What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

Looking at Jiang Shaoming's angry face, He Yue took a deep breath and spoke.

"Jiang Shaoming, let me go, and don't hurt your wife."

He Yue meant this sincerely.

This remark angered Jiang Shaoming. He took a step in front of He Yue, and the pungent smell of tobacco enveloped He Yue.

"Whether I get married or not, you are my woman." Jiang Shaoming held He Yue's chin with his broad palm, forcing her to look into his eyes. "He Yue, we have been together for ten years, and you still want to use the word let go. Isn't that too harsh?"

There were many women around him, but in the past ten years, he only kept Heyue. However, in Heyue's eyes, these women were worthless.

Jiang Shaoming didn't wait for He Yue's answer, but saw the disgust in her eyes. He sneered: "Don't you forget that it was you who chased me and knelt on the ground begging me to accept you. Now you want me to let you go? Ha, ridiculous."

He Yue shook off his hand fiercely and took a step back to distance herself from him: "Jiang Shaoming, have you ever thought about what would happen if your fiancée knew about you and me?"

"Go ahead, go tell her!" Jiang Shaoming confidently pointed his chin towards the door, his fingertips blushed and dropped hot ash, "You may not even be able to see her, you will be thrown out by the Chu family's security guards!"

I didn't expect Jiang Shaoming to be so shameless.

"Jiang Shaoming, how you torture me is my business, but you can't involve others." He Yue said and turned around and wanted to leave.

Jiang Shaoming's expression suddenly turned ugly. He strode forward and blocked He Yue's way with his body, warning her sternly: "He Yue, if you insist on breaking off relations with me, I will call the police immediately."

The word "call the police" was emphasized, He Yue's eyelashes trembled, and her watery eyes were filled with anger that was difficult to suppress.

Seeing He Yue's hesitation, Jiang Shaoming understood that she was wavering, even though she was so reluctant.

In any case, he won the argument. Jiang Shaoming smiled, and as vicious as ever, he put out the burning cigarette on He Yue's shoulder.

The hot cigarette butt quickly burned a hole in her clothes, overlapping the scar left before. He Yue subconsciously wanted to escape, but Jiang Shaoming bent over and grabbed her.

The two people made too much noise, attracting a lot of people's attention, but everyone only dared to peek and no one dared to stop Jiang Shaoming's abuse.

He Yue was shackled in Jiang Shaoming's arms, the fallen cigarette butts burned the back of her hands, and the heat tore her delicate skin. She was obviously used to this kind of pain, but she couldn't help but want to cry in the eyes of everyone watching the show.

"Jiang Shaoming..."

Seeing He Yue angry, Jiang Shaoming became even more excited. He forced He Yue's body close to him, and their disorderly breathing intertwined.

"How did Chen Song die ten years ago? You know the murderer, right? Do you need me to call the police for you and let you lead the police to arrest the murderer?"

Jiang Shaoming's words made He Yue stop struggling.

"Despicable!" He Yue's voice became shrill because of fear.

Under the influence of alcohol, Jiang Shaoming grabbed He Yue's neck and slowly withdrew his strength. His delicate and distorted face made He Yue feel a chill in her heart, but her brain could not think too much because her thoughts fell into chaos due to lack of oxygen.

"Heyue, I have kept this secret for you for ten years. You can't and shouldn't leave me!"

Before Jiang Shaoming could finish his words of reproach, the floor-to-ceiling window behind him made a loud bang, which instantly swallowed up the noisy music and brought Jiang Shaoming back to his senses in time.

His hand loosened and He Yue fell to the ground. The sudden influx of fresh air choked her and made her eyes tear up.

She followed the voice and looked up at the figure standing against the light outside the French window, her lips moving until the man walked in front of the stunned Jiang Shaoming. Only then did she swallow the name that had almost come out of her mouth.

She didn't know this woman.

The woman who suddenly appeared was wearing a slim red dress that outlined her perfect figure. She tucked her wavy hair behind her ears as she walked. Her thin jawbone and bright red lips added a lot of momentum to the woman.

Jiang Shaoming tried hard to identify the woman's appearance, but the sunglasses she wore covered almost half of her face, and he couldn't recognize anything.

"Where did you come from?"

Jiang Shaoming couldn't figure out the identity of the woman in front of him. He had no romantic debts that he couldn't get rid of. All the beauties he met in the past ten years were dealt with by just spending some money.

What's more, he wanted to marry into the Chu family, and his father had long ago ordered him to cut off all ties with questionable women.

Except for He Yue who was forced to stay by his side.

Jiang Shaoming thought about it, could it be his fiancée's family? Now that they know about He Yue's existence, they come to him to find trouble?

After all, it is a family marriage, not to mention that the Chu family has deeper roots in the capital, so Jiang Shaoming couldn't be too disrespectful to them.

He pressed his dizzy head and pulled the corner of his mouth: "Is it Yaoyao's sister? I heard that you are very busy in the United States and will not come back until the day of your wedding. How come you are back suddenly?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the audience heard the woman curse loudly.

"Come back your sister, scumbag!"

"Snapped!"

The extremely crisp and loud slap stunned Jiang Shaoming and frightened everyone else.

Seeing the slap mark immediately appearing on his face, He Yue couldn't help but cover her mouth, but suddenly she felt a strong admiration for the woman's back.

"Listen to me, scumbag. From today on, He Yue has nothing to do with you!" The woman skillfully took out Jiang Shaoming's phone, entered the password, and deleted He Yue's contact information. All the actions were done in one go, as if they had been rehearsed many times before.

The woman raised her eyebrows, looked at the stunned Jiang Shaoming, smiled sweetly and raised her hand.

Before Jiang Shaoming could react, he saw his cell phone falling from a high altitude and breaking into pieces at his feet.

"He Yue, who the hell are you?" Jiang Shaoming was annoyed and sober. He took out all his anger on He Yue. He was about to kick her to vent his anger, but the woman blocked him by moving sideways.

"Ignore him." The woman was very gentle to He Yue. She bent down, helped He Yue up and was about to leave.

Jiang Shaoming behind him threatened unwillingly: "Heyue, if you dare to leave, just try it! Do you believe me..."

"Shut up!"

Even though the woman was wearing sunglasses, Jiang Shaoming still felt like he was being glared at viciously, but his threat was clearly effective on He Yue, as she brushed away the woman's hand that was supporting her.

"Heyue." The woman looked at her in disbelief.

Watching He Yue walk towards Jiang Shaoming step by step, Jiang Shaoming tilted his head and looked at the woman provocatively, as if to say: What should I do? It was He Yue who wanted to rely on him.

"Bitch." The woman cursed Jiang Shaoming and called out to He Yue again.

"Heyue, I know the truth about Chen Song's death ten years ago."