Chapter 992 You Want 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 full of anger and coldness.
With his slender and fair fingers, he pinched Yang Liu'er's chin fiercely, and gave a low warning word by word.
"Yang Liu'er, don't think I don't know your purpose. You want to instigate me to deal with Lan Xiao. Do you want Lan Xiao to hate me completely? If you have a vicious mind, who can compare to you? Heh...things beyond your own power, do you think everyone is stupid, so they are extremely smart? Later, let me hear you say bad words about Lan Xiao, otherwise, don't blame me, you're welcome... …”
Yang Liu'er's face turned pale in an instant.
At this moment, she actually saw the murderous aura in Song Hefeng's eyes.
She was startled and shuddered.
The whole body was shaking.
After Song Hefeng finished saying this, he suddenly threw away Yang Liuer.
Then, he took a tissue and wiped his palm vigorously.
After wiping, he kneaded the tissue into a ball and threw it on Yang Liu'er's face.
"Don't let me watch you make trouble again, or I'll play you to death..."
After shouting this sentence, Song Hefeng turned around and left.
Yang Liu'er sat there, terrified for a long time without recovering.
what just happened?
Song Hefeng, he... He actually protects Lan Xiao so much?
Even though Lan Xiao rejected him in front of so many people.
Even though he was sad and disheartened for Lan Xiao.
But he still protects Lan Xiao so much?
Yang Liu'er's jealous eyes seemed to be spitting fire.
She raised her hand and swung the coffee in front of her to the ground.
She shouted at Song Hefeng, who had disappeared long ago, "Why, why? Why does Lan Xiao let you guys fall in love with each other like crazy?"
She couldn't accept this fact at all.
She thought that Song Hefeng had suffered a setback, and she would definitely hate Lan Xiao to the bone.
If she provokes one or two from it, she will definitely be able to deal with Lan Xiao with the sword of Song Hefeng.
But she didn't expect that Song Hefeng would actually protect Lan Xiao so much.
Even though she hurt him so deeply, he still protects her?
Lan Xiao, what kind of virtue can she be?
Some people gathered around, pointing at Yang Liuer and whispering.
Everyone was discussing what kind of stimulation this woman was getting.
The waiter of the cafe also ran over quickly. When the waiter saw the coffee cup that fell on the ground, he was horrified.
Yang Liuer suppressed the resentment and injustice in her heart. She took out a stack of banknotes from her bag, threw it on the waiter's face, and staggered towards the outside.
She walked out of the cafe and looked up at the sky.
She bit her lips angrily and whispered: "Lan Xiao, I don't believe it, I can't break you..."
Yang Liu'er went back to Bai's house.
Mrs. Bai was watching TV in the living room, while Bai Chengjun was reading a book.
When they saw Yang Liu'er coming back, they greeted her with a smile.
Yang Liuer pulled her lips and smiled at them, and talked with them for a while.
Finally, she excused her tiredness and went into her room to rest.
Bai Chengjun went to the room to rest as soon as Yang Liuer came back.
He was a little worried.
When even went upstairs, he knocked on Yang Liu'er's door.
Yang Liuer got up and opened the door lazily.
When she saw Bai Chengjun, her eyes were slightly red, and there was a bit of grievance in her eyes.
"cousin……"
Seeing her cry, Bai Chengjun felt a little distressed.
He stroked her red and swollen eyes and asked in a low voice.
"What's wrong with you? Okay, why are you crying?"
Yang Liu'er bit her lip, with a bit of grievance on her face: "No...nothing..."
Bai Chengjun sighed helplessly, this cousin, he has seen her since childhood, he loves her, even more than his own sister.
"If you have any grievances, tell me, don't suffer yourself..."
There was a burst of emotion in Yang Liu'er's eyes, she couldn't control her nest in his arms any longer, and wept in a low voice.
"Woooooo... cousin, you are the best for me."
Bai Chengjun patted her shoulder and sighed softly.
"Fool, you and Xinxin are both my sisters. I'm not good to you, but to whom?"
With pity in his eyes, he coaxed in a low voice.
Seeing her cry, his whole heart hurts!
Bai Chengjun coaxed her for a while with a good temper.
Yang Liuer gradually stopped crying.
"Tell me, what happened? Did someone bully you? Say it, and I'll vent your anger for you..." Bai Chengjun wiped her tears for her, and asked in a hoarse voice.
Yang Liu'er pursed her lips and hesitated for a few minutes.
She hesitated to say a few words: "Cousin... Do you know who the president's son is?"
Bai Chengjun's eyes flashed, and there was a gloom in his eyes.
The president's son, the long-lost only child?
He nodded and replied in a low voice: "Well, I know, why did you meet him? Did he bully you? Or, did he have bad intentions towards you?"
Yang Liu'er's eyes flashed a dim light.
She wished that Wen Muchu would have bad intentions towards her.
It's a pity that that man only has Lan Xiao in his eyes, and he can't hold other people at all.
Yang Liuer bit her lip and shook her head: "No... I have nothing to do with him. It's just that I saw him at school... My aunt showed me his picture before, and my aunt told me that in the future, that person may be Cousin Fu Xin's husband... So, I recognized him as the president's son at a glance."
Bai Chengjun breathed a sigh of relief, he clenched Yang Liu'er's hand and asked.
"Then why are you crying?"
Yang Liu'er looked a little gloomy, and replied a little indignantly: "I... I'm not crying for myself, I'm crying for cousin Fu Xin. My aunt told me a few days ago that the president's son doesn't have a girlfriend. , Mr. Wen wants to choose a suitable wife for him."
"Even, the president's wife and the old man have the intention to match cousin Fu Xin and the president's son... I was very optimistic about this marriage at first... But, recently, I actually found some incredible news... In fact, We were all deceived by that president's son."