There are bright stars in your eyes

Chapter 452 Gunpowder Smoke (5)

He said angrily, "I don't need you to teach me how to love someone! In this respect, I know more than you!"

Zhang Tingjian said sarcastically, "Of course, because Mr. He has more women than me, for example, Liu Ying, a popular actress, is one of them. Of course, he has more experience than me!"

"Zhang Tingjian! Don't rub your nose and face! How many women I have is my own business, and I don't need you to point them out!" He Ziqian roared angrily.

Zhang Tingjian was not in a hurry or annoyed, and smiled warmly.

He looked at Zhao Wanqing and said in a calm manner, "Wanqing, you see Mr. He has admitted that he has many women. It's also good if you have a miscarriage, lest he empathize with another person in the future, and the child has no father..."

In He Ziqian's eyes, a raging fire burned, and the whites of his eyes turned red.

He walked quickly to the bed, clenched his fists, and slammed Zhang Tingjian's face hard.

Zhang Tingjian had been on guard for a long time, got up and dodged for a while, but He Ziqian missed it.

Relying on his short stature and agility, Zhang Tingjian punched He Ziqian in turn.

He Ziqian was caught off guard, his face was slapped to one side, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth instantly.

He stood up straight, with anger rolling in his eyes, he clenched his fist and hit Zhang Tingjian again.

"Stop! Stop it!" Zhao Wanqing yelled loudly, her voice trembling with excitement.

He Ziqian was taken aback for a moment, ignored her dissuasion, and threw his fist at Zhang Tingjian again.

"He Ziqian! Don't force me to hate you!" Zhao Wanqing yelled, her throat was hoarse, and the hatred in her voice was pouring out.

He Ziqian's fist stayed in mid-air.

He froze for a few seconds, clenched his teeth in pain, and dropped his fist straight down from mid-air.

That action was full of tragic and desperate taste, reminiscent of a meteor falling from the sky, while falling, it was also burning its own life.

As if he had lost his soul, he walked out of the ward numbly, without a trace of strength in his body.

The world in front of him was also dark, so he couldn't see a ray of light.

Zhao Wanqing watched his back disappear by the door, tightly closed her eyes, as if desperately suppressing her inner emotions, and her cherry red lips trembled.

After a long time, she was unable to say to Zhang Tingjian, "Brother Tingjian, it's getting late, you can go back quickly, and you don't have to visit me in the future. I will contact you when I am discharged from the hospital."

There was a tired look on her brows, as if she had just experienced a fierce battle.

Zhang Tingjian lifted his lips, wanting to say something else, but seeing the serious and determined look on Zhang Wanqing's face, he nodded.

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Outside the ward, He Ziqian leaned against the wall dejectedly, thinking of what Zhang Tingjian said just now, he was even more angry.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, a powerful man like him must have had many women.

However, it has been five years, and he has been working for five years. There is only one woman, Liu Ying, and Zhao Wanqing also knows it.

It never occurred to him to hide it from her.

He leaned against the wall weakly, smiled wryly, wiped the blood from his mouth with his hand, and called Mu Shaolei.

"Come over to the hospital, I have something to ask you." He Ziqian said exhausted physically and mentally.

"What's the matter? Is something wrong with Wanqing?" Mu Shaolei asked anxiously, his voice tense.

"No." He Ziqian pressed the lighter and lit the cigarette between his lips, "Come on, you'll know when you come."

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