Contract marriage pet: the president falls in love with a surrogate wife

"Handsome, by yourself?"

Xiang He is drinking, a woman with a voluptuous figure, painted with smoky makeup, her face is as white as the wall, her red lips are pouting, her waist is lowered, revealing the white flowers on her chest, and her tone of voice is so sweet People get goosebumps.

Xiang He didn't like this kind of woman in the first place, especially when she struck up a conversation with such a low level, he pushed her hand, "Go away, and don't take a mirror to look at yourself, what kind of a person are you!"

The woman cut out, "Tasteless man."

The woman shook off her long hair, and the inferior perfume mixed with the smell of alcohol and tobacco around her. The disgusting smell rushed into Xiang He's nose, making him lift his head in disgust.

"you……"

Before he could utter the words "Not going away", Xiang He's eyes suddenly froze halfway, and he stared in the direction of the woman in a daze.

The woman thought that Xiang He was attracted by her beauty, twisted her slender waist, and squeezed her arms to her chest, trying to make her figure more prominent.

Men are all visual animals, and that's what they like.

The woman was waiting to approach Xiang He, and Xiang He was indeed approaching towards the woman, and even came to the woman's side, and even grabbed the woman's wrist.

Hmph, any man will be subdued under her pomegranate skirt.

The woman thought so.

But in the next second, she felt her body was thrown out heavily, and her neck was stuck on the wine rack beside her.

"Block the way!"

Xiang He spit out these two words coldly.

The woman finally pulled her neck out from the wine rack, pointed at Xiang He, and cursed!

"are you crazy!"

There was a lot of noise in the bar, but the woman's roar was still very loud. Everyone around looked at Xiang He, but Xiang He seemed to have only one direction in his eyes.

The back view of that woman, the woman in the white coat, was very much like the shadow that had been lingering in his heart.

From the very beginning with slow and difficult steps, Xiang He moved faster and faster. All the people who stood in the way were thrown away by him just like the woman at the beginning. go out.

The white figure was getting closer and closer, and he could determine the woman's face and who this person was by simply stretching out his hand.

However, when his hand was about to approach the woman's shoulder, it froze in mid-air.

"Mianmian, there is a handsome guy behind you!"

As soon as the words fell, the woman turned her head abruptly, just in time to see Xiang He with his hands in front of her.

"Hello, what are you doing behind my back like this?"

That face, that voice...

Xiang He took several steps back, even his figure was not right.

Not her!

But who is she?

Hanging Xiang He's hand, that figure was like a prison to them, a chain full of spikes, tightly held in his heart, he wanted to untie it, break free, but the more he Thinking this way, the more pain in my heart, the deeper the sting.

"Ha, ha ha!" Xiang He was drunk and laughed a little crazy.

He casually picked up the wine glass on the table, and suddenly rushed towards the woman just now.

He's going to destroy these!

What woman, what shadow, as long as they are all destroyed and disappeared, he will be free, and his heart will be free!

"Mianmian!"

The friend next to the woman in white shouted loudly.

Mo Mianmian only looked at the man's eyes like a trapped beast, and he didn't know whether it was tears or blood in his eyes, it looked terrifying.

What was even more frightening was that such a man was coming towards her with a wine bottle.

"careful!"

A man suddenly appeared between the two of them, with his back turned to Xiang He, he put his arms around Mo Mianmian, and his back naturally met Xiang He's wine bottle.

The man covered Mo Mianmian's ears with his hands, but Mo Mianmian didn't hear anything.

"Brother Zhao Zhe?"

The imagined pain did not come, Mo Mianmian raised her head and saw Zhao Zhe who was indeed smiling at her.

His smile, as always, never changed, so warm.

But, the wine bottle just now, and that lunatic...

Xiang He behind Zhao Zhe, the wine bottle in his hand has been broken, he stared blankly at the man in front of him, at the blood flowing from the back of his head, staining the gray coat on his body red.

All of a sudden, I hugged my head and cried.

He knelt on the ground, he didn't care whether there were pieces of the wine bottle on the ground, he just knelt on the ground, crying and yelling sorry.

He didn't even know who he was saying sorry to.

Xiang He's voice was so loud that Mo Mianmian finally heard it. She looked at Xiang He, not knowing what to say.

"Brother Zhao Zhe, he..."

Mo Mianmian wanted to ask Zhao Zhe what was going on, but with a glance, she suddenly saw the blood slowly flowing from Zhao Zhe's neck.

"Are you injured?" Mo Mianmian wanted to go to the back to see Zhao Zhe.

Zhao Zhe's smile remained unchanged, "I'm fine, Mianmian, you and Meiyue go back first, okay?"

Tan Meiyue saw the whole process of Zhao Zhe's attack, as well as Zhao Zhe's back, which is now dripping with blood. How could she take Mo Mianmian away like this.

"Miyue, take her away, you know."

Seeing that Tan Meiyue was hesitating, Zhao Zhe said again.

"But..." Mo Mianmian didn't want to leave.

But Tan Meiyue knew what Zhao Zhe meant, so she ignored Mo Mianmian's refusal and pulled Mo Mianmian away.

Indeed, Mo Mianmian cannot stay here.

But the whole time, until Mo Mianmian was pulled away, no one noticed, Mo Mianmian's eyes changed the moment she saw Zhao Zhe was injured, and the moment she finally left, she looked at Xiang He with a complicated and murderous expression.

"You..." bleeding so much, everything in front of Zhao Zhe's eyes is blurred, one can't stand up, so he half kneels on the ground, facing Xiang He, "Why do you want to hurt Mianmian, what's your intention? "

After a period of heart-piercing crying, Xiang He's mood had stabilized, and the effects of alcohol gradually lessened, and he became sober.

Why did he do that just now?

Xiang He was a little confused, but looking at the man in front of him, if he remembered correctly, it seemed that he was the one who hit him.

"Are you OK."

His eyes were still red, but much clearer than before.

"I ask you, why did you attack Mianmian!"

Zhao Zhe didn't back down in the slightest, full of hostility.

Xiang He frowned, "Mianmian? Who is it?"

He resumed his usual cynicism again, but Xiang He's gesture angered Zhao Zhe even more.

Regardless of the injury on his head, Zhao Zhe got up from the ground, clenched his fist with his right hand, and was heading towards Xiang He's face.

At this moment, Xiang He wanted to understand who Mian Mian was, but the fist had already come, and his instinctive reaction made him dodge Zhao Zhe's fist, and by the way, he grabbed Zhao Zhe and threw him to the ground.

Due to excessive blood loss, Zhao Zhe was unable to resist.

After the fall, Xiang He realized that the injured person he had just injured was the one injured by himself.

It's over, add injury to injury.

sin sin.