Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

Zhong Dingguo was so angry that he flipped the table and said angrily, "I know you hold a grudge about what happened more than ten years ago, but that's all in the past. Now you're just watching the fun. Are you willing to wait until something bad happens to the Zhong family?"

past?

Zhong Zeshan sneered in his heart.

No, it will never pass.

Would his good brother also feel sad?

Zhong Shaoyang's stroke of genius was an unexpected surprise.

The real sadness is yet to come!

He hoped that his good brother could taste this pain for the rest of his life.

This is the retribution he deserves!

With the corners of his lips raised, Zhong Zeshan did not try to hide his gloating. He stood up and said with a smile: "Since Big Brother thinks I am in the way, then I will not be here to cause trouble for Big Brother."

"Anyway..."

He glanced meaningfully at the stage, then chuckled and said, "I don't think this engagement party can go on any longer."

"roll!"

Zhong Dingguo was furious and grabbed the red wine bottle and threw it over.

"boom!"

With a crisp sound of shattering, the red wine bottle fell at Zhong Zeshan's feet.

Large amounts of red wine spread out, like thick blood.

Looking at the crimson, Zhong Zeshan curled his lips meaningfully and turned away.

On the stage, Zhong Shaoyang took a deep breath, grabbed the microphone, looked down, and raised his voice: "Right now, I just want to ask one person a question."

Ruan Xingchen, who was watching the fun, suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Huo Yan's face also darkened as he stared at the stage with bloodthirsty eyes.

"Ruan Xingchen, I regret it. Can you give me another chance?"

Zhong Shaoyang knelt on one knee, holding the roses prepared for the engagement in his arms, and said affectionately: "I have always loved you. But my parents' coercion and your indifference made me confused for a moment..."

"I know I've done a lot of wrong things. Can you forgive me and give me another chance? I know you love me too."

Tears fell, and he choked up, "We clearly love each other, so why can't we be together because of worldly reasons? Are you willing to break through all obstacles with me, leave here, and live a life that belongs to us both?"

The more sincere he spoke, the paler Li Mian's face became.

Every affectionate confession he made was like a slap in her face.

He said that he loved Ruan Xingchen from the beginning to the end, so what about her?

She seemed like a joke.

Ruan Xingchen, this is the woman!

Ever since this woman appeared, her life has become a mess.

Zhong Shaoyang's eyes are always on this woman, and now he is willing to give up everything just to be with this woman.

Why?! She's just a bitch from the ghetto!

Li Mian bit his lips tightly, his face looking ferocious.

But at this time, no one had time to pay attention to her expression.

Amid the crowd's exclamations, Huo Yan suddenly stood up and strode onto the stage with a sullen face.

His face was sinister and cold, and he walked forward with two steps at a time, his long legs emitting an icy aura.

"Huo, Mr. Huo..."

Holding the microphone tightly, Zhong Shaoyang's face turned pale, but he still insisted: "A forced melon is not sweet. Everyone in the circle knows that you and Han Xing have no feelings for each other... Now that you are well, it's time to let her go free."

Who in the circle doesn't understand that a girl from the slums, even with the title of Ruan family's daughter, can marry Huo Yan?

Someone was taking advantage of Huo Yan's lame leg to deliberately humiliate him.

It's strange that they didn't become enemies. Could there really be any emotional basis?

"Let her go free?"

Huo Yan pursed his thin lips and stared at him coldly. Suddenly he raised his foot and kicked him.

"I think you're dreaming!"

He showed no mercy and kicked Zhong Shaoyang in the face.

Zhong Shaoyang cried out in pain, fell to the ground, and bumped into a decorative flower basket.

Li Mian covered her mouth and screamed, "Brother Shaoyang, are you okay?!"

"My wife, is she someone that anyone can covet?"

Without stopping there, Huo Yan stepped on Zhong Shaoyang's face and sneered, "Since Madam has married into the Huo family, she belongs to the Huo family. You think you can snatch her from me?"

The table was covered with a red carpet, so it wasn't too cold.

However, Zhong Shaoyang felt a chill in his heart.

Looking at Huo Yan's bloodthirsty and cold face, his hands were shaking, his face was pale, and he felt ashamed and timid.

He was afraid of this man.

He rolled his eyes with difficulty and met a pair of dark eyes filled with contempt.

It seemed that in his eyes, he was not even a love rival.

"Do you think that just because you are rich and powerful, you can have everything?"

Jealousy, anger and shame mixed together and turned into a wild beast that had lost its reins.

Struggling to break free from his restraints, Zhong Shaoyang climbed up and roared, "The one Han Xing likes is me! The one who should be with her is also me! If it weren't for you, today would be our engagement party!"

"She belongs to me!"

With a crazy roar, Zhong Shaoyang clenched his fists and punched Huo Yan desperately.

The microphone fell to the ground and a harsh sound came from the speaker.

Hearing his arrogant words, Huo Yan's face turned cold. He grabbed Zhong Shaoyang's collar with his big hand and punched him like a torrential rain.

Soon, Zhong Shaoyang was beaten into a puddle of mud and fell on the stage with blood all over his face.

"No one can take my wife away from me."

Squatting down, Huo Yan pulled at his collar, his dark eyes filled with cruelty: "Don't let me hear your nonsense again, or don't blame me for being rude!"

The depths of his eyes were like the sea in a thunderstorm, with raging waves and murderous intent.

Zhong Shaoyang's pupils shrank.

Just as the two men were confronting each other, the crisp sound of high heels was heard.

Elegant and calm, walking through the chaos, as if with a special rhythm.

Following the voice, Ruan Xingchen walked onto the stage gracefully and looked down at the two men.

Her long eyelashes drooped, casting a small shadow on her porcelain-white cheek, making it impossible to guess her emotions.

"Han Xing..."

Zhong Shaoyang's eyes showed hope, and he looked at her expectantly: "I know I was wrong. Can you believe in my love now? You, are you here to promise me?"

The big hand suddenly tightened, and Huo Yan suddenly felt that he had been too gentle just now.

I couldn't help but clench my fists and fight again.

"Mr. Huo!"

Lin Rou couldn't help but scream, looking at her embarrassed son with both heartache and anger, crying and rushing over, "Enough, stop hitting me! If you continue, someone will die!"

She felt hatred and pain in her heart. She looked up at Ruan Xingchen, wishing she could skin her alive.

It's all because of this bitch! This vixen!

If she hadn't been flirting with other men all the time, how could things have turned out like this?

Damn!