Charming warm marriage: Yu Shao, please respect yourself

Qiao Xuehan opened her mouth slightly, looking at the "indiscriminate bombing" scene opposite, the corners of her eyes were slightly moist.

A Huan, you clearly know what you will face next.However, you still prefer to let yourself be the focus, but also create opportunities for me...

Just now, Luo Linghuan disregarded Qiao Xuehan's objection, and took the lead in smashing the foot of the stool against the glass table, which attracted Dong Li's men to swarm up.

Qiao Xuehan's seemingly seamless plan actually had a fatal loophole - the sound of glass shattering!
It wasn't until both of them were about to break the glass that they discovered this fatal loophole at the same time.

When he was at a loss, A Huan suddenly looked in Qiao Xuehan's direction and smiled slightly, silently said with his mouth: I'll smash the glass to attract attention...

Qiao Xuehan was still slowly chewing on the meaning of her mouth shape, when she saw that she was about to smash the glass.Suddenly, she understood what A Huan was thinking. She opened her mouth to stop A Huan, but happened to hear the sound of glass breaking...

As a result, Dong Li's subordinates swarmed up in an instant...

At this moment, even though she felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart, she still couldn't stop and let A Huan down...

Qiao Xuehan took a deep breath, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and hurriedly took advantage of the sound of glass shattering to smash the glass table in her direction.

Then, while looking around vigilantly, she fumbled for the broken glass and cut the nylon rope tied to her body...

Luo Hengyuan glanced at his sister's direction distressedly, and immediately understood what the two of them were up to. He recovered from the pain, and turned his gaze to Wu Youyou again.

"I'll repeat it one last time, will you let him go?"

Now, the enemy is strong and we are weak, no matter how much pain he has in his heart, he can only temporarily suppress it...

In order to save everyone, he had to do the same...

Wu Youyou glanced at Dong Li who fell unconscious on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't let go!"

Dong Li just fell into a coma and did not die, so she still hopes to return to the high society of Yanjing City, and those days of luxury and money will not leave...

If she let Xu Meimei go at this moment, when Dong Li wakes up, there will be some severe beatings and reprimands.Therefore, she has no reason to let go of Xu Meimei!
"Don't let it go? Do you want to die?"

Suddenly, a cold voice rose from the back of her head, and before she could react, she felt something cold on her neck.

She was startled, and using the corner of her eye, she found a sharp shard of glass placed at the corner of her neck...

As long as you use a little force, the sharpness brought by the glass shards is no less than that of a dagger!In other words, her life at this moment is in the hands of the woman behind her!
Qiao Xuehan's deliberately amplified voice brought back the people who were still standing beside Wu Youyou and Luo Linghuan who were still swarming beside Luo Linghuan, and looked at her movements in a little shock.

These people usually serve Dong Li for money, and few of them have experienced such a situation where their lives are threatened at every turn.Therefore, except for this Wu Youyou who has some relationship with Dong Li, no one is willing to come out and take the lead.

They just do things for Dong Li with their instincts for money, but no one is willing to do those things that are in the early stage.

Encountering such a situation, they spontaneously moved closer to Wu Youyou's position, and surrounded Qiao Xuehan and the others in an instant, and someone asked aloud, "Sister Wu, what shall we do?"

Wu Youyou's life may be in danger at any time at this moment, how could she have the mind and energy to answer these people's questions.

Feeling the temperature of the glass around her neck, she smiled and said, "What's there to say, why did it go to this level?"

Qiao Xuehan didn't pay much attention to it, she missed the crowd worriedly, and looked towards the glass table where Luo Linghuan was.

"Ah Huan, how are you doing?"

Luo Linghuan groaned bitterly. She glanced at her bloody arm pierced by broken glass, smiled wryly and tried to stand up many times.

However, her attempts failed one by one, and she was unable to stand up even after exhausting her strength.

"Fate, it's still here..."