Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Su Nuo was still in a state of confusion. She blinked and accidentally met Qing Wan's gaze.

Wet and fragile, as if it was about to break.

why?

It was still the same face, and he was still as cowardly and timid as before, but...

There is an indescribable charm.

One look at it makes one's heart itch to the bone.

Did Dong Xi look like this before?

Su Nuo's blank mind was filled with such doubts that she didn't even notice the approaching footsteps.

"Xixi!"

Song Yanshu had a bad feeling when he heard that Jiang Mosui was coming here. Now seeing this scene, he was even more furious.

He took a big step forward and rushed over to protect Qing Wan tightly. His eyes fell like a knife on Jiang Mosui, who was about to take action with a gloomy face, and he shouted in a low voice word by word: "How far are you going to push her?!"

This sentence was like a nail that nailed Jiang Mosui to the spot. His eyes were bloodshot and he stared at Song Yanshu with vicious and jealous eyes.

"Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to judge the relationship between me and her? You are just a family dog ​​that lives on the Jiang family. Why are you so high and mighty here?!"

Jiang Mosui forced himself not to look at Qing Wan's frightened and fragile expression. He clenched his palms tightly, trying his best to suppress all the evil desires that were surging up in his mind, wanting to appear decent and calm in front of his sweetheart.

"Song Yanshu, this is a misunderstanding between Xixi and me. I can explain everything. It's not your turn as an outsider to question and judge."

"Misunderstanding?" Song Yanshu was almost laughing out of anger.

"When you were with her, you allowed her to be bullied and slandered, and you condescended to play with her feelings. You even cheated on her and got her pregnant. Now you come here and say it was a misunderstanding?"

"Jiang Mosui, please have some shame."

Song Yanshu, who had always been elegant and steady, had now completely torn off that layer of appearance. His cold and furious look even frightened Su Nuo who was standing next to him.

She stared at the scene blankly, unable to react.

If she was not mistaken, the man protecting Dong Xi was the heir of the Song family, Song Ya's brother, and Jiang Mosui's future brother-in-law.

So what's going on with these two people now?

Are they pulling each other's hair for Dong Xi?

Has this world gone crazy?!

Su Nuo was surprised, and her eyes subconsciously fell on the little white flower whom she always looked down upon.

She still looked pitiful, her nose tip was red from crying, and when the man held her in his arms, she looked like a beautiful gem that was about to break.

Especially after Song Yanshu yelled those words, she bit her lips until they turned white, grabbed the corner of Song Yanshu's clothes, and cried and begged: "Don't say it, don't say it..."

The trembling crying voice was like a sharp knife, suddenly cutting a bloody gash in the hearts of the two men.

Song Yanshu was so distressed that his breathing became sluggish, and he hugged her tighter with pity, which once again stimulated Jiang Mosui who was already on the verge of exploding.

"Get your dirty hands off!"

He was like a dragon whose reverse scale was touched. The corners of his eyes turned bloodshot. He suddenly rushed forward like a madman and kicked Song Yanshu away.

The latter was caught off guard and staggered back several steps.

Qing Wan seemed to be frightened by this sudden change. After a low cry of surprise, Jiang Mo hugged her tightly in a hurry.

"I'm sorry Xixi, I didn't mean to do that, it was just an accident."

He spoke rapidly, his hands and feet were cold, and the force he held around the person kept tightening, as if he wanted to press the warmth in his arms into his bones and blood to feel a little more at ease.

His beautiful and tender little Sayuri has a rich fragrance all over his body, and his neck, as white as jade, is so attractive that it makes people's scalp tingle.

It’s really white and soft, and it looks like it would turn red if you lick it gently.

Jiang Mosui looked obsessed, burying his nose in the back of the neck and sniffing it lightly, his spine shivering with pleasure because of this brief second.

He was like a madman, and his hoarse and distorted voice was full of madness.

"Please forgive me again, Xixi. I beg you. I will make it up to you. I can make up for anything. Please..."

Before Jiang Mosui could finish his words, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his scalp. He subconsciously raised his head and was hit in the face.

Song Yanshu did not hold back his strength at all, his handsome and elegant face was distorted with anger because of Jiang Mosui's offensive behavior towards Qing Wan just now.

"What qualifications do you have to ask for forgiveness!"

Blood was oozing from the corner of Jiang Mosui's mouth, and his face was covered in bruises. At this moment, he was staring at Song Yanshu with a sinister look in his eyes.

"Shut up!"

"Shut up? Why, Master Jiang also feels guilty?"

Song Yanshu's eyes were full of sarcasm, and every word he said seemed to be stabbing Jiang Mosui in the heart.

"What can you make up for her? Is it the humiliation of the past three years or the child in someone else's belly? Jiang Mosui, don't you know how dirty you are? What qualifications do you have to come here and beg for forgiveness?"

"Are you fucking deaf when I tell you to shut up?"

Jiang Mosui's eyes were filled with bloodshot. He couldn't bear to hear the truth being torn apart. The naked and bloody facts made him panic from the bottom of his heart.

Do something! Something must be done!!

His pupils trembled nervously, and his roaring brutality finally stopped on Song Yanshu.

Bitch!

It was this bitch who wanted to take his Xixi away!!

Jiang Mo's breath smelled of blood, and at a certain moment he rushed towards Song Yanshu like a trapped beast that had no other choice but to jump.

The latter reacted quickly, but the next second after he dodged, the two of them inevitably wrestled with each other.

The punches were hitting each other's flesh, and the life-and-death situation was so frightening that Su Nuo held his breath and took a step back.

The culprit who caused all this was always weak and innocent, huddled in the corner, with wet eyes, and trembling with tears, he repeatedly advised: "Stop fighting..."

001 watched the scene calmly and was not surprised at the development of the matter.

After all, for the followers of the succubus, monopolizing their own god is like an innate instinct.

Not to mention that under Qing Wan's deliberate hunting, all the dark sides of the prey will be magnified to the extreme.

No one can escape from the succubus.

Even the almighty heaven's way won't work.

Qing Wan was also watching the scene in front of her. After noticing the slightly hurried footsteps outside the ward door, she let out a soft "tsk" in her heart.

I wanted to let them fight for a while longer.

Never mind, it’s just an appetizer anyway.

She lowered her eyes and suppressed her thoughts, her long eyelashes raised, still the timid Dong Xi.

After finding the right opportunity, she staggered to her feet and rushed forward without hesitation to stand in front of Song Yanshu.

At that time, Jiang Mosui was about to smash the vase in his hand at Song Yanshu's head, but was stopped by Qing Wan, and he stopped just inches away.

"Xixi..." Jiang Mo just started to tremble as if he had survived a calamity when he was kicked away by Song Yanshu who suddenly jumped out from behind Qing Wan.

With a dull "bang", Jiang Mosui crashed in front of the people who arrived late.

This sudden change made everyone gasp in shock, especially when they saw the mess in the room, the expressions on their faces went blank for a moment.

It was the bodyguard in the front who reacted first and hurriedly went to help Jiang Mosui.

The latter pushed the man away, his face pale, and he hunched his back and tried to stagger to grab Qing Wan, with a desperate expression on his face, like a dying prisoner.

"Xixi, can you please give me another chance..."

Qingwan's eyes were red. Seeing her "lover" being so humble, she subconsciously took a step forward.

But before he could move, he was pulled back with great force.

"Young Master Jiang has been overworked for many days and is mentally disturbed. Send him down to let the doctor take a look."

Song Yanshu's voice was cold and hoarse, and his blood-stained eyebrows and eyes were immersed in a shadow, looking weird and distorted.