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

Ruan Xingchen's chest was filled with boundless anger, which almost burned her sanity away.

The culprit, however, had a smile on his face.

Even after being slapped mercilessly by her, he still had a smile on his face and clapped his hands happily.

As if she didn't feel any pain, Fan Wanqing smiled so hard that her eyes curved up. She clapped her hands and said happily, "I am Brother Chen's bride. I am Brother Chen's bride... I have grown up, and Brother Chen is here to marry me!"

"Snapped!"

Ruan Xingchen's eyes were filled with terrifying cruelty, and he raised his hand and slapped him again.

Her eyes were red, and she said sternly, "Fan Wanqing! Speak to me properly!"

Fan Wanqing's expression left her with no place to vent her anger, it was like a punch hitting cotton.

The indescribable feeling of powerlessness made her mood even worse.

Fan Wanqing acted as if she couldn't hear anything. She smiled and kept muttering to herself, repeating the same two sentences over and over again.

She was wearing a gorgeous white wedding dress and had an innocent and bright smile on her face. At first glance, she had a unique kind of beauty.

Ignoring the dirt on her body and the slap marks on her face, she was like a bride happily waiting to be married, full of anticipation and joy.

Ruan Xingchen only felt angry.

As the murderer, Fan Wanqing showed no remorse or guilt at all, and was pretending to be crazy and stupid, which made it impossible for her to accept.

The string of reason in her head seemed to break all of a sudden.

She clenched her long, beautiful knuckles into fists, her eyes red, and punches rained down.

"You like playing dumb, don't you? That's a human life, do you think you can get away with it by playing dumb? You like to laugh, I'll let you laugh to your heart's content!"

Punch after punch, without any mercy.

Until her palm was wrapped by a warm big palm.

Ruan Xingchen suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, he looked over coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Let go!"

I bumped into a pair of deep black eyes.

Huo Yan's eyes are a rare pure black. This kind of pupil color usually appears in newborn babies, giving them a unique sense of clarity and transparency.

However, he does not remind people of a child, but more like a deep, dark ocean, an unfathomable abyss, looking at him has a sense of danger of losing oneself.

And now, these eyes are calm, without any ripples.

Looking at her steadily, Huo Yan said in a soft voice, "Madam, that's enough. Stop hitting me."

Fan Wanqing is now so thin that she is just a skeleton. If she continues to be beaten, people can't help but feel terrified and wonder if she will just fall apart.

What's more, the police car had already arrived, and several police officers jumped out of the car and surrounded them.

Ruan Xingchen's breathing became a little rapid, and his heated head gradually cooled down under Huo Yan's gaze.

She pursed her delicate red lips, slowly released her grip on Fan Wanqing's hand, and straightened her body.

He didn't say anything, nor did he continue to fight. Instead, he walked silently back to Xia Xinyi's side, squatted down and quietly looked at her silent cheek.

She didn't say a word, but her eyes, which could speak, were filled with anger and sadness.

Huo Yan couldn't help but walk over with a distressed look on his face, put his arm around her shoulders, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, Madam. We will definitely seek justice for her."

Ruan Xingchen's lips were pressed into a straight line, and he just nodded silently after hearing this.

There was a thin layer of light in the clear eyes.

"Ouch, it hurts! Don't hit Wanqing! Don't hit Wanqing!"

There was silence on their side, but on the other side Fan Wanqing became noisy.

She cried like a little child, hiding behind the police officer with tears streaming down her face.

It was as if he had been beaten outside and went home to look for his parents.

Seeing her like this, several police officers exchanged glances, their hearts skipped a beat, and without saying anything, they took her to the police car.

Then a police officer walked up to the two of them, looked at the blood on the ground, sighed silently, and said hesitantly in a low voice: "Mr. Huo, Ms. Ruan...you still need to cooperate with us for a while."

Someone died, it's not a small case.

Huo Yan looked at Ruan Xingchen silently, with worry in his eyes.

Ruan Xingchen did not react excessively. Her white fingertips lifted a little hair on the side of Xia Xinyi's face and helped her tidy it up.

He looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to remember her thoroughly in his heart, then he straightened up with an expressionless face and said, "Let's go!"

Xia Xinyi's body will be taken away by the police and temporarily frozen, and a group of people will go to the police station to take a statement.

There were clear cameras on the street where the accident happened, which recorded the entire process, so there is no need to elaborate on what happened.

The only problem is that Fan Wanqing is crazy.

He is truly crazy, immersed in his own world like a madman, with the IQ of a seven or eight-year-old.

I only remember that I wanted to be Huo Yan's bride, and I kept muttering about wanting to see my parents.

Upon hearing this news, Ruan Xingchen's face suddenly turned cold, a dangerous storm swept across his eyes, and he looked extremely cold.