Chapter 1017 You Deserve to Be Beaten

Wen Qiao smiled slightly: "You."

He Xihuai's eyes were gloomy, but the touch under his fingertips was incredibly smooth.

The next second, his handsome face was punched.

Four bodyguards rushed up immediately. Wen Qiao broke free from his big hand on her chin and punched him in the chest again, "Who told you to touch me?"

Only Fu Nanli could touch her face.

He Xihuai is not a person with strong martial arts. Although he and Su Ce have some skills, they are not masters. One is focused on research and the other is focused on intrigues. They always have bodyguards when they come in and out. Who dares to disturb him? Naturally, I won’t practice more frequently.

This was the second time he had been beaten in so many years.

The bodyguards immediately surrounded him. He Xihuai rubbed the corners of his mouth. The old wounds were not healed, but new ones were added. He was beaten twice in his life, and it turned out to be from the same person.

He Xihuai raised his hand to signal the bodyguards to retreat. Will victory depend on numbers? Just for such a delicate little girl in front of me? This is not his style.

So, Teresa watched her husband being beaten up by Wen Qiao, while four bodyguards stood by, helpless.

He Xihuai, a despised predator in the business world of Country M, was inhumane and sinister. Now, he was beaten so hard by a beautiful girl that he couldn't fight back.

He was lying on the ground, Wen Qiao twisted his wrist and half-knelt beside him.

The majestic big shot was so humiliated. Wen Qiao could see in He Xihuai's eyes that he was about to tear her apart, and he chuckled softly: "So Mr. He now realizes that Gu Xiao's matter is actually related to me and Fu Nanli." Doesn’t it matter? Just tell me you’re wrong and I’ll let you go.”

Taking advantage of the situation, He Xihuai suddenly turned over, clamped Wen Qiao's wrist with his backhand, pressed Wen Qiao back, and strangled her neck with a strong and strong hand.

Sure enough, He Xihuai is very good at finding opportunities, even in fights.

He Xihuai looked at the person lying on the ground with a condescending attitude. His black hair was disheveled, his skin was snowy and his lips were red, and there was a thin bloodstain on his forehead for some reason. A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly upward when looking at people. He had never seen such a person before. He Xihuai, who had always loved women and loved women, felt a strange emotion deep in his heart.

This Wen Qiao was different from the women he had met before, very different.

At least no woman dared to beat him so fearlessly, and that was in the presence of four bodyguards.

"How dare you quibble."

Wen Qiao didn't struggle: "I'm not quibbling, I'm telling the truth."

"Believe it or not, if I try harder, you will die in my hands."

Wen Qiao's expression was even a little lazy: "Then you can give it a try and see if my brother-in-law will let you go, and see if Fu Nanli will hunt you to the ends of the earth."

Not afraid, there was no fear in her eyes.

He was a little curious. She had no chance of winning here. He crushed her to death like an ant. Her brother-in-law should have told her that he was not a good person. Why was she not afraid at all?

By chance, Su Ce entered the living room and saw his Aqiao being pinned to the ground by He Xihuai, unable to move. He immediately became angry: "He Xihuai, what are you doing?"

He Xihuai released his grip on Wen Qiao, and Su Ce immediately stepped forward to help her up. He was desperately trying to save Gu Xiao's life, but He Xihuai actually bullied his Aqiao where he couldn't see him.

"How dare you hurt her?"

Looking up, He Xihuai had obvious bruises on the corners of his mouth. He deserved to be beaten.