The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

Song Yiyuan fell to the ground, a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.    

    

He wiped his mouth with his finger, and when he realized that his hand was stained with blood, he actually smiled.    

    

Gu Tingshen's jaw was clearly defined, and his lips were tightly pursed. It could be seen that he was truly angry.    

    

Huo Niannian was his reverse scale. No one could touch her. If anyone insisted on coming closer, they had to be prepared to bear his anger.    

    

Song Yiyuan slowly got up from the ground.    

    

He was wearing a silver suit today, and his extremely flamboyant clothes, coupled with his somewhat bewitching appearance, did not seem to be out of place at all.    

    

His meticulously combed hair had become somewhat messy due to his large movements, but Song Yiyuan did not appear to be in a sorry state at all. Instead, he raised his eyebrows at Gu Tingshen.    

    

This appearance was no different from provocation. Gu Tingshen wasn't a kind person at all. Seeing how arrogant he was, he immediately went forward and pressed him against the wall and punched him in the face.    

    

Of course, Song Yiyuan wouldn't stand there and let him hit him. He tilted his head and dodged the punch.    

    

Gu Tingshen's hand hit the wall, and it instantly turned into a bloody mess. It could be seen how much strength he had used in that punch.    

    

He seemed to be unable to feel the pain, and without even thinking, he attacked Song Yiyuan again.    

    

When Huo Niannian saw that Gu Tingshen's hand was bleeding, she exclaimed softly and hurriedly pulled him to prevent the wound from worsening.    

    

"Tingshen, you are injured!"    

    

Gu Tingshen turned his head to look at Huo Niannian, who was frightened by his wound, before reluctantly letting go of Song Yiyuan.    

    

If he were to see such a scene again, even he himself was not sure what he would do.    

    

Huo Niannian's heart ached. She pulled Gu Tingshen's hand and gently blew on the wound.    

    

"Does it hurt? Let's quickly drive to the hospital to bandage it. "    

    

Huo Niannian pulled his arm and wanted to leave. At this moment, nothing was more important than Gu Tingshen.    

    

Gu Tingshen held her hand and pulled her into his arms. He looked down at Song Yiyuan, who was still leaning against the wall, and said.    

    

"Boss Song, this is just a small lesson for you. I hope there won't be a next time. "    

    

With that, he hugged Huo Niannian and left.    

    

Behind him, Song Yiyuan didn't get angry. He took out a lighter from his pocket and lit a cigarette for himself.    

    

Amidst the smoke, He no longer had the frivolous attitude he had when he faced Gu Tingshen earlier. His hand that was holding the cigarette slowly lowered.    

    

When he thought about the faint scent on Huo Niannian when he had hugged her just now, Song Yiyuan sucked in another mouthful of smoke.    

    

Her body was so fragrant.    

    

On the other side, before Huo Niannian could say goodbye to her colleagues, Gu Tingshen pulled her to the parking lot.    

    

Although it was not obvious on the surface, it could be seen from his arms which were getting tighter and tighter. At this moment, he was furious.    

    

Gu Tingshen's face was cold. He had high legs and long legs. His steps were very big. Huo Niannian was held by his waist. The brew followed him. Every time he was about to fall, he would escape because his hands were on her waist.    

    

Huo Niannian felt that if she lifted her feet at this time and hung her entire body on Gu Tingshen, he would also lift her up without any change in expression.    

    

She was very worried about his wound, but she also knew that this was not a good time to speak.    

    

She had to let him calm down.    

    

Huo Niannian had been tormented along the way. It was not easy for her to find their car in the underground parking lot. Huo Niannian quickly grabbed Gu Tingshen's arm and said to him.    

    

"Tingshen, your hand is injured. Let me drive. "    

    

Who would have thought that Gu Tingshen ignored her words and pressed her against the car door.    

    

His long legs were inserted between Huo Niannian's legs. One of his hands held her hands above her head and the other hand held her chin.    

    

Gu Tingshen was a little angry. He realized that even if he was so angry, he would not be willing to use force when touching her.    

    

He really wanted to hide her in the room so that no one could covet her.    

    

In this way, she would belong to him alone.