C85 Luoxue Is Not Something You Can Touch!

"What the hell! Don't bother me!"

After Lin Yimin finished speaking, he slammed the door shut.

Mu Shucheng and the other two looked at Lin Yimin at the same time. Lin Yimin pouted and shrugged.

"You are looking for trouble! But I held it in and didn't attack! "

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the microphone and prepared to continue singing.

"Dong, dong, dong!"

There was another hurried knock on the door, mixed with insults.

"Fuck! Quickly open the door for laozi! I've booked the place, did you guys hear that?! "

"Damn it!"

Lin Yimin angrily opened the door again. Without giving Qian Zixiao a chance to speak, he punched Qian Zixiao in the face.

Qian Zixiao licked the blood at the corner of his mouth. He closed his eyes and suddenly opened them again. His mind was slightly clearer.

"How dare you hit me!"

As he spoke, he pushed Lin Yimin away and walked into the room.

The entire room was filled with the smell of alcohol and cigarettes. Wu Ru could not help but sigh. Rich people were indeed different. They both smoked and drank, but the smell in the air was so different!

Mu Shucheng sat on the sofa without moving. He narrowed his long and narrow eyes and looked at Qian Zixiao. The image of him hugging Luo Xue instantly appeared in his mind, and his eyes became cold.

Mu Shucheng had recognized him when he was outside, so he stood there and watched for a long time. Thinking about the scene of him and Luo Xue hugging each other during the day, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

Faang Yuze naturally recognized Qian Zixiao. He was a VIP of Hua Kang Hospital. He was usually handsome and cool, but now he looked a little dispirited.

Faang Yuze had seen the photo of him hugging Luo Xue today, so he did not feel strange about Mu Shucheng's current look. He lifted the corner of his mouth slightly and muttered to himself in his heart.

He did not expect that he would not go to him, but he would walk himself to the door. Did that mean he agreed to that sentence? :

Mo was now very arrogant! He didn't care about men and women!

Faang Yuze held the goblet and looked at Qian Zixiao with a smile.

"Oh! I was wondering who it was. Isn't this Young Master Qian? Why? Did he drink too much and get drunk? Lost love? "

" What are you? "

Qian Zixiao had drunk too much. He could no longer tell what the person in front of him looked like.

He could not see clearly, but the dancer could see clearly. She looked at the three people on the sofa with infatuation.

Especially when she saw Mu Shucheng, her eyes lit up. She let go of Qian Zixiao and walked towards Mu Shucheng with her slender waist twisted.

"Isn't this Director Mu? Why are you free to come here today?"

As she approached, the pungent smell of perfume assailed him. Mu Shucheng frowned and was about to scold her when he heard Qian Zixiao roar in a low voice.

"Luo Xue, come back!"

Mu Shucheng suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes became cold.

Faang Yuze and the others were not fools. When they heard Qian Zixiao call Luo Xue's name, they were first shocked, and then looked at Mu Shucheng.

Seeing Mu Shucheng's darkened face, Faang Yuze gave Lin Yimin a look.

Lin Yimin nodded his head in understanding. He strode forward and separated Qian Zixiao and the dancer without any explanation. He shouted at the dancer.

"Get lost!"

The dancer couldn't figure out what was going on. She only felt that the atmosphere in the room wasn't right. She left as if she was running away.

"With a bang,

the door to the private room was closed.

Lin Yimin punched again when he saw Qian Zixiao crazily chasing after the dancer and continuously shouting Luo Xue's name.

Qian Zixiao was knocked down to the ground, his mouth full of blood.

"Xiaoxue, don't go!" He looked at the door and shouted with difficulty.

"Crack!"

The sound of glass shattering,

"Second Brother!" Faang Yuze and Lin Yimin looked at Mu Shucheng's bleeding right hand and shouted at the same time. Even the usually calm Ling Jue could not help frowning.

The fine goblet was crushed by him.

Faang Yuze quickly tore off a piece of cloth and prepared to bandage Mu Shucheng's wound, but he refused.

"You guys go out and wait for me!"

Mu Shucheng's face was dark, and his voice was cold.

Faang Yuze and Lin Yimin looked at Ling Jue at the same time. Ling Jue frowned, got up, and walked out, followed by the two of them.

Lin Yimin had received training after all, and his technique was fierce and accurate. Qian Zixiao fell to the ground, unconscious, and could not stand up, but he still kept calling Luo Xue's name.

He was drunk, and he did not know why it was Luo Xue and not Ye Yuanyuan.

Qian Zixiao kept calling. Every time he called, Mu Shucheng clenched his fists a little.

When he couldn't bear it anymore, he stood up and grabbed Qian Zixiao's collar. He threw a punch at him.

"Luo Xue is Mu Shucheng's wife. This punch is the result of you snatching my woman away from me!"

After the punch, Qian Zixiao's vision was blurred.

"This punch is the result of you comparing the dancer with her!"

After Mu Shucheng said that, he threw another punch.

"This punch is a warning to you... Luo Xue is not something you can touch!"

After three punches, Qian Zixiao's fair face was covered with blood.

Mu Shucheng grabbed Qian Zixiao's limp body and looked at him who could not call out Luo Xue's name. His eyes were clear and cold, full of killing intent.

"Stay away from her from now on!"

Mu Shucheng let go of his hand as soon as he finished speaking.

Qian Zixiao collapsed to the ground like mud.

Lin Yimin spoke too much. He stood outside and listened to the movement inside.

"Second Brother is not an impatient person. It has been a long time since I saw him make a move. There are only a few people who can make him do it personally. It is also Young Master Qian's honor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Shucheng walked out.

Lin Yimin looked into the private room, then looked at Mu Shucheng's palm that was covered in blood and said.

"Shall we go to the hospital and bandage it?"

"No need!"

After Mu Shucheng finished speaking, he said a simple goodbye to Ling Jue and the others and returned to Scenery Villa.

He didn't know whether it was because his body was hot or because he was in a good mood after he breathed out, but he felt especially comfortable as he blew a cool breeze along the way.

When he returned to Scenery Villa, the blood in his hand had completely solidified. He looked at his injured right hand and couldn't help but frown. His injuries were quite serious, and he was afraid that he would have to return to his room to bandage his wound.

Luo Xue lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She only understood what Mu Shucheng meant after looking at the photo. He must have misunderstood something.

She knew that Mu Shucheng had left the room, but she could not figure out why he had left. But no matter what, she had to explain to him about the photo today!

Luo Xue herself did not know why she had to explain, nor did she know how to explain it. She just did not want him to misunderstand!

Mu Shucheng did not reply the text. He did not answer the call. Luo Xue lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling. Her beautiful eyebrows were knitted together.

"Kacha -"

The sound of the door opening suddenly rang. Luo Xue sat up quickly.

Mu Shucheng opened the door and changed into slippers. Just as he was about to go upstairs, he saw Luo Xue running down.

Because Mrs Wang was not around, Mu Shucheng's suit jacket was still on his arm, just enough to cover his injured right hand.

Seeing Luo Xue rushing down in a panic, Mu Shucheng's eyes flashed with surprise. He looked at the clock on the wall and saw that the clock was exactly two o'clock.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?"

His tone was calm and neither hot nor cold.