Baby, you've been schemed against.
Ren Hans eyes were wide with amazement, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets!
This——
This——
This——
Is this still the same Dongfang Ao who doesn't get close to women and rarely smiles, as cold as an iceberg?
Is he sleepwalking in broad daylight?
Was it just now at a critical moment when I was suddenly braked and my head had an illusion?
Dongfang Ao actually spoke softly and gently to a young girl, with a low voice and humble tone, and his eyes were full of deep concern and tender affection!
Is there anyone who can tell him what's going on?
"Hey! Ao!" Ren Hansheng carefully patted Dongfang Ao's shoulder, "Who is she? Is everything okay here?"
Ren Hansheng pointed at his own head.
The eastern arrogant's forehead bulged with blue veins, "Ren Han Tian! From now on, if you dare to touch her with one finger again, I will tear you apart piece by piece!"
Ren Han Tian took two steps back, grinning and saying: "Ao! Don't be so petty! As a hero once said, brothers are like hands and feet, women are like clothes! If it's just a piece of clothing, what's the harm in changing into something else?"
Let the cold day this decent-looking person, say such outrageous remarks that make people and gods angry, Han Bei'er was so angry that she wanted to rush over and kill him immediately!
Looks like someone has already taken care of it!
Dongfang Ao swept a cold glance at Ren Hantian, his eyes flashing with a murderous chill!
Ren Han Tian didn't think much of it, but he also knew the right time to leave. He smiled and waved at the two people, then walked away with a carefree attitude.
Dongfang Ao withdrew his gaze from Ren Hansheng and suddenly saw Han Bei'er's right wrist.
A faint purplish bruise encircled her pale wrist, strikingly conspicuous.
Dongfang Ao's eyes turned cold, with a hint of murderous intent in his gaze. "What did you do?"
Han Belle's eyes were filled with tears as she glanced at Ren Han Tian who was about to leave.
"Halt!" Dong Fang Ao shouted at Jiang Han Tian's back, his voice cold.
"What's wrong? Missing me so soon?" Jiang Han Tian turned back with a playful smile, looking quite mischievous.
"Was it you who hurt Belle?" Dongfang Ao raised Han Belle's hand, holding it in mid-air, pointing at the bruise on her wrist.
"What's wrong? What's so special about that? I, Young Master Ren, have been beaten by women many times before!" Ren Hansheng said with a glance at Han Bei'er, his tone full of disdain.
"Apologize!" Dongfang Ao stared at Ren Han, coldly spitting out two words.
"What did you say?" Ren Hansheng's face was filled with astonishment, suspecting that he had misheard!
Make him apologize to the woman?
Am I wrong?
"I'm telling you, apologize to Bei Er right now!" Dong Fang Ao said word by word.
"What's the joke? Isn't he just a naive and inexperienced young man? Is it worth it?" Ren Han Tian still looked unimpressed, turning his head to leave.