Chapter 11: I stole someone outside

Seeing Song Zhifei walking step by step.
Su Yanyun curled up her legs like a frightened deer, and shrank into the sofa, her apricot eyes filled with error.
When ordinary people see her so pitiful and cute, they can't help but soften their hearts.
However, Song Zhifei had already fed his heart to the dog.
Seeing Su Yanyun curled up in fear, he instead pressed the back of the sofa on her face.
"Hide? Where are you hiding?" He gritted his teeth and looked fierce, like an ugly shark. "What about your guts to poke my eyes? How do you dare to beat Miner's belly?"
Su Yanyun shook her head, her voice trembling and faint: "You, what are you talking about..."
"Don't pretend to be stupid!" Song Zhifei squeezed Su Yanyun's wrist and roughly dragged her from the sofa, "Bitch! Come back with me!"
"Let go!" Su Yanyun struggled, her hand that was not clamped, subconsciously waved it, and slapped Song Zhifei's face, just hitting his applied eye.
"Smelly woman!" Song Zhifei let go of her painfully, and covered his eyes, "I can't tell. It's a rabbit in plain clothes, but it's actually a snake-hearted!"
Su Yanyun retreated step by step until she reached the coffee table.
She looked around hurriedly, picked up the crystal ashtray next to her, and held it firmly in her hand. The usual soft eyebrows also stood up fiercely.
"You, don't come over, you bully me, my husband won't let you go!"
The trembling voice still exposed her fear.
"Your husband?" Song Zhifei narrowed his eyes and asked mockingly, "Su Yanyun, did you steal someone outside?"
"Go!" Su Yanyun snorted, suddenly raised the crystal ashtray in his hand and slammed it at Song Zhifei fiercely.
The word stealing, for some reason, touched Su Yanyun's sensitive nerves at the moment, causing her to be weak just now.
"Ah!" Song Zhifei raised his hand to block the ashtray, but the crystal was so heavy that it still swelled his wrist instantly.
Song Zhifei's face was distorted because of pain and even anger.
"Bitch!" He rushed forward and grabbed Su Yanyun by the hair. "Do you think I dare not beat you? You boring and boring woman, if it weren't for your inheritance, who would marry you? !"
He raised his hand high and hit Su Yanyun down.
"Husband" Su Yanyun screamed sadly, "My husband, save me"
Song Zhifei's fist did not go down.
Because someone from behind him grabbed his wrist and twisted his hand to the back.
"Who?" Song Zhifei yelled, and fell uncontrollably to the side, almost falling into the mud.
"Atong!" Su Yanyun hurriedly hid behind the visitor.
The man who came was a man with a height of 185 meters, a high-order suit that was identifiable by the naked eye, with big shoulders and a waist, but his appearance was somewhat elegant and gentle, but the contempt and contempt in his eyes seemed to make Song Zhifei penetrate.
"You, you are the man outside Su Yanyun?" Song Zhifei pointed at the man, "Do you know who I am from Su Yanyun?"
"I don't know," Jiang Tong, who is Rong Linyi's assistant, answered Song Zhifei coldly, "I only know that you are embarrassed by bullying women here."
I have been following Yi Shao for a long time, and I have also become somewhat condensed by Yi Shao.
Even Shao Yi's assistant and personal bodyguard showed a different pressure from ordinary people, enough to calm the audience.