Chapter 139 Huo Yunque May Be Your Uncle

As the saying goes, the Tao is one foot high, and the devil is one foot high.

Just as Yan Zezheng was arrogant, now Yan Zezheng is slapped in the face.

Yan Zezheng put on his glasses and glanced at the crowd.

"A bunch of trash!"

He scolded the bodyguard on the ground and walked towards the stairs.

Song Jingwan's eyes, who had been ignored for a long time, flickered. Seeing Yan Zezheng leaving, she turned around and quickly chased after him.

"Hey, I'm sorry, everyone was frightened."

Wang Mingjiang eased over, he supported his waist and said, "Mr. Gong, hurry up and call 120 and send these people to the hospital."

I have to say, he looked very cool.

cough--

But as a teacher, don't be too obvious.

"Brother Xun, are you okay?" Han Jun asked worriedly.

Even after killing Han Jun, he did not expect that the love brother Song Yaoyao was always thinking about was the mysterious Mr. Huo! He, who has only appeared in rumors, actually showed up in person for Song Yaoyao.

It was as if he was exiled and walked down the altar willingly.

Han Jun's mood is still very complicated. On the one hand, he is shocked by the momentum of the other party and faintly worships. On the other hand, he is tangled. This Mr. Huo should be his brother Xun's rival in love, right?

"What can I do?"

Shen Xun pressed his tongue against his cheeks, and made a hissing sound of pain. He scratched his hair irritably, "Let's go."

The parties are gone, why are they still here?

With Huo Yunque's intervention, it doesn't matter what the result is now.

No matter what, it won't involve them.

"Hey, Brother Xun, if you want to cry, just cry, I know you're feeling uncomfortable—"

Han Jun sighed and patted Shen Xun on the shoulder.

As soon as he finished speaking, he received a slap on the head.

"Ow!"

Shen Xun's sullen eyes fell on him, and sneered, "Jun'er, you don't speak, no one thinks you are dumb, understand?"

Han Jun felt wronged, "I'm not worried about you yet."

Said to be a rival in love, but his brother Xun is not even qualified to be a rival in love.

Although in his eyes, Brother Xun is very handsome. But when Mr. Huo appeared, he knew what a real mature man was.

You don't even need to do anything, just say a few words, and the oppressed Yan Zezheng can't raise his head.

Most importantly, when did Song Yaoyao cry in Brother Xun's arms? !

Those who have never been chosen are the saddest.

"I'm worried about you? Get out of your way, I'm all right."

He raised his foot to kick Han Jun, saw him jumping away in a hurry, turned his footsteps, and strode away.

"Tsk..."

The sexy and enchanting woman in a fur coat rubbed her chin and sighed, "So Huo Yunque likes this one? If I had a pair of ponytails and soft, Huo Yunque might be your uncle."

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Tang Xinrou wiped her face, and was shocked by the other party's words and rolled her eyes, "Auntie, could you be more serious? Besides, back then, Mr. Huo didn't like you, even if you have a pair of ponytails, people still don't like you. on ok?"

Xia Rao knocked on Tang Xinrou's forehead with a violent chestnut, and put her hands around her chest, "Stinky girl, do you look down on me?"

Tang Xinrou covered her head with tears in her eyes, "Auntie, if my uncle finds out what you said, what do you think will happen?"

"You dare to sue and try?!"

Xia Rao's conditioned reflex was sour, and she said with an uncomfortable expression: "Just kidding, no one is young, that's all in the past—"