Chapter 140
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As the saying goes, the devil is ten times taller.
The more arrogant Yan Zezheng was just now, the more humiliating Yan Zezheng was now.
Yan Zezheng put on his glasses and glanced at the crowd.
"A bunch of trash!"
He scolded the bodyguards on the ground and walked towards the stairs.
Song Jingwan, who had been ignored all this time, saw Yan Zezheng leave and quickly chased after him.
"Oh, I'm sorry to have frightened everyone."
Wang Mingjiang calmed down and supported his waist. "Teacher Gong, quickly call 120 and send these people to the hospital."
He had to admit that he enjoyed watching them.
Cough …
However, as a teacher, he shouldn't be too obvious.
"Brother Xun, are you okay?" Han Jun asked worriedly.
Even if Han Jun was beaten to death, he would never have imagined that Song Yaoyao's Gege was the mysterious Mr. Huo! He had only appeared in rumors, but he had actually appeared in person for Song Yaoyao.
It was as if he was a deity who had willingly stepped down from the altar.
Han Jun's feelings were still very complicated. On one hand, he was intimidated by Huo Xun's aura and secretly admired him. On the other hand, he was conflicted. This Mr. Huo should be his brother Xun's love rival, right?
"What could happen to me?"
Shen Xun's tongue poked his cheek and he hissed in pain. He scratched his head in frustration. "Let's go."
The person involved was no longer here. What were they still doing here?
With Huo Yunque's intervention, the outcome was no longer important.
No matter what, they wouldn't be implicated.
"Brother Xun, if you want to cry, just cry. I know you're feeling terrible …"
Han Jun sighed and patted Shen Xun's shoulder.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped on the head.
"Ouch!"
Shen Xun's eyes were filled with hostility as he looked at him and sneered. "Jun 'er, no one will think you're mute if you don't speak. Do you understand?"
Han Jun felt wronged. "I'm just worried about you."
Although they were love rivals, his brother Xun wasn't even qualified to be one.
Although in his eyes, Brother Xun was very handsome. However, when Mr. Huo appeared, he finally knew what a mature man was.
He didn't even need to make a move. With just a few words, he was able to suppress Yan Zezheng to the point where he couldn't even raise his head.
Most importantly, when had Song Yaoyao ever cried in Brother Xun's arms?
Those who had never been chosen were the saddest.
"Do I need you to worry about me? Scram, scram, scram, don't block the way. I'm fine. "
He raised his leg and pretended to kick Han Jun, but when he saw Han Jun hastily jump away, he turned around and strode away.
"Tsk …"
A sexy woman in a fur coat rubbed her chin and sighed. "So Huo Yunque likes this kind of thing? If I had tied my hair into two ponytails, Rourou, Huo Yunque might have been your uncle-in-law. "
"Cough cough cough cough cough …"
Tang Xinrou wiped her face and rolled her eyes in shock. "Aunty, can you please be more serious? Besides, Mr. Huo didn't even like you back then. Even if you tied your hair into two ponytails, he still wouldn't like you, okay? "
Xia Rao knocked Tang Xinrou on the head and crossed her arms. "Stupid girl, are you looking down on me?"
Tang Xinrou covered her head with tears in her eyes. "Aunty, if my uncle-in-law hears what you said, what do you think will happen?"
"I dare you to tell on me!"
Xia Rao's waist stiffened and she looked uncomfortable. "I'm just joking. Who hasn't been young before? That's all in the past …"
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