The Beauty of Trial Marriage

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The crisp slap in the face spread far out in the quiet hospital corridor late at night.

The corner of Ling Qianmo's mouth was directly cracked, and blood stains flowed down the corner of her mouth.

However, she did not seem to feel the pain, and bowed deeply, "I'm sorry."

Apart from these three words, she really didn't know what she should say.

Those who attended the reception late were all decent people with extraordinary family backgrounds. As a result, four were injured and one died. Just thinking about it, Ling Qianmo knew that this was definitely a catastrophe.

This slap is just the beginning of this disaster.

A silhouette of a figure suddenly came over the crowd, pulling Ling Qianmo behind her, and Junyi's tall and straight body stood in front of her.

"Old Huo, enough is enough!" The man's voice was mild and ordinary.

The old man who did it looked at him with sharp eyes and a cold face, "Who am I? It turns out to be the Ye family boy. Why, you think this is Jiangcheng, let you walk sideways?"

Indeed, this is not Jiang Cheng, it is not he who has the final say.

The handsome and handsome features of the man showed a hint of indifference, and his unusual eyes fell on Huo Lao, "The slap just now is when my wife apologizes to your grandson. But if Huo Lao wants to do something, it is better to think twice. ."

My wife's three words, he said naturally, but many people present were shocked.

Although the foundation of Ye Family is not in Spring City, the two cities are not far apart, and the circle is so big. Ye Zi'an's name is no stranger to the upper circles.

The main reason is that this man's methods are quite sharp. Most of Jiang Cheng's business is firmly controlled by him, and almost no mosquito can fly in.

Many people were not convinced and wanted to give it a try, but they all ended in failure.

"Boy Ye Family, are you sure you want to protect her?" Huo Lao stared at Ye Zi'an extremely displeased. His only precious grandson was still lying in the emergency room because he was at her reception. Can't swallow.

Ye Zi'an's eyebrows were also extremely indifferent, and he twisted his eyebrows slightly, "Huo is always a sensible person. This matter doesn't care about my wife."

Ling Qianmo glanced at him, then turned to Huo Lao, "I'm sorry, Huo Lao, this incident is indeed our company's improper handling of things that caused Young Master Sun to be injured. I am sorry, and accept Huo Lao's accountability. No matter what Huo Lao asks for, I will try my best to meet it."

When she said so, she slapped Ye Zi'an in the face.

Huo Lao snorted, "Boy Ye family, it seems that your wife doesn't take your affection very much."

"Ling Qianmo." Ye Zi'an's face was so gloomy, the three words seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

Ling Qianmo smiled at him slightly, with a faint smile, but with a taste of demarcation, "Wrong is wrong, it belongs to me, and I will not extrapolate it." There is no need for others to help her.

"Assistant Lin, send your wife home." Ye Zi'an's voice was as cold as ice, and he raised his eyes to look at Assistant Lin on the side.

Assistant Lin shook for a moment, and came up hard, "Madam, you better go back with me first."

She dared to offend the young master, but he didn't dare.

Ling Qianmo didn't want to encumber Ye Zi'an, so he stayed there.

Until the man's cynic voice came, "Why, or do you want your ex-boyfriend to send it?"

Ling Qianmo bit her lip and stopped talking, took a deep look at him, and then said to Huo Lao, "Huo Lao, I will handle this matter myself."

By the way, what others say doesn't count.

Leaving this sentence, Ling Qianmo turned and left with Assistant Lin.

It wasn't until her figure disappeared at the end of the corridor that Ye Zi'an withdrew his gaze from her and looked at Huo Lao indifferently, "This matter has nothing to do with her. Please tell me what Huo Lao wants."

"Really?" Huo Lao's sharp eyes flashed.

Ye Zi'an's always stern face showed a sharp edge, and his tone seemed to come out of a cold pond, "Old Huo really wants to seek justice for your grandson, I will accompany you at any time."

The indifferent and profound gaze settled firmly on Huo Lao's face, and said lightly, "But, Huo Lao has come to the hospital with such a big fanfare, does he really just want justice?"

"Ye Zi'an, do you really plan to fight me for a woman?" Huo Lao's face changed, and he looked at him with a smile, "Relying on your roots in Jiangcheng, I want to reach out to Spring City to mess with it. You are too arrogant."

Ye Zi'an's thin lips lifted slightly, and a slightly ironic smile appeared, but the tone of her expression was even flat, "Am I arrogant, Huo wants to try?"

The position of the Huo family in Spring City is not a grade worse than that of the Ye family in Jiangcheng.

The fact that Chuncheng and Gu's family jumped up and down, and even he and Li Shuhang could stretch their hands over, that is enough.

Maybe others will be afraid of the Huo family's century-old family name, but he is not afraid.

In the air, there is a thin undercurrent surging silently, with swords and swords.

"It seems that this woman is very important to you." Huo laughed sharply, his old face looked like a late chrysanthemum, "has anyone warned you, the weakness, you should be taken Hide it."

"Really?" Ye Zi'an smiled arrogantly, his momentum soared, "Actually, I really want to see, even if I expose my weakness, who would dare to really provoke me."

"Okay, very good!" Old Huo nodded, his face so deep that it almost dripped water, "Then I will wait to see if anyone will move."

After a pause, he added with a negative smile, "Do you know that the girl who was smashed to death is the only seedling of the Qin family."

Hearing this, not only Xiang Heng, but also Ye Zi'an's expression changed.

***

Ye Zi'an went home from the hospital, but the light in the bedroom was still on.

The woman who should have fallen asleep long ago sat on the bed with a pale face and disheveled hair, holding a computer absent-mindedly watching a movie.

She needs to distract her, she needs to take her focus away from Ye Zi'an.

After all, such a serious matter had happened, she had to think about how to solve it.

The man originally thought she was asleep, so he deliberately slowed down his movements, who knew he heard a high-pitched scream from the computer as soon as he came in.

It was painful but not painful, mixed with some pleasant taste.

Even if he hadn't seen it, he had heard it.

In this world where corrupt women are rampant, he has never thought that the person next to his pillow is actually one of them.

A handsome face is unprecedentedly ugly, as long as he thinks that she might have had anything to do with him, he can't suppress the anger that burst out of his heart.

A voice of suppressed anger sounded, "Ling Qianmo, what the hell are you looking at when you have been idle all night?"