CEO's Sweet Wife

In just a few hours, the Shen family experienced ups and downs, and Jian Fugui almost suffered a heart attack.

Jian Lei is a little confused now, does He Zefeng also have something to do with this matter?

But fortunately, He Zefeng had no plans to attack the Shen family, otherwise, the Shen family would be doomed.

These thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and he suddenly recalled what He Zefeng said before, and hurriedly pulled out a smile, and continued to speak in a low voice: "Mr. He, I really didn't know that Chen Yueqing was your woman. If you know, give me a hug How dare you dare to punish me! You can punish me however you want, as long as you open your mouth, I will copy it immediately, how dare you do it yourself!"

After Jian Lei finished speaking, He Zefeng finally responded.

His eyes stayed on Jian Lei's face, and he was quiet for a moment.

During this period of time, the people around did not dare to show their aura, and they were all waiting for his next words.

"It's smashed." He Zefeng said two words lightly with his thin lips, his tone was cold and forceful.

"What?" Jian Lei stared at him blankly, his head was a little sluggish.

He Zefeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and those eagle-like sharp eyes caught on his face, as if he was staring at the prey, not in a hurry to bite to death, but to play to death slowly.

He didn't open his mouth to explain, and with the cigarette between his fingers, he tapped the handle of the chair one after another.

Jian Lei regained his composure, gritted his teeth, and said with difficulty to those social gangsters: "Go, smash the hotel!"

"Ah? Jian Shao, this is your hotel, is it really going to be smashed?"

The few social gangsters said in surprise, they looked at each other in blank dismay, and were at a loss for a while.

"Didn't you hear that? What are you doing in a daze? Do you have to wait until Mr. He makes a move?" Jian Lei yelled at them again with an ugly expression.

The few people glanced at each other and saw that Jian Lei was serious and not joking, they dispersed without any more nonsense, picked up their chairs and threw them at the table.

bang—bang—

The beer bottles above and various glasses shattered all over the floor, making harsh sounds.

In just a few seconds, the entire bar was in chaos.

He Zefeng didn't even blink, reminding Jian Lei: "Upstairs."

"You guys, smash the entire upstairs!" Jian Lei's face was livid, and he clenched his fists and ordered to some others.

They headed upstairs, and soon there was a noise overhead.

Sounds like a real mess, not a show.

Except for these noisy voices, no one dared to speak.

Chen Yueqing looked at He Zefeng emotionally.

Unexpectedly, Jian Lei just spoke rudely, and He Zefeng did this for her.

The most important thing is the sentence he said just now.

Chen Yueqing was so happy that she didn't know how to express it.

He Zefeng sat there, with indifference and violence in his deep eyes.

He didn't get up until the cigarette in his hand was burned out, and while tidying up his cuffs, he looked around the inside of the bar.

Seeing him like this, Jian Lei immediately understood, walked over quickly, and begged humbly: "Mr. He, I have already smashed the bar and suffered heavy losses. Just forget about the wine here... I will never dare to approach Chen again in the future." Miss!"

He Zefeng didn't seem to hear his words, his eyes rested on the bottles of wine, and he said indifferently: "Here are some good bottles of wine."

"Yes, Mr. He, if you like it, I'll give it to you!" Jian Lei said with trepidation.

If you can give He Zefeng a few bottles for a long time, so as not to destroy all the wine, he will be [-] percent willing.

The corner of He Zefeng's mouth raised a smile, just looking at it made people feel cold.

"Give it all to me—smash it."

He didn't say this to Jian Lei, but an order to his subordinates.

"Yes, Mr. He!"

Those men in black stood here for a long time, and finally got an order to send a few people here to smash the wine at the bar, and the other part went to the wine cellar.

Jian Lei's complexion changed drastically, he couldn't hold his breath, and couldn't help yelling at He Zefeng: "He Zefeng, don't go too far! I really thought that I could be so rampant because I have a lot of bad money, a wide range of opportunities, and power in my hands. ?!"

He Zefeng turned his head and looked at him expressionlessly.

His eyes met Jian Lei's in the air, and just one glance made Jian Lei regret his impulsiveness just now.

"He, Mr. He...I didn't mean that...I just..."

Jian Lei stammered.

Facing He Zefeng's majestic aura, he couldn't stop trembling.

He Zefeng put his hands in his trouser pockets, standing in front of Jian Lei with a straight and slender figure, with an indescribable dignity.

"Do it." He looked at Jian Lei indifferently, but said to his subordinates.

As soon as the words fell, Jian Lei was immediately supported by two men in black, one on the left and one on the right.

The bodyguard next to He Zefeng stepped up and greeted him with a fist.

Jian Lei was punched on the left side of the face, two lines of red blood came out of his nose, and the corner of his mouth was broken.

His ears were buzzing, his head became dizzy, and his vision was instantly blurred.

The few friends who came with Jian Lei couldn't stand it anymore, especially the female companion, who stood up tremblingly, shouted distressedly and angrily: "He Zefeng, didn't you just say a few words to Chen Yueqing?" Jian Shao didn't do anything to her, you have already smashed the bar and destroyed the wine cellar, why do you want to do anything to Jian Shao? Is your woman so precious? You won't even touch her ?”

He Zefeng raised his eyebrows coldly, and glanced at the female companion.

Sen Han's fierce aura made the female companion even more flustered, and subconsciously took a step back.

"My woman, no one can touch her, let alone hurt her." He Zefeng's tone was very serious, with warning and strong killing intent.

"Ze Feng...I'm so moved." Chen Yueqing looked at him with bright eyes, her face was full of happiness.

He Zefeng frowned slightly, but he didn't bother to explain who the "woman" he was referring to was.

It doesn't matter how others misunderstand, what he wants is to achieve his goal.

The female companion's face was pale, and she dared not speak any more.

At the same time, she suddenly felt jealous that Chen Yueqing could be protected by He Zefeng like this.

"He Zefeng, I just grabbed her and didn't use much force. How could I hurt her?"

Jian Lei was framed there, finally regained his composure, and roared unwillingly.

He Zefeng ignored him directly, and reminded the bodyguard: "Don't use your fists, only aim at his left cheek."

The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, then understood, nodded, raised his hand, and slapped Jian Lei hard on the left side of the face with a "slap".

"He Zefeng! Cough cough cough...you hit me if you want to, and you actually humiliate me in this way? For a woman, aren't you afraid of having another enemy in the future?!"

Jian Lei became angry from embarrassment, his mouth was full of bloody smell, and his throat was also very uncomfortable, coughing non-stop.

"You don't deserve it." He Zefeng's indifferent expression obviously didn't put Jian Lei in his eyes, and he nodded at the bodyguard, "Continue."

"I don't care what you are. Do you really think that I don't exist when you attack Jian Shao in front of me?! Brothers, fuck me!"

For the sake of "brotherhood", those social gangsters roared angrily and rushed over.

He Zefeng didn't even look at it, he still stood there calmly.

They hadn't taken a few steps, and they were all beaten to the ground by the professionally trained men in black in an instant, and they were pressed firmly to the ground, with their faces pressed against the ground, unable to move.

He Zefeng's personal bodyguard glanced at these weaklings, sneered, and continued to complete his task.

Snapped!
Snapped!
Slaps followed one after another, and the whole bar echoed with crisp sounds.

"Pfft—cough cough..." The left half of Jian Lei's face was already horrific, it was swollen like a pig's head, his left eye was also bruised a lot, and his left mouth was like a sausage.

He suddenly spat out something mixed with blood, and his friend looked at the ground and found it was a tooth.

Seeing that Jian Lei was almost deformed by the beating, the female companion couldn't bear to cry with He Zefeng: "Mr. He, please let him go!"

She stood not far away, feeling distressed but didn't dare to go forward, she could only keep lowering her posture beside her, begging He Zefeng for forgiveness for Jian Lei.

The bodyguard stopped what he was doing, and looked towards He Zefeng from the corner of his eye, waiting for his instructions.

He Zefeng condescendingly looked down at Jian Lei whose left face had long been deformed and his consciousness was almost gone, the coldness in his eyes did not disappear, but he pulled the corner of his mouth in disdain.

"Do something to a woman, and finally ask the woman to speak. Is this the style of a man from the Shen family?"

He obviously had no interest in staying here any longer, and the bodyguard also stopped what he was doing, waiting respectfully aside.

The bodyguards standing on Jian Lei's left and right also let go, and Jian Lei fell directly to the ground.

His face was covered in blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was nosebleed or spit out from his mouth. His consciousness began to blur, and he had no ability to resist.

Compared with the wounds on his face, the pain from this fall was nothing at all.

None of his powerful friends dared to step forward, and those cronies were still pinned to the ground and could not move.

Some timid girls were so frightened that they hid behind the other men and wept.

He Zefeng took a few steps forward, his sharp and cold eyes were fixed on Jian Lei's body, and his condescending and powerful aura was like looking at an ant.

"Right hand, is it?"

His thin lips moved slightly, and he said a few words indifferently.

The people next to him didn't know what he was talking about. In fact, from the very beginning, there was something they couldn't understand what He Zefeng said.

For example, he always said that Jian Lei hurt his woman, but didn't Chen Yueqing stand there intact?
Moreover, Jian Lei just said a few frivolous words and grabbed Chen Yueqing's hand, so He Zefeng felt that it was Jian Lei who hit the woman?

Did they misunderstand He Zefeng's meaning, or did He Zefeng misunderstand the words "hands-on injury"?
"Cough cough cough..." Jian Lei was lying on the ground, his eyes were empty, except for the constant coughing and panting, he couldn't move, let alone answer He Zefeng's words.