Charming wife and seductive: the black-bellied president is too dangerous

But Mo Hongming didn't hear it. Seeing that several people stopped their movements, he immediately felt that his prestige was being contemptuous.

"Go away, I will do it myself!"

He waved away Yang Li who was helping him to press the wound on his head, stepped forward and kicked several people away one by one, ready to do it himself.

"Bah!"

The locked door was violently broken open from the outside, and more than a dozen bodyguards in black rushed in and pinned Mo Hongming to the ground involuntarily.

The people in the box were stunned by this change, and the noisy space suddenly fell silent.

Yang Li calmly breathed a sigh of relief.

When An Xin was being drunk, she vaguely heard the word Mo Zhengting, and worried, she called Cheng Tianyi.

Relying on the identity of the Mo family, Mo Hongming walked sideways in the whole Bei city. Wherever he had received such treatment, his face flushed with anger and he shouted arrogantly.

"You know who I am? Are you looking for death? If you don't let go, be careful, I will make your life worse than death..."

Mo Hongming's pig-killing shout was heard in the whole box, but the others held their breath because they saw him appearing at the door, dressed in a black suit, with a cold expression, and a dignified demeanor like an emperor. Mo Zhengting walked in.

That man whose position as mayor can be shaken by moving his fingers, how dare they have to cause trouble?

Some people began to retreat to the corner, wishing they could penetrate the wall and leave this place of right and wrong.

When Cheng Tianyi saw An Xin lying on the ground, he immediately took off his suit and tried to cover it, but was stopped by Mo Zhengting's eyes.

Walking up to An Xin with long legs, his expression was calm, but he quickly took off his coat, wrapped An Xin's petite body around him, and pulled her into his arms.

Smelling the familiar faint smell of tobacco, An Xin couldn't help crying anymore, and then pressed her swollen bun-like face against the man's chest that was still hot through the shirt.

"Mo Zhengting, it's all your fault, I hate you, if you don't come again, I'm going to die, woo woo..."

The voice that was originally delicate and blurred, now sounds like a kitten humming.

Mo Zhengting's deep gaze swept across An Xin's red and swollen cheeks. The bottom of his eyes, which were already unpredictable, seemed to be frozen, which made one's heart chill.

The black eyes turned again, and saw that the left hand of the person in his arms was holding a sharp piece of red wine, because the palm was cut so tightly that it was bloody.

The bushy brows could no longer be restrained from frowning.

Mo Hongming was dumbfounded the moment he saw his nephew Mo Zhengting appear.

Especially when he saw Mo Zhengting holding An Xin into his arms, he suddenly understood something, a person in his 40s, but guilty and terrified like a mouse seeing a cat.

"It's okay, don't be afraid."

Mo Zhengting lovingly patted the skinny back of the person in his arms, coaxing him softly and patiently.After An Xin's tense body gradually relaxed, she slowly pulled out the glass shards from her stiff hands and threw them to Cheng Tianyi.

The women in the entire private room stared at this scene that they will never forget.

Envy, jealousy, these words cannot describe the shock and madness in their hearts at the moment.

How I wish that man known as a financial giant would hold me in his arms~

Uneasy throughout the day, coupled with worry and fear, and the excessive physical and mental effort just now, An Xin passed out peacefully in Mo Zhengting's arms.

Noticing that the person in his arms was breathing evenly, Mo Zhengting turned his attention to the frightened Mo Hongming, his uncle.

"Zheng, Zhengting, um, so I came here to look for you, I thought it was... Zhengting's vision is good, hehe... Can you let them let me go first?"

Meeting those eyes as deep as an ancient pond, Mo Hongming hurriedly begged for help.

Mo Zhengting just looked straight at Mo Hongming's flattering face without saying a word, the emotion on his face was hard to see through.

Under Cheng Tianyi's signal, the bodyguard quickly drove away the idlers.

In the messy box, the originally dim and ambiguous lights were adjusted to be as bright as day, reflecting Mo Hongming's flattering and frightened expression extremely clearly.

Everyone looked at the man like a king in silence, gently picked up An Xin who was unconscious, and found a seat to sit down.

Under the extreme silence, the air seemed to be frozen, depressed, dignified, and he didn't dare to breathe too hard.

Finally, under Mo Zhengting's signal, the bodyguard let go of his hand.

Mo Hongming quickly got up from the ground, adjusted the messy hem of his clothes, and cheekily put on a well-dressed and dignified appearance.

"Nephew, I didn't know your uncle was yours, look at this..."

He adjusted the person in his arms to a comfortable sitting position, and carefully leaned against him.A voice that was so low and indifferent that it lacked any emotion reverberated in the air——