After retiring, I was pinched and spoiled by the boss

Chapter 169 Angry!Why save her...

"thank you!!"

Fu Xingzhi could see through what the little woman was thinking at a glance, and finally there was a trace of blush on his pale face with anger.

Can't we hope that he will be better? !

If he can get up now, he must beat her to death!

"Don't yell so loudly, be careful to tear the wound..." Nan Sheng coaxed in a low voice.

Although he was a little ignorant of good and evil, but he was injured only to save himself, so she decided not to be as knowledgeable as him.

"Shut up or get out!"

Fu Xingzhi couldn't bear it anymore, he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and words came out between the teeth.

silent.

As soon as the man's voice fell, the room became audible.

1 minutes later--

Fu Xingzhi suddenly opened his eyes.

He met Nan Sheng's smiling eyes.

She raised her hand, squeezed her thumb and index finger, and pulled it from the left to the right of her mouth, making a movement of zipping her mouth.

Good job, second uncle!

I shut up!

Fu Xingzhi closed his eyes tightly.

It felt like I had punched the cotton.

internal injury!

……

Smoke lingered in the dark room.

The smell of tobacco is also mixed with a strong smell of blood, which permeates the air wantonly.

The tall and straight man stood coldly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, covered in cold air.

His dark eyes stared at the dark night sky, and the small fire between his fingers flickered on and off.

Xiao Huairan took another drag on his cigarette.

The spicy nicotine stimulated the taste buds, but could not numb his throbbing heart.

Drip, drip, drip...

Blood flowed down the arm, soaking half of the cigarette between the fingers.

Bah!

The door was suddenly flung open.

Then there was a snap, and the lights came on.

"Huairan!"

Ruan Fangfei rushed in extremely anxiously.

"Huairan, why don't you answer my phone? I'm so worried about you—ah! What happened to your hand?"

Ruan Fangfei's coquettish complaint suddenly turned into an exclamation after she couldn't see Xiao Huairan's bleeding arm.

He rushed to his side in a hurry, his eyes were filled with tears of worry, "My God? Why did you bleed so much?"

A trace of disgust quickly flashed across Xiao Huairan's eyes.

"Come here and sit down, I'll help you treat the wound."

Ruan Fangfei pulled Xiao Huairan to sit down on the sofa, and then ran to fetch the medicine box.

While cleaning his wound, she complained, "Why are you going to save that bastard Nan Sheng? She killed Zi Ang, and she deserves to die, so why are you going to save her?!"

"She didn't kill Zi Ang." Xiao Huairan said coldly.

Ruan Fangfei was slightly startled, her eyes flickered.

But in the next second she shouted, "Huairan, what are you talking about, it's obviously her—"

"Nan Jiamu is the murderer, it has nothing to do with her!" Xiao Huairan snapped back, his tone already extremely impatient.

When Ruan Fangfei heard this, she was in a bad mood.

"But Nan Jiamu is her younger brother. If it wasn't for Nan Sheng, Nan Jiamu wouldn't have killed Zi Ang, so the culprit is that bitch Nan Sheng!" Realizing that the balance in Xiao Huairan's heart had been seriously tilted, she was so angry that she couldn't choose what to say. He said, "Huairan, don't you see it clearly? Nan Sheng is a slut, a stinky bitch with thousands of people on her back—"

Snapped!

"what!"

Before Ruan Fangfei could finish cursing, Xiao Huairan slapped her across the face.

The strength was so great that she fell directly to the ground.

His cheeks became red and swollen quickly, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"Huai Ran you..."

Ruan Fangfei was stunned, lying on the ground in embarrassment, looking at the man with a gloomy and terrifying face in disbelief.