Chatper 44 (1/2)

Yue Zhiheng was still drinking, as if he didn't know that he was surrounded by danger, maybe he didn't take those people seriously at all.

"Brother, what are you bastards, why did you come to my brother's place to make trouble?" A cut-cut, scarred face, wearing a fancy shirt, with a cigarette in his mouth, came to the opposite side of Yue Zhiheng, and a younger brother pulled him away. Chair, he sat on it.

Yue Zhiheng continued to drink, ignoring the scarred face.

"Oh, it's tough, for a while, but it will make you soft and soft, come on, hit me to death!" Scarface threw the cigarette butt, waved his hand forward, and behind him Those dog-legs, holding sticks, beat Yue Zhiheng.

I saw Yue Zhiheng slipped his foot to dodge the blow, and dodged sideways. The stick hit the face of the person behind him. Yue Zhiheng grabbed a person and threw it towards the others, knocking down After a while, Yue Zhiheng opened his red eyes, listening to the sound of broken wine glasses in the bar and the screams of people, which stimulated him even more. He was looking for the scarred face hiding behind the person.

With a punch, those who stood in front of Scarface were thrown far away, and Scarface appeared in Yue Zhiheng's sight.

"You, don't come here, don't come here, hey, you bunch of idiots, come on, come on!" Scarface backed away, and many people in the bar dispersed. They saw some fights, and they were also curious. The heavy ones hid in a corner and watched the excitement, and what's more, they even held a gun.

Yue Zhiheng is like a god descending, walking over step by step, feeling the ground trembling.

"Uncle, Uncle, just let me go. How about you coming to this bar from now on and counting on me alone? Don't do anything, don't do anything, calm down, calm down." Dao Scar had a coquettish smile on his face.

"Do you think the uncle is short of money? Pay you back? Let me tell you, the uncle came here just to vent his anger. Congratulations, you won the lottery." Yue Zhiheng stopped talking nonsense, and slashed his scarred face until he begged his father to sue Grandma's.

After leaving the bar, Yue Zhiheng felt a little unsteady when he walked. He saw that there were two moons in the sky. He walked up to the Hummer, took out the key and pressed it for a long time, but there was no movement. Angrily, he punched the car door.

"Hey, why did you smash my car?" Someone ran over from behind and questioned Yue Zhiheng.

After looking at it for a long time, I realized that the car was black and my car was army green.

Yue Zhiheng turned around and left, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Crazy!" The man behind murmured, opened the car door, walked away, and sprayed the exhaust fume on Yue Zhiheng's face.

At this! Yue Zhiheng finally found his car, pressed it, and it rang, opened the car door and sat in, trying to insert the key to start the ignition, but the key hole was dangling all the time, and he couldn't insert it no matter what.

"Don't move, don't move!" Yue Zhiheng coaxed the keyhole, but he didn't move at all.

Forget it, just sleep in the car, no one wants him anyway, Duan Lian dislikes him, and his mother also targets him, the army can't go back at this time, only in the car is his shelter.

"President Mu, what do you need from me?" Ling Feng stood in front of Mu Sixiu's bed.

"Tell me, what happened while I was in a coma." Mu Sixiu drank tea leisurely, at this moment he couldn't help but relax.

"Do you have to say everything?" Ling Feng asked again.

"Including every detail." Mu Sixiu confirmed the scope.

Ling Feng began to sort out his thoughts, and reported to Ling Feng everything that happened during this period in detail, including Lu Yaqin's meeting with Ji Ge.

"She went to see Ji Ge? Then what's Ji Ge's reaction?" Mu Sixiu's leisurely attitude disappeared in an instant, replaced by his nervousness.

"There's no big reaction, it just seems, maybe..." Ling Feng didn't dare to continue.

"Say!" The teacup also flew towards Ling Feng.

"It seems that Miss Ji misunderstood you and thought that

You had a baby with Miss Lu because she was barren. "Ling Feng said as he took a few steps back and reached the door.

"Go down!" Mu Sixiu's face immediately sank.

"son."

"Sixiu." As soon as Ling Feng went out, two women came to Mu Sixiu's ward.

"Mom, Yaqin, you are here." Mu Sixiu looked at his well-maintained mother and elegant and dignified fiancee, his face became much gentler.

"Son, come here, this is the bone soup that Yaqin made for you. Drink more, and you will recover faster. Yaqin is a good wife, so you can get married this year." Zhao Enhui looked at it with satisfaction. Well-behaved Lu Yaqin.

"Well, this soup is delicious, Mom, you should try it too." Mu Sixiu changed the topic.

Lu Yaqin filled another bowl for Zhao Enhui, and handed it to her respectfully.

"Look, Yaqin is very polite and understands etiquette, whatever you think about it." Zhao Enhui looked at Lu Yaqin with a smile.

"Auntie, you're flattering me. I haven't done enough." Lu Yaqin lowered her head shyly.

"Son, what's your opinion? It's already October and it's too late for the end of the year. Why don't you just start the wedding next year? Yaqin has been waiting for you for two years, and all her good youth has been wasted." Zhao Enhui drank the soup , persuaded his son.

"Auntie, it's because I don't want to get married so soon. My body is quite weak and needs to be recuperated." Seeing that Mu Sixiu was silent, Lu Yaqin brought the topic to herself.