Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

The bodyguards that Qiao Aiyun called were originally used to fill the scene to strengthen her courage. After leaving the Song family, they let those people go back, and the only one who followed Qian Jiang drove aside.

When Song Jingren chased out, the mother and daughter were standing at the door.

The crowd faded, and the fallen leaves on the ground and the fireworks and colored strips were intertwined, indicating that there was a grand event here.

"Ai Yun, late night—" Song Jingren trotted over, with messy clothes and blood-red fingerprints on his face, extremely embarrassed, and grinned at them.

"What do you want?" Qiao Aiyun looked at him.

He was laughing, hypocritical and disgusting.

"I want to have a good talk with you." This tone was obviously softened.

"If you have something to say, tell my lawyer directly." Qiao Aiyun took Song Fengwan to the parking lot.

"Ai Yun—" Song Jingren had already lost all face tonight, so naturally he didn't care about his face.

He chased after him. On the one hand, he wanted to find out whether the Qiao family and the Fu family were really involved, and on the other hand, he also wanted to stabilize her. Now that the company is divided, it will be a fatal blow to him.

Seeing that she was leaving, he was in a hurry and took her arm directly.

Qiao Aiyun turned her head and couldn't break free, her face instantly turned cold, "Song Jingren, if you do this again, I'm welcome."

The arm seemed to be bound by something disgusting and sticky, and the bones of the whole body were half cold.

"I just wanted to chat with you alone," Song Jingren didn't let go, but tightened his grip instead.

"What exactly do you want, we've made it very clear." Song Fengwan never thought that her father was clamoring for a divorce from her mother just now, but now she can still drag her shamelessly.

"This is a matter between us adults, you, a child, don't care."

Song Fengwan just started to try to pull the two apart, but she never expected Song Jingren to reach out and push her away.

After this night, his mentality collapsed, and his actions were not serious.

Song Fengwan never thought that he would push herself hard, staggered, and fell directly to the ground. She subconsciously supported her hands, and the cement floor broke her palms instantly.

"Song Jingren, you are such a bastard!" Qiao Aiyun was in a hurry and kicked him with her foot raised.

A finger grabbed, instantly leaving a bloodstain on his neck.

Song Jingren was also angry, grabbed her tightly and dragged her into the room.

There is a difference between men and women, Qiao Aiyun couldn't break free, she gritted her teeth and struggled hard, but Song Jingren didn't catch her, due to inertia, she fell straight back...

"Mom." Song Fengwan hurriedly got up and ran over, but she was too late.

Qiao Aiyun was anxious and afraid in her heart. It seemed that she was destined to be thrown tonight. She was not young, and she fell so hard that she might have to go to the hospital to lie down for a few days.

But the expected pain did not occur.

Falling into someone's arms is a bit hard, and the back of the head doesn't know what to hit, and the pain is numb, but compared to falling to the ground, it's nothing.

The man was knocked back by her, and the arm holding him tightened, his chest heaving heavily, and his breathing was fast.

If this force falls to the ground...

The man's face became more and more condensed and stern, and he was still holding someone in his arms, and he kicked Song Jingren who came over.

"Hmm—" Song Jingren really didn't want to push her, it was too late when he wanted to pull her.

He wanted to go check the situation, but the man suddenly came and slammed into his stomach with a kick.

The force was extremely heavy, and he was kicked to the ground, sweating from the pain.

Qiao Aiyun trembled with anger, looked up at the person who was supporting her, her lips trembled twice, why is it him?

She lost herself in front of acquaintances, and she felt even more aggrieved and ashamed to see him.

The man helped her, walked straight towards Song Jingren, bent over, and started!

Grabbing Song Jingren's tie, he was so strong that he dragged him directly from the ground, punching him in the face.

He loosened his fingers, clenched them tightly, and twisted them tightly, without waiting for him to resist, and firmed them up again.

"Who the hell are you-" Song Jingren was beaten to the point where he lost his strength.

"Sir, calm down." The secretary who rushed over from one side was startled and hurried over to persuade him.

I'm going, it's just two punches, how can I get my eyes crooked and my mouth crooked.

If you fight again, you have to enter the game.

The man let go of his hand and was about to turn around when he caught a glimpse of Song Fengwan's bloody palm, turned his head, and stomped on him again, feeling unsatisfied, and stepped on his arm directly.

Song Jingren was in so much pain that he couldn't move, lying on the ground humming.

At this moment, Qianjiang drove over and, looking at the situation, seemed to have guessed something.

"Sir, someone is coming, please let go." The secretary is about to die, and there must be a limit to hitting people.

The man took two steps back, and Song Jingren was just panting when another force pulled his body up.

Qianjiang is also a ruthless hand, just punching the place where the man has hit.

He went to drive a car, and he dared to hurt Song Fengwan.

He is a trainer, and he can hear the crisp sound of bone cracking from his fists to the flesh.

The servants and security guards of the Song family were all stunned, and no one dared to make a sound until Jiang Fengya rushed out.

"What are you doing, I'm going to call the police."

"Continue to fight, it's mine if I die." The man who had been silent for a while opened his mouth.

His tone was deep and cold.

Song Fengwan was only able to look at the person who appeared out of nowhere. She was stunned for a few seconds. The light was too dark, and she didn't dare to confirm her identity for a while. This is not...

Yan Wangchuan, grandfather's apprentice, uncle's senior brother.

I'm afraid you will say me, so I will reveal my identity first~

Senior Brother Yan, talk less and be ruthless, haha

Don't speak, just go directly, you can, it won my heart...

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