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

"Old man, when are you going to pay me back?!"

There was a hint of ferocity hidden in the fierce voice. The man, who was wearing a short-sleeved floral shirt and looked like a gangster, raised his hand and pushed the figure in the middle hard.

He spat fiercely and cursed angrily, "It's so hot, I don't have time to waste with you. If you don't give me money, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

As he said that, he pushed the man hard again and sneered, "Hurry up and return the money!"

Ruan Xingchen, who was already in a bad mood, frowned and looked over coldly.

This clearly looked like a debt collection company, but the man in the floral shirt's attitude was so arrogant and aggressive that it inevitably made people feel uncomfortable.

"I, I don't have any money now."

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded.

Even in such an embarrassing situation, his voice still had a gentle and unhurried tone, and it was difficult to arouse disgust at his slow pace.

He smiled, bent his broad shoulders, and whispered, "You know our family situation, so please give me a few more days. I will definitely..."

Ruan Xingchen was slightly stunned and subconsciously looked up.

The man, surrounded by a group of strong men who looked tough, only showed his back with his head down, his clothes were washed white, and his shoulders were slightly hunched.

No matter how you look at it, he looks a bit embarrassed.

"What's wrong ma'am?"

Huo Yan, who was holding a large black umbrella beside her, noticed her distraction and looked over.

His voice was calm as he asked, "Madam, do you know him?"

Ruan Xingchen shook his head and said in a daze: "No, I don't know him."

But this voice and back figure really sounded like the middle-aged man I accidentally bumped into before.

Ruan Xingchen's eyebrows moved slightly.

"How many days will I give you?"

The man in the flowered shirt suddenly laughed.

He raised his hand and patted the middle-aged man's cheek with an extremely contemptuous attitude.

Before the man could react, the smile on his face turned into cruelty in an instant, and he raised his fist and hit the man hard in the stomach.

"boom!"

The sound of fists hitting flesh was so sharp that it made one's teeth ache. The man in the flowered shirt grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and cursed viciously: "Old man, you still dare to ask for a few days' grace? Where do you get the nerve to do that? With your poor appearance, you won't have the money to pay back the debt even if I give you a few days' grace!"

"You old loser, if you don't pay me today, I'll break your legs!"

He spitted and clenched his fist, intending to smash it directly on the middle-aged man's head: "You delay it for two days today and two days tomorrow, and I'm playing house with you here?!"

The middle-aged man covered his stomach and closed his eyes in despair.

He was just an ordinary middle-aged man. Facing such a large group of strong men, he had no power to fight back.

He can only passively wait for the pain to come. Who made him so poor that he couldn't pay back the debt with the interest soaring every day?

However, the expected pain did not come, and a cold female voice came to his ears.

"He's old enough to be your father. Do you know what politeness is?"

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I was attracted by was a pair of hands.

The extreme white, cold white skin is crystal clear and flawless, and seems to be transparent in the sun.

The joints are well-proportioned and the knuckles are long and beautiful, like noble and fragile objects displayed in a window.

The wrist was so slender that one would suspect that it was just a layer of tiny bones.

However, it was this beautiful hand that firmly grasped the man's muscular arm, holding his fist in mid-air, making him unable to move.

Following the arms upwards, there is a black long skirt wrapped around the graceful figure. The girl with bright looks is sharp and imposing, and her whole body is filled with a cold aura.

Just one look at it and you can't help but fall in love with it.

It looks cold and noble, far away and untouchable.

The man in the flowered shirt who hit the man was also stunned. He looked at him stupidly for a long time before his face suddenly turned into anger.

"You bitch, this is none of your business, don't meddle in other people's business!"

He tried to pull his hand back viciously, wanting to scare the person away with his fist.

She was just a thin and pretty little girl, and he didn't need to use all his strength. He could make her cry with just one finger.

If you don't have the ability to meddle in other people's affairs, you shouldn't force yourself to do so.

The man in the flowered shirt sneered, his face full of cruelty and contempt as he exerted force with his arms and pulled back.

Didn't move.

The muscles in his arms bulged, and he pulled back again with force in despair.

Still no movement.

The arm remained motionless, as if it were welded.

He looked up at Ruan Xingchen in disbelief, but saw that she still had the same expression as usual, looking at him coldly, and lightly controlling his arm as if she was suppressing an ant.

How can this be?

The man in the flowered shirt widened his eyes slightly, refusing to admit that he was actually suppressed by a beautiful woman.

He clenched his teeth tightly, his masseter muscles bulged, and even the veins on his arms bulged. He pulled back hard.

Still no movement.

It’s evil!

The man in the flowered shirt bared his teeth fiercely and shouted at Ruan Xingchen angrily, "You bitch, let me go! I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, or else don't blame me for being rude!"