My stall is a bit fierce

Zhao Zifeng gently threw Yang Guiyu away, but he didn't expect that Yang Guiyu fell to the ground, and made a special movement of falling heavily.

"Boom!"

There was a sound, and everyone around turned their attention to this side. Yang Guiyu screamed, and Zhao Zifeng hurried forward to help her up.

However, at this moment, Yang Guiyu suddenly wiped a red liquid on the back of Zhao Zifeng's hand.

Zhao Zifeng was stunned, feeling that something was wrong, then Yang Guiyu immediately scratched his hair and rolled up his sleeves, only to see a bruise on his arm, the red liquid smeared on the corner of his mouth, lying on the ground, exclaiming .

"Oh! Kill! Kill!"

The sound was loud, and the surrounding customers and waiters came to watch, but Zhao Zifeng looked at a loss, completely unaware of what kind of conspiracy this Yang Guiyu was playing.

At this time, a voice of "Mom!" suddenly came from behind.

He Xiaoyu rushed over in a hurry and helped Yang Guiyu up. Seeing the scars on her body, tears flowed from her eyes, as if her heart had been stabbed.

"Mom? Why do you have injuries all over your body?" He Xiaoyu asked with a puzzled expression.

I and my father went to the bathroom just now, why did we find that my mother was covered in injuries when I came back?

Yang Guiyu pretended to be dying, pointed tremblingly at the innocent Zhao Zifeng, and said weakly, "Yes...it's Zhao Zifeng, I wanted to have a good talk with him about your marriage, so I just put forward a few conditions , because he couldn't accept it, he beat me up without a word! Cough cough cough..."

After saying this, everyone stared at Zhao Zifeng in unison, and a few guests even added embellishments.

"I didn't expect to hit even women! Is this still a man?"

Zhao Zifeng shook his head innocently: "I...I didn't, I just shook it lightly."

"Just tell me, just now I clearly saw you punching and kicking this lady, even a few punches were aimed at her head!"

"It's so vicious! It's simply not human!"

In an instant, everyone was pointing fingers at Zhao Zifeng, and He Xiaoyu looked at Zhao Zifeng in astonishment.

At the moment when she was suspicious, her eyes locked on Zhao Zifeng's clenched fist.

Seeing that her fist was stained with blood, she couldn't help opening her eyes wide, and asked Zhao Zifeng with disbelief, "Zifeng... yes, you hurt my mother?"

Zhao Zifeng thought to himself, this is a trap!
"No, she fell down by herself!" Zhao Zifeng explained.

But at this time, a waiter came over and stared at Zhao Zifeng with an angry look on his face: "You are still sophistry, I just witnessed the whole process, this lady talked to you nicely, but you just said nothing to me." She does it!"

Afterwards, He Wen also stood up and pretended to be weak and said pitifully: "Oh, Zhao Zifeng, you are so vicious, you beat my lover like this!"

A series of contemptuous eyes fell on Zhao Zifeng, even though Zhao Zifeng kept explaining, no one would believe it.

He Xiaoyu couldn't believe it, she frowned and walked over to Zhao Zifeng and asked again: "Zifeng, really, really you beat my mother?"

Zhao Zifeng knew now that it was useless to say anything, everyone here could not believe in him, he only asked He Xiaoyu to believe in himself, that was enough!
"I really don't have one!"

"Then how do you explain my mother's injury? What do people here say?"

He Xiaoyu said word by word, disappointed again and again in her heart, she really thought that these things were all lies, but the truth came into her eyes, and she couldn't help but accept it.

Zhao Zifeng wanted to speak but stopped, like a lump in his throat.

Yang Guiyu coughed twice, spit out a smear of blood, and said dying: "Just now, I raised some marriage conditions with him. I know that his life is not easy, so those conditions are very low. Who knows, he is not willing. He insists on getting married." Threatening me, if the negotiation fails in the end, you still attack me! Cough cough!"

After hearing Yang Guiyu's words, He Xiaoyu's heart was completely chilled, and he turned around and ignored Zhao Zifeng.

"Wait, that's really not the case! Xiao Yu!" Zhao Zifeng held He Xiaoyu back.

But He Xiaoyu turned around, raised her hand and slapped Zhao Zifeng's cheek fiercely, tears filled her eyes immediately, and said in a cold tone: "Zifeng! I'm very disappointed in you!"

boom!
These words were like a thunderbolt hitting Zhao Zifeng's celestial spirit cover.

Zhao Zifeng touched his hot cheek, and looked at He Xiaoyu with an embarrassed expression.

I thought I could negotiate a good deal with Yang Guiyu today, but who knew it was a trap of a grand banquet.

He Xiaoyu helped Yang Guiyu up and said, "Mom, I'll take you to the hospital!"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Wen immediately came over and snatched Yang Guiyu away. He rolled his eyes and said, "I'll send your mother to the hospital for an injury check. Tell me about that brat, it's really disgusting!"

After finishing speaking, He Wen helped Yang Guiyu limping out of the door of the teahouse.

But He Xiaoyu turned his eyes and looked at Zhao Zifeng coldly.

At this moment, she was puzzled why Zhao Zifeng hit his mother so hard.

She ignored Zhao Zifeng, and followed He Wen's footsteps and walked out.

But Zhao Zifeng sat on a seat blankly, his expression was gloomy, and his eyebrows revealed a trace of chill.

Not long after, Zhao Zifeng's phone rang.

After answering, there was a furious voice: "Zhao Zifeng! Come here immediately! Compensate my wife's medical expenses!"

After Zhao Zifeng heard this, he frowned. It seemed that the couple really insisted on biting their tongues!

"Where?" Zhao Zifeng didn't ask too much, he wanted to see what this sinister couple was going to do!
"Platinum bar!"

Zhao Zifeng was stunned. Didn't he just go to the hospital for an injury check?Why did you go to the bar again all of a sudden?
With doubts, Zhao Zifeng vomited helplessly, and took a taxi to the Platinum Bar.

When he arrived, he found that the bar was closed during the day, and it was pitch black when he walked in. On the table in the front hall, there was a man in a suit sitting, surrounded by seven or eight strong young men.

Zhao Zifeng stepped forward, and a young man in front asked domineeringly, "You are Zhao Zifeng, right?"

"Yes, it's me!" Zhao Zifeng replied indifferently.

Zhao Zifeng could more or less imagine that this was another scheme of Yang Guiyu and He Wen's couple.

Sure enough, as soon as he thought about it, He Wen walked out slowly in the background, staring at Zhao Zifeng with dark eyes.

"Didn't you say you want me to pay for the medical expenses? Where's Yang Guiyu?" Zhao Zifeng said lightly.

And at this time, those seven or eight young people sneered at the same time.

And the man in the suit sitting in the chair in front, wearing a floral shirt with a large neckline, revealing the green dragon tattoo on his chest, squinted at Zhao Zifeng with disdain, and said, "Boy, you are quite calm! You look so calm in this situation." leisurely."