Chapter 993
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
993 Are you trying to instigate me to deal with Lan Xiao?
Song Hefeng suddenly stood up and kicked the chair behind him.
He moved closer to Yang Liu-er across the table.
His eyes were filled with hostility and coldness.
His slender and fair fingers pinched Yang Liu-erâs chin hard as he warned her in a low voice.
âYang Liu-er, donât think that I donât know your motive. Youâre trying to instigate me to deal with Lan Xiao. Do you want Lan Xiao to hate me completely? If weâre talking about vicious thoughts, who can compare to you? Hahaha, you overconfident thing. Do you think that just because everyone is stupid, they are extremely smart? In the future, if I hear you say anything bad about Lan Xiao again, donât blame me for not being polite to you, Yingluo!â
Yang Liu-erâs face turned pale in an instant.
At this moment, she actually saw the killing intent in song Hefengâs eyes.
She was so shocked that her entire body trembled.
His entire body was trembling.
After song Hefeng said this, he suddenly shook off Yang Liu-er.
Then, he took a piece of tissue and wiped his hands.
After he was done, he crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it at Yang Liu-erâs face.
âDonât let me see you stir up any more trouble, or Iâll f * cking play you to death, Qianqian!â
After shouting this, song Hefeng turned around and left.
Yang Liu-er sat there, still in shock and fear.
What had just happened?
Why was song Hefeng so protective of Lan Xiao?
Even though Lan Xiao had rejected him in front of so many people.
Even though he was dejected and disheartened for Lan Xiao.
But he still protected Lan Xiao?
Yang Liu-erâs eyes, filled with jealousy and hatred, seemed to be spewing fire.
She waved her hand and the coffee in front of her fell to the ground.
She shouted at song Hefengâs back, who had already disappeared,âWhy, why? What right does Lan Xiao have to make all of you men love him so madly?â
She couldnât accept this fact.
She had thought that song Hefeng would hate Lan Xiao to the core after being defeated.
If she tried to stir up some trouble, she would definitely be able to use song Hefeng as a weapon against Lan Xiao.
However, she didnât expect song Hefeng to protect Lan Xiao so much.
Even though she had hurt him so deeply, he was still protecting her?
Lan Xiao, what did she do?
Some people gathered around and pointed at Yang Liu-er while whispering to each other.
They were all discussing what had happened to this woman.
The waiter of the coffee shop also ran over in a hurry. When the waiter saw the coffee cup on the ground, his face was full of fear.
Yang Liu-er suppressed the anger and injustice in her heart. She took out a stack of cash from her bag and threw it at the waiterâs face. Then, she staggered out.
She walked out of the café and looked up at the sky.
She bit her lips in anger and muttered, â âLan Xiao, I donât believe that I canât destroy your Yingluo.â
Yang Liu-er returned to the Bai family.
Mrs. Bai was watching TV in the living room, while Bai Chengjun was reading a book.
When they saw that Yang Liu-er had returned, they smiled and greeted her.
Yang Liu-er smiled at them and chatted with them for a while.
in the end, she made an excuse that she was tired and went into her room to rest.
When Bai Chengjun saw Yang Liu-er return, he went to his room to rest.
He was a little worried.
He immediately went upstairs and knocked on Yang Liu-erâs door.
Yang Liu-er got up and opened the door lazily.
When she saw that it was Bai Chengjun, her eyes reddened and she felt wronged.
âCousin brother Yingluo.â
Bai Chengjunâs heart ached when he saw her cry.
He touched her red and swollen eyes and asked in a low voice.
âWhatâs wrong with you? Youâre fine, why are you crying?â
Yang Liu-er bit her lip, and her face was filled with grievance.âThereâs no Qianqian, thereâs no Qianqian.â
Bai Chengjun sighed helplessly. He had watched his cousin grow up, and he loved her more than he loved his own sister.
âIf you have any grievances, just tell me, donât suffer anymore, you can take care of yourselfâ
Yang Liu-erâs eyes were filled with emotion. She could no longer control herself as she snuggled in his arms and cried softly.
âWuwuwu cousin Zhenzhen, youâre the best.â
Bai Chengjun patted her shoulder and sighed.
âSilly girl, you and Xin Xin are both my sisters. If I donât treat you well, who should I treat well?â
His eyes flashed with tenderness as he coaxed her in a low voice.
Seeing her cry, his entire heart ached!
Bai Chengjun coaxed her for a while.
Yang Liu-er gradually stopped crying.
âTell me, what happened? Did someone bully you? tell me, Iâll help you vent your anger, â Bai Chengjun asked in a hoarse voice as he wiped her tears.
Yang Liu-er pursed her lips and hesitated for a few minutes.
She then said hesitantly, â cousin Yingluo, do you know who the presidentâs son is? â
Bai Chengjunâs eyes flickered, and a trace of gloominess flashed across his eyes.
The presidentâs son, the long-lost only son?
He nodded and replied in a low voice,âyes, I know. Why did you meet him?â Was he the one who bullied you? Or, does he have bad intentions towards you?â
Yang Liu-erâs eyes flashed with a hint of gloominess.
She couldnât wait for Wen Muchu to have bad intentions towards her.
Unfortunately, that man only had eyes for Lan Xiao and no one else.
Yang Liu-er bit her lip and shook her head,âitâs not Yingluo. Thereâs nothing between us.â However, Iâve seen him in school before. Before that, my aunt showed me his picture and told me that he might be cousin Fuxinâs husband in the future. Thatâs why I recognized him as the presidentâs son at a glance.â
Bai Chengjun heaved a sigh of relief. He held Yang Liu-erâs hand tightly.
âThen what are you crying about?â
Yang Liu-erâs expression was slightly gloomy, and she replied with some indignation, â âI, Zhenzhen, am not crying for myself. Iâm crying for my cousin Fuxin. A few days ago, Auntie told me that the presidentâs son doesnât have a girlfriend and old Mr. Wen wants to help him choose a wife of equal social standing.â
in fact, Madam President and old Mr. Wen are both interested in matchmaking sister Fuxin and the presidentâs son, Wanwan. I was initially very optimistic about this marriage, but recently, I actually discovered some incredible news, Wanwan. Actually, weâve all been deceived by the presidentâs son.