116: C116 It Was a Family Matter That His Wife Was Beaten up

C116 It Was a Family Matter That His Wife Was Beaten up

"Hey, miss, don't be in a hurry to leave. The director's treating!" He passed by a staff member and shouted.

Hai Xiaomin hurriedly bowed to him and said without stopping, "I'm sorry, I still have some urgent matters to attend to. See you next time."

It was almost eleven o'clock in the morning. Rainbow Street was indeed decorated with red lanterns and wine. The water on the side of the road reflected the broken neon lights all over the place.

This street was a famous entertainment paradise in H City. There were many nightclubs and clubs on both sides of the street. There were not many people on the road during the day. At night, people's work and breathing seemed to be subverted, and they entered into a sleepless night.

On the side of the road in front of a nightclub, there was a Maserati convertible sports car parked. It was bright red, and under the night and neon lights, there was a dark light that was as intoxicating as wine.

In the rearview mirror of the car, a pair of beautiful eyes glanced at the nightclub door from time to time. A dark shadow at the end of the eyes added a bit of the charm of a night elf to her.

Not long after, a group of drunk men and women supported each other. Led by people who were slightly sober, they dragged their feet and walked over.

... "I drank a little too much tonight, so don't drive anymore. I called someone to drive for you." The group of people came to the car door.

One of the men, who was drunk as mud, climbed into the passenger seat's car with a bang. His gaze followed the woman's butt and waist and gradually moved up. He looked up and shouted with his tongue out, "Yo? A beauty is driving for me!"

That mouthful of murky alcohol smell almost made Hai Xiaomin unable to open her eyes.

She forced a smile and politely said to the other party, "Good evening, sir!"

He staggered to his feet and waved at Hai Xiaomin. "Get out of the car!"

"What's the matter?" Hai Xiaomin did not understand.

"Come down." The other side repeatedly urged.

Hai Xiaomin was helpless and could only get off the car and walk around to the side.

The man looked at her up and down with lustful eyes. He stared at her and asked with the smell of alcohol, "Beauty, how much for a night? We'll pay for it tonight! "

"Sir, you're drunk!" Hai Xiaomin reminded him with a good temper.

The other party raised his eyebrows. When she deliberately put on airs, she took out a stack of brand new US dollars from somewhere and generously patted Hai Xiaomin's forehead. "Is this enough!"

Realizing that she could not reason with the other party, Hai Xiaomin pushed his chest with a cold expression. She turned around and wanted to go around the driver's seat. She did not expect that the other party would hold her hand and pull her into his embrace.

"What are you doing? If you don't let go, I will sue you for harassment!" Hai Xiaomin struggled.

"Pa!" The man was annoyed. He waved his hand and slapped her on the face. He spat, "Damn it! Why are you pretending to be noble when you're out for sale? I'll give you face and no shame! "

Hai Xiaomin covered one side of her face and looked at him in fear.

"Brother Hui, brother Hui, take it easy. If she is unwilling, then forget it. Let's find a better one..." Her companion advised. It was not good to cause a scene on the street.

The other party made use of the alcohol to act tyrannically: "No way! I want her tonight..."

At this moment, Hai Xiaomin's shoulder suddenly hurt. She had an extra hand and used all her strength to pull her body over. She still had time to see who it was. "Pa!" An even heavier slap. It made her dizzy.

Immediately after, all sorts of attacks landed on her body.

"You shameless vixen! Lowly slut! Seducing my husband! I'll beat you to death!"

Two or three women rushed out of nowhere and surrounded Hai Xiaomin to beat her up without any explanation. Instead, they pushed the group of drunk people to the side.

That man also did not make a sound. He just smacked his lips and stood by the side with a face full of disappointment.

When those people who tried to stop the fight saw that it was sister-in-law who came over to catch the adulterer, they also had bitter expressions on their faces. None of them had any intention of helping.

"Ah!" Hai Xiaomin screamed from time to time. She was pulled to the side and her body was pinched and pinched by those women. What was even more excessive was that there was actually someone trying to scratch her face during the chaos!2

She tried her best to protect her face and loudly defended herself, "Madam! Madam, you misunderstood! I'm just a substitute! "

Hearing this, the other party became even more arrogant: "Alright! A mere substitute wants to snatch my man from me? Bah! Why don't you take a piss and take a look at yourself! Everyone, come and take a look. This is what happens when you become a mistress!"

More and more people were watching the show. They were all pointing and pointing at the crowd.

"I didn't!" Hai Xiaomin's explanation was buried in the voices of the people. It was so pale and powerless.

On the street outside of the crowd, a low-profile black luxury car drove past. The movement on the street attracted the attention of the people on it. He indifferently glanced over there. Through the gaps in the crowd, he saw some interesting scenes.

"Wait! Stop the car!"

"Take off her clothes and upload it into a video so that she won't be able to hide it for the rest of her life!"

Hai Xiaomin was terrified when she heard that. This time, she did not even care about her face and did her best to protect her clothes. If she were to be stripped naked and uploaded onto the Internet, she would really be red!

At this moment, the hands that were desperately tearing her clothes suddenly disappeared.

A big hand came in and pushed away the women who were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. With a backhand twist, it pulled her into the chest.

Feeling her broad and strong arms, Hai Xiaomin was still in shock. She turned her head to look up and her pupils violently contracted. "Ling..."

Ling Yao lowered his head to look at her. His sexy thin lips were pressed into a line, and he did not make a sound. He only tightened his arms around her, silently giving her a greater sense of security.

Suddenly, Hai Xiaomin seemed to have lost all her strength. She leaned against him and did not cry just now. Now, her eyes could not help but be covered with tears.

"Who are you? Why are you meddling in other people's business?" The leading woman cursed. She was not afraid even when she saw that someone was backing her. She wanted to continue fighting, but she was stopped by a few burly men who came out of nowhere.

Seeing that it was someone from the other party, she lost some confidence.

Ling Yao looked at her coldly and slowly said, "She is my woman. It is a family matter that her wife was beaten up!"

As he said this, he clearly felt the woman in his arms stiffen. He lowered his head and rubbed her messy hair. He smiled gently. "Wife, don't be afraid. Hubby will support you!"

Hai Xiaomin looked at him. The moment he smiled, her heart skipped a beat.

"Shouldn't you give an explanation for what happened today?" Ling Yao raised his head again. There was still a smile on his lips, but it was not a bright sunlight. Instead, it was a cold wind that sent a chill down one's spine.

The surrounding people were noisy. Ling Yao's people were dispersing the crowd. The few drunkards saw that the situation was not right and wanted to sneak into the crowd to escape, but they were politely invited back. "Please wait for a moment. My boss might have something to say to you later."

"No, no, it has nothing to do with us..."

"What are you doing? You dare to touch me? Do you know who my father is?

When they saw that the person who had used the alcohol to bully had been brought back with a punch, the others instantly became obedient.

The three women were clear-headed. When they saw the situation, they knew that they had offended a person they could not afford to offend. They had already beaten him up, so what was the use of regretting it? In addition, they were in the right, so they felt a little more confident thinking about it.

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