You have Bai Yueguang, why are you in such a hurry when I choose a male model?

"The relationship between you and Miss Bai Jin has long been broken. Do you think it's fun to tease her here?" Fu Nanfeng rarely showed any thoughts.

Because he couldn't let this man speak carelessly. If that happened, Miss Bai Jin's reputation would be ruined, and Bu Ci's reputation would also be ruined.

And they are best friends, so I won’t be sad if I don’t say anything.

"You broke up because Mr. Li cheated on you first. What do you want to express by saying these words now?" Fu Nanfeng continued to ask, but the look in his eyes was cold.

It is like a poisonous snake hiding in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to pounce on the enemy and bite him to death at any time.

When Li Ting heard this, his face twisted for a moment, "What benefit did she give you to make you speak for her like this?" Li Ting reached into his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, skillfully took out a cigarette and then lit it.

A flash of scarlet flame passed by, and then Li Ting took a deep breath and slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke.

After taking a puff, Li Ting sneered: "Should I sleep with you or be your lover?"

"How much money do you give her, and how much does it cost for one session?"

Anger slowly rose in Fu Nanfeng's cold eyes. This man's words were so disgusting.

Li Ting chuckled and continued, "How does it taste?"

Fu Nanfeng pulled his hands out of his suit pockets, unbuttoned his shirt, and then punched him in the face.

The force was so strong that Li Ting was knocked to the ground, with blood coming from the corner of his mouth.

Throwing a punch at Li Ting was no way to vent his anger, so Fu Nanfeng strode over, bent down, grabbed his collar, raised his hand, and punched Li Ting again and again.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Li Ting was icy cold, as if he was looking at a dead object.

At the same time, he exuded a strong murderous intent. After high school, Fu Nanfeng went abroad with his parents.

Free America, money and desire, gunshots and blood.

This happens every day in the Free Country, and Fu Nanfeng's mother is the daughter of a large family in the Free Country.

After high school, his education was completely different.

So, if Fu Nanfeng wants to kill Li Ting now, he must want to kill him.

Li Ting, who had been beaten, was now completely rebellious, shouting, "What did you say?"

"If you weren't angry because of what you said, why would you be so embarrassed?"

He was responded with a punch that knocked out his teeth.

The reason why Fu Nanfeng was so angry was that everything Li Ting said hit upon his minefields.

He would not allow anyone to fabricate rumors about him, especially since the girl who was the target of the rumors was his best friend.

If Buci heard this, how would she look at me?

If I alienate him because of this matter, wouldn't he die unjustly?

That's why Fu Nanfeng was so angry.

He has a bad temper to begin with. If he met someone like that abroad, he would definitely ask his subordinates to deal with him.

But it’s different in China, so Fu Nanfeng can only beat people to vent his anger and teach them a lesson at the same time.

Fu Nanfeng pressed his head directly and spoke in a devilish voice: "Next time I hear you say such nonsense, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life."

After saying that, he let go of him and stood up. Looking at the blood splattered on his hands and clothes, Fu Nanfeng's mysophobia immediately kicked in.

He took out the handkerchief from his inside pocket and wiped the blood off his hands bit by bit, then wiped the blood stains on his clothes.

But it couldn't be wiped off no matter how hard he tried, so Fu Nanfeng gave up wiping and threw the handkerchief directly on Li Ting, who was lying on the ground with his head beaten into a pig's head.

"Garbage." Fu Nanfeng looked down at him, opened his thin lips slightly, and spat out two words.

At this time, a man in a black suit and chestnut hair walked up to Du Nanfeng and said, "Master, this kind of person is not worthy of your personal attack. Let me do it next time."

Fu Nanfeng just hummed softly, then ordered: "Deal with him properly. This is not a free country. We cannot take lives or chop off hands and feet."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the car.

Li Ting curled up on the ground, holding his stomach, and listened to their conversation with his swollen eyes barely open.

The chestnut-haired boy stood in front of Li Ting, grabbed his collar and dragged him into a nearby alley.

The next day at noon, Song Buci was leaning on the bed and watching Douyin when suddenly a piece of news popped up.

[The president of the Li Group was found lying in an alley late at night, covered in wounds and with his limbs broken.]

When Song Buci saw the news about Li Ting, he became quite excited.

She quickly clicked on it, then read it carefully and watched the fifteen-second video over and over again.

The originally handsome and charming Li Ting was lying on a stretcher, unconscious, and his charming face was beaten into a pig's head.

His hands hung limply downwards, looking broken.

Song Buci stretched and then woke Bai Jin up, "Sister, there is good news."

"Huh?" Bai Jin woke up in a daze and asked in confusion, "What news?"

"Look at this."

Bai Jin sat up and then looked at the news.

After watching it, I felt refreshed.

"Something good happened today, I'll treat everyone to a meal!" Bai Jin returned the phone and said happily.

Bai Jin is happy when Li Ting gets into trouble.

If you are happy, you should celebrate, and to celebrate, you should eat.

"What good news?" Chen Jue asked while rubbing his eyes after waking up.

"Li Ting was beaten up, and he was beaten really badly!" Bai Jin shared this good news with her.

"It's indeed a good thing." Chen Jue replied.

Li Ting, who was being discussed by them, was lying in the VIP single ward with an oxygen mask on his nose and virus-proof clothes on his body.

His eyes were closed tightly, his entire head was wrapped in bandages, and his hands and feet were also in plaster. With plaster and bandages, Li Ting lay quietly on the bed like a mummy.

Li's mother sat by the bed, her eyes red from crying. Li's father comforted her, "It's okay. The doctor said Li Ting is out of danger."

"It's just some superficial injuries. My hands and feet have been reattached."

"But he hasn't woken up yet. It's been so long." Li's mother said in a choked voice.

Looking at her red eyes and tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, Father Li took a tissue and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

She continued to comfort him patiently: "After the anesthesia wears off, he will wake up, don't worry."

"Yeah." Li's mother responded. She sniffed and then complained, "The Bai family must be unlucky for our son."

"A few years ago, I was in a relationship with Bai Jin and had my head split open. Now I'm engaged to Bai Lian, and my hands and feet are broken, and I was beaten like this."

"I'll call off this marriage after a while. My son's life is more important."

Li Ting asked for it when his head was split open a few years ago, and it was also his own fault that Li Ting became like this now.

If he didn't talk nonsense, would Fu Nanfeng beat him?

Li Ting brought all this upon himself.