308: C308 Pong on the Corridor

C308 Pong on the Corridor

But just as he walked out of the low-profile, luxurious corridor and walked towards the door, he saw a group of people coming in front of him.2

They were all dressed in suits, tall, long legs, and their gazes were filled with killing intent. It was as cool as the big shots appearing in movies, especially the man in the lead. He was dressed in black and had an extremely strong aura.

He could feel his killing intent from two to three meters away -

What was going on? Why did this person look so familiar! Su Yuyan stood on her tiptoes and looked at him seriously for a few seconds before she suddenly realized. Damn, wasn't that her husband, Nan Jinshen?

This guy was really amazing. He woke up so quickly and then found her.

Of course, Su Yuyan didn't want her husband to find out that she was meeting another guy here. So she turned around and wanted to run, but the next second, Nan Jinshen recognized her.

"Su, Yu, Yan! You, stop!"

Nan Jinshen brought a large group of people and walked over in a grandiose manner. He did not give her any chance to escape and directly reached out his hand to knock her against the wall of the corridor.

The dim yellow light poured down from above his head. The expression on his face could not be seen clearly, but he could still feel that this man's body was emitting a frightening cold aura.

"You actually drugged me?" Nan Jinshen looked at her with red eyes. He grabbed her arm and lowered his head to lock her face.

Su Yuyan's mind went blank. She did not do anything. She looked extremely shocked. "Hubby, how did you know I was here?"

"I checked the car recorder."

Nan Jinshen said that. The anger on his face did not decrease at all. The veins on his forehead showed. It was like the calm before the storm. He lowered his anger and growled, "Why did you do that?"

"I..." Su Yuyan's expression was a little awkward, even though she openly came out to meet Fu Chao. She did not do anything, but she still made her husband dizzy. And then came out to meet another man behind his back. This matter... In theory, it couldn't be justified.

However, she was not afraid of being slanted. Her red face turned red as she softly coaxed, "Hubby, why don't we go back and talk about it!"

"It's fine to go back, but I have to kill that brat first!"

Nan Jinshen's cold voice was mixed with anger. He suddenly sneered. "He dares to think about my wife. I will make him regret being born in this world!"

"No!" Su Yuyan firmly stopped him. She had already killed him before the truth was found. At that time, both sides would suffer. If not, she might even implicate her husband.

She forcefully stopped the other party's violent behavior.

The veins on Nan Jinshen's face became even more furious.

With one hand, he forcefully pushed his wife into his arms. He blinked his eyelashes, his eyes were cold, and the corner of his mouth curled up. His expression was extremely ugly. "Wife, what did you say?"

"I said I don't want you to kill people!"

Su Yuyan reached out to touch her stomach and looked at the man in front of her with a determined gaze. She said word by word, "There is always a debt of blood to be repaid. For the sake of our child. Do not kill! I want to use a legal weapon to help Aunt Lan and my parents seek justice. You can't kill Fu Chao before the truth is found out!"

Hearing the word child, Nan Jinshen's expression calmed down a little. He grabbed the girl's slender wrist and subconsciously frowned. In the end, he compromised and said, "For the child's sake, let's forget about it this time. Come back with me!"

After saying that, he did not even turn his head. He held his wife's waist and prepared to leave.

"Wait, she can't leave with you!" Just as Nan Jinshen and Su Yuyan were entangled, a voice as gentle as a clear spring sounded.

Fu Chao, who had been knocked unconscious, finally woke up at this moment. He hurriedly rushed out of the room and walked a few steps over. He stood in front of Nan Jinshen and Su Yuyan, and the two men were ready to fight. A strong smell of gunpowder filled the entrance of the nightclub.

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