After rebirth, she doesn't lick, and the boss Kuku slaps her in the face

"I... was wrong... was wrong. Please be magnanimous... I kneel down before you..."

The yellow-haired man's body swayed, and he fell to his knees with a plop. His trembling voice stopped abruptly because the man made a gesture to him to keep quiet.

He quickly covered his mouth, not daring to make any sound.

The man was still approaching, holding an iron rod, with the veins around his forearms exposed.

Even though Huangmao was kneeling, his legs couldn't stop shaking.

He couldn’t beat her, couldn’t!

The man finally walked up to the yellow-haired man, lowered his head with a pair of cold eyes, and then pressed the end of the iron rod heavily against his throat.

In a voice that only the two of them could hear, he asked, "Did she hit you?"

Huangmao didn't understand why the man asked this, thinking that anyone with enough brains could see that he was the victim.

Having said that, he didn't dare to answer like that.

Huangmao's heart was pounding and he felt like he was about to be scared to death.

He didn't dare to hide anything from the man and nodded heavily, "Yes... yes."

"She has a good temper. What did you say?"

Huangmao understood what this meant. It meant that the woman had a good temper and he had offended her because of what he said.

Is that woman good-tempered?

He just said "God knows nothing, ghosts know nothing", but she got furious, her eyes became sharp, and she hit him on the head three times.

Three times!

Are you sure she has a good temper?

While the yellow-haired man was daydreaming, the man became increasingly impatient and pressed the iron rod against his throat even harder, making it even more difficult for him to breathe.

"Let me tell you, are you coveting her body?"

The man pronounced the last few words very clearly and suddenly raised the corner of his lip.

Huangmao's face turned pale.

Could you please stop laughing at this time?

It gives people a chilling illusion!

At this point, Huangmao didn't dare to answer "yes" and just shook his head desperately.

I was thinking desperately, didn’t that woman call the police?

Why haven’t the police arrived yet?

Is she reliable?

Can she report it again?

He doesn't want to die...

"Really? Then let's see whether you are tough-mouthed or tough-minded."

The man's voice was very soft, but it made Huangmao's scalp tingle.

The iron rod hit his body and it hurt. He knew that he was a wise man and nodded immediately, "I... I said..."

Tan Yan's face was gloomy. He moved the iron rod away and threw it aside.

He raised his hand and grabbed the yellow hair that looked like dry grass, and said in a low voice, "It just so happens that I'm in a bad mood, so you have to suffer a little."

Yellow-haired: “???”

You're going to be beaten anyway, why are you pretending to ask!

……

A few minutes later, sirens were heard from the alley and footsteps were getting closer and closer.

When Jiang Ximeng and the boy were escaping, they were almost at the alley entrance. The police came in a few steps away and saw the people inside at a glance.

"Who is fighting?" There were seven or eight police officers on the scene, their voices were majestic.

Only then did Tan Yan let go of the yellow-haired man with blood all over his face, and rubbed the blood on his hands on him with some disgust.

Huangmao was an old acquaintance in the police station. The police recognized him at a glance. Without saying a word, they pinned down the gangsters and put silver bracelets on them one by one.

Not only Huangmao, but also Tan Yan was recognized.

"Mr. Tan?" a police officer greeted him tentatively.

This person is a legendary figure in their S city. He had also seen him on the news and was a little unsure.

But judging by what the man was wearing and the ridiculously expensive watch on his wrist, it should be correct.

Tan Yan nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

Then he straightened his bloodstained sleeves without changing his expression.

"Mr. Tan?"

Mr. Tan from Hengyu?

The yellow-haired man who was pinned to the ground widened his eyes, wondering what kind of person he had offended!

Oh my God, it's a good thing the police arrived in time, otherwise he would have died without anyone knowing.

"Why did you fight? And how did you get injured?"

This question was asked by the policeman who was holding down Huangmao.

The yellow-haired man barely lifted his scarred eyelids and secretly glanced at the calm man.

He shook his head decisively, "I was the one who initiated the fight, and I got hurt by falling!"

The policeman frowned and glanced at the gravel and scars on the yellow-haired man's face. Based on experience, this situation should be caused by multiple impacts with the ground.

To ensure rigor, he asked again, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!" Huangmao answered without any hesitation.

How dare he say that it was Mr. Tan who beat him!

He will be secretly executed then...

Soon, Huangmao and his companions were taken into the police car.

Tan Yan asked Li Yang, who knew nothing about the matter, to go and take a statement.

Li Yang: “…”

Can someone tell him what to do!

Fortunately, he was just going through the motions, so it wasn't a big deal.

After everyone left, Jiang Ximeng handed the coat to Tan Yan like a dog, "Thank you, Mr. Tan, for rescuing me. I'll dust off your coat for you."

Tan Yan didn't answer. He glanced at her, very dissatisfied, "Just a thank you?"

"I also..." I even picked up clothes for you!

To be honest, Tan Yan really helped a lot this time.

If he hadn't come, who knows what would have happened between her and the boy now.

"How about...I treat you to a meal?" Jiang Ximeng asked tentatively.

"I'm not hungry."

Jiang Ximeng: "..."

"What should I do?"

For a moment, Jiang Ximeng was at a loss.

Tan Yan suddenly reached out his bloodless hand into Jiang Ximeng's arms.

The latter was startled and quickly took two steps back.

He continued to move forward until his index finger hooked the corner of the clothes, then he leaned forward slightly and said, "Promise me one thing."

Jiang Ximeng subconsciously grabbed her clothes tightly, she didn't want to agree!

A calm voice came from above her head, "Jiang Ximeng, it's just a small matter, what are you afraid of?"

Are you kidding? What does she have to be afraid of?

Use provocation to provoke her?

She is not a child anymore, does she really think it will work?

"Okay, I promise you!"

Jiang Ximeng: ...Woo woo woo...It works!

Putting the coat on his arm, Tan Yan glanced at the time.

"We have to go back to the company."

Jiang Ximeng nodded, then turned and looked at the boy who had kept his head down and remained silent the entire time.

She asked the boy several times why he was bullied, but to no avail. He looked only twelve or thirteen years old, and she didn't know whether he was threatened or scared, but he refused to say a word.

Helplessly, she could only remind him, "No one will come down from the sky to save you when you are dying. All we can do is save ourselves."

The only one who can save us from trouble is ourselves.

The boy's bloodstained lips opened and closed, hesitated for a few times, and slowly uttered, "Thank you..."

Jiang Ximeng rubbed his head.

Tan Yan stared at her quietly. For some reason, her expression was heavier than ever when she said this, as if she had experienced something even worse...

The noble Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance of the alley and waited. The two got in and the car disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The boy stared at the alley and the street for a long, long time...

in the car.

Tan Yan put his coat on the armrest and stroked it unconsciously with his palm.

Under normal circumstances, he would definitely throw away clothes that fell on the ground, let alone those thrown on the dirty alley.

But this one...she had held it.

How could he bear to throw it away?

A lot of time was wasted in the alley. Now the morning rush hour has passed and the vehicle is driving smoothly into the bustling main street.

Tan Yan raised all the curtains and spoke casually, "Tell me what you promised me."

Jiang Ximeng was stunned, a little reluctant, "Say it now?"

She thought she could delay it.

What if we delay until she resigns? Then the matter will be resolved from a big thing to a small one.

Tan Yan looked towards her and said without question, "Of course."

I knew Jiang Ximeng was going to cheat, luckily he mentioned it earlier.

He had been thinking about this question since the moment she agreed.

What should I ask her to promise?

Stop brewing such strong coffee and tea?

Or look at him more?

Or maybe Duoduo came into his office?

A lot, a lot...

But these cannot be said so far.

Jiang Ximeng was hurt by his previous "indifference" and didn't want to get close to him anymore.

It doesn’t matter, let’s change him this time.