The Tsundere God's Way to Pursue His Wife

Chapter 147 Happy Birthday, My Yue Yue (22)

1Chapter 17 Happy birthday, my Yueyue (22)

Amid the pain of the curly-haired man, Wang Jiazhuo gritted his teeth and said, "Tian Weibo, did you do it on purpose? Didn't I tell you? Leave him to me? Are you deaf?"

At the moment when Wang Jiazhuo's words just fell, Tian Weibo threw the curly-haired man heavily on the ground in a perfect over-the-shoulder fall. It seemed that the curly-haired man couldn't get up at all.

Then, while he was taking care of the rest of the people, he replied to Wang Jiazhuo's words with a smirk: "Um, I'm really sorry, you're a little late..."

"Damn it, Tian Weibo, are you poisonous? I told you before you made up the knife, and asked you to leave him to me!"

"I'm really sorry, Brother Zhuo, I really didn't hear it. In such a chaotic scene, I don't even know when you talked to me. I just vaguely heard a few hello..."

While Tian Weibo was answering, two more people were knocked down to the ground, Wang Jiazhuo didn't want to talk to Tian Weibo at all.

Tian Weibo led a group of people, chasing and beating the last person who immediately wanted to run away when he saw him, and then asked Wang Jiazhuo: "Brother Zhuo, why do you think you are so big, and you are blocked by them in such a dead end?" inside."

When Tian Weibo finished speaking, the last person was successfully beaten to the ground. He tidied up the dust on his clothes and body, and turned to look at Li Jiatong. After all, she was the culprit this time.

When the fight started, Li Jiatong had already secretly hid aside. He didn't speak, but the crowd lying on the ground at this moment was enough to shock her.

Li Jiatong pursed his lips, his face turned pale and purple, and he still stayed there tremblingly, not daring to move.

Tian Weibo seemed unwilling to waste too much time with Li Jiatong, and had no intention of sympathizing with her, so he bent over to pick up the wooden stick she had just held in her hand, and swung it at Li Jiatong vigorously.

Accompanied by Li Jiatong's scream, she crouched on the ground and huddled tightly together: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't hit me, don't hit me..."

Li Jiatong chanted alone for a long time, and stopped begging for mercy when she realized that there was no pain coming from her body, and then she realized that she didn't seem to be beaten.

She raised her head tremblingly, and saw that the wooden stick was right above her head.

She immediately screamed in fright, shrinking her neck back, not daring to vent her breath, sweat had already flowed from her forehead to her neck.

"Hehe, what a powerful person I think I am, but I'm just an idiot. In the future, let your people who can't get on the stage stop me, otherwise don't blame me for being rude. This time it's just a warning." Tian Weibo condescended Looking at Li Jiatong, he sneered with disdain.

"Let me tell you, girls have to be clean and self-sufficient. To love is to love openly, to love is to have a bottom line, and to have integrity. I have seen too many people like you, and I have never seen them in my life. Will be loved with heart, unless a man is blind!"

After speaking, Tian Weibo glanced at Wang Jiazhuo and Chen Shuyue who were standing beside him: "Let's go Brother Zhuo, Sister Zhuo."

Walking out of the exclusive courtyard, Tian Weibo's motorcade was domineering behind the door, blocking most of the roads. Many people were taking pictures. After all, it is rare for a group of luxury cars to gather in the same place at the same time.

(End of this chapter)