Chapter 337 (1/2)

Finally someone opened the door of the women's toilet. The woman carefully looked out to see that there was no one outside. Her eyes inadvertently saw the men's toilet, but found that there was a woman standing in the men's toilet.

She was wondering, the man behind had left, but when she left, she heard the man remind him in his ear: ”don't forget what I told you.”

”I see. I won't delay you.” Yan Tianxing looked at the men's room without blinking, and should do something about him.

After the man left, she quickly stepped forward and went to the door of the men's room. Her ear was close to the door and she listened to their voices quietly.

Hear the woman call Ling shaotian's name, and voice choked, like trying to endure, but some wronged cry.

The conversation goes on. Hearing the woman accuses Ling shaotian and mentions Li muyuan's name, Yan Tianxing thinks that this woman should be an Xiaoqiao.

Just thinking about it, I heard Ling shaotian's angry reply: ”an Xiaoqiao, why do you blame yourself, you are my wife, why do you want to immerse yourself in such a fearless thing.”

”Your wife, Ling shaotian, can you be more rational? I'm going to marry Li muyuan, and I'm going to be his wife. I don't want to have anything to do with you, and I don't want to be like you. When I'm having sex with Chu Jiaojiao, I'm going to make trouble.” An Xiaoqiao knows that the divorce certificate has not been issued yet. They are husband and wife with legal basis.

”You mean I'm wishful thinking, wishful thinking that we are the real couple?” Ling shaotian ignored the words behind an Xiaoqiao and said the facts in front of him angrily.

He describes very aptly, now Ling shaotian is wishful thinking, because he didn't want to be with him at all, so entanglement is his wishful thinking.

An Xiaoqiao raised his eyes to his hawk Falcon's eyes, and asked coldly, ”isn't it?”

The words have already said this, anxiaoqiao didn't have the desire to quarrel. After looking and asking coldly, he was ready to turn around and leave, but the man in front of him was not angry because of anxiaoqiao's words. He walked up to her like he was possessed. The painting style changed suddenly, and he even came up with a dead face: ”yes, I'm wishful thinking, so anxiaoqiao, you are my wife, No one can change that. ”

”Ling shaotian, what do you want?” An Xiaoqiao is very angry.

”Come back to me.” This time, he was not vague.

Looking at Ling shaotian suddenly become firm, and not half a joke, an Xiaoqiao is flustered in the heart, she was once again frightened by such eyes, just like at the beginning, she did not have any feelings of imprisonment.

”Ling shaotian, this time you don't think I will listen to you.” An Xiaoqiao coldly refused his request, and then turned to leave.

Yan Tianxing outside the door quickly put away her mobile phone, ran to the women's toilet, and a dark shadow passed in front of an Xiaoqiao's eyes. She was stunned. She quickly pushed the door open. Seeing that there was nothing outside the door, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

She left with a pale face. As soon as she got out of the corridor, she saw Nan Ziheng standing with ah Xin. Ah Xin was holding clothes in one hand and a pharmacy bag in the other. It should be the medicine to deal with the wound.

See an Xiaoqiao leave, south son constant just as if nothing had happened to come forward, pretend to bump into her: ”eh, come out, shaotian OK?”

”He's OK. Go and bandage him.” Although knowing that nanziheng was waiting here on purpose to give them time to be alone, an Xiaoqiao didn't intend to tear it down, so he went to the box.

Nan Ziheng takes a Xin to the bathroom. As soon as he enters, he sees a clear palm print on his face.

”What are you doing? You must want to do something about animals. She slapped you, right?” South son constant experience old road appearance, said bitterly.

”What else do you think I can do?” Ling shaotian turned around and the scabby wound on his back had split a little and was bleeding out.

”President, why don't you go to the hospital?” Ah Xin looked at the wound like a child's mouth, bright red, hurriedly nervous suggestions.

”Wrap him up and we'll go to the hospital.” Nanziheng pursed his lips and frowned, and then made a decision.