go of his hand when he heard the words, and said respectfully: "Young Master Wen, you misunderstood, even if your people gave me a hundred courage, I wouldn't dare to move."

After finishing speaking, the man did not forget to take a step back and distance himself from Qiao Xuan.

Qiao Xuan lowered her head and moved towards Wen Jingting anxiously.

Suddenly, Wen Jingting grabbed Qiao Xuan into his arms with a big hand, and said sarcastically, "Why, you just got off my bed and you can't wait to find someone else?"

"I, I didn't..."

Qiao Xuan shook her head aggrievedly, her tears could no longer be controlled, and shed tears.

Wen Jingting glanced at her coldly, then looked at the man, "Why, are you still waiting for me to ask you to leave?"

When the man heard this, his face paled instantly, and he hurriedly left with his men.

Just as the man turned around, Wen Jingting's ruthless voice came from behind him again, "However, since you touched my woman, why don't you apologize?"

The man paused, gritted his teeth, turned around, lowered his head, and knelt down with a 'plop'.

"sorry."

The man's subordinates looked at it, and immediately knelt down.

In the whole city A, who doesn't know Wen Shao's temper, if he offends Wen Shao, it will be difficult for them to get along in city A in the future.

Wen Jingting didn't look sideways, turned around and left with Qiao Xuan in his arms.