Shenhao: Start cashing out by donating millions of live broadcasts

Chapter 62
Mrs. Fang's words seemed to ignite Jiang Yanzhi's fire, and he kicked Mrs. Fang to the ground with one kick.

"Seduce your mother!"

He didn't hit women, but when he saw the wound on Pan Xingyue's face, he couldn't control himself.

Only then did Fang Shihao see Jiang Yanzhi's face clearly, the second son of the Jiang Group, Jiang Yanzhi.

Fang Shihao went to help Mrs. Fang up, and Mrs. Fang cried and beat Fang Shihao as soon as she helped her up.

"Fang Shihao, do you think you look like a man? You don't even dare to fart when your wife is beaten!"

With a dark face, Fang Shihao grabbed Mrs. Fang's beating hand, what do you want him to do?
To offend the Jiang family's second young master for a woman?Is he crazy or stupid.

Mrs. Fang cried even more sadly when she saw Fang Shihao's face was dark and silent.
"It's fine if you play with women outside, but now that I'm being bullied, do you still watch?"

Fang Shihao was irritable when he heard that, with a cold face,
"To shut up!"

Mrs. Fang was taken aback by Fang Shihao's yelling, and she knew that Fang Shihao was really angry.

Mrs. Fang made a fuss, but she also knew that the person who could make Fang Shihao look like this must not be a simple person, so she wiped away her tears crying.

Jiang Yanzhi guarded Pan Xingyue behind him, exuding air-conditioning all over his body, staring at Mrs. Fang sternly,
"Keep scolding, you're not very good!"

Fang Shihao's complexion was not good-looking, he would never have thought that the woman in front of him who wanted to have a figure but no figure actually found a benefactor.

"Second Young Master, it's all a misunderstanding!"

Jiang Yanzhi looked at Fang Shihao fiercely,
"Misunderstanding? Can a misunderstanding of my sister's face disappear out of thin air?"

Fang Shihao also has a family background, and there is no rumor that the Jiang family has a real second wife, and he doesn't believe that the Jiang family will deal with the Fang Group for a woman who can't stand on stage.

But it's not good to lose Jiang Ershao's face,
"Second Young Master, you see that my wife was also kicked by you, and she is still in pain."

Mrs. Fang also nodded cooperatively.
"Yeah, I feel like my stomach is going to be kicked."

Jiang Yanzhi's eyes flashed coldly like torches,

"Just wait, the Fang Group will end sooner or later!"

Jiang Yanzhi turned back and took Pan Xingyue's hand, and said softly,

"Sister, let's go, I will teach them a lesson for you."

Pan Xingyue lowered her eyes. In a society ruled by law, even if she really wanted to find someone to beat up that woman, it was not easy to do so, so she had to wait until she got back to have someone deal with them.

Since it's not good to be dark, let's make it clear. She insisted on making these two people homeless.

She followed behind Jiang Yanzhi, and Jiang Yanzhi finally got the blame.

After paying the bill, Jiang Yanzhi took Pan Xingyue and left.

He has a small apartment of his own downtown.

Pan Xingyue was sitting in the passenger seat, holding the ice pack that Jiang Yanzhi asked for from the waiter in the restaurant just now.

The car was parked in the underground garage, and Jiang Yanzhi anxiously dragged Pan Xingyue to the elevator.

Live on the ninth floor.

The small apartment is not big, but the decoration is very warm.

Pan Xingyue was sitting on the sofa in the living room, and Jiang Yanzhi went to the bedroom to find a medicine box.

He hurriedly ran out of the bedroom with the medicine, put the medicine box on the coffee table, opened it, and took out the cotton swab and iodophor.

Carefully disinfect the two small wounds on Pan Xingyue's face.

While disinfecting, Jiang Yanzhi blamed himself. He knew that he shouldn't have let his sister leave the box alone, and his eyes were full of guilt.

After disinfecting the wound, Jiang Yanzhi squatted beside Pan Xingyue and apologized in a low voice.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well."

Jiang Yanzhi lowered his head guiltily, and secretly made up his mind to let the Fang Group disappear in City C.

Pan Xingyue's face was still a little sore, and it was much less swollen than when she was in the restaurant.

She looked at Jiang Yanzhi with her head hanging down, and couldn't bear it, what did it matter to him if she was beaten, so guilty, she stretched out her hand and rubbed Jiang Yanzhi's head,

"I don't blame you, you came in time, thanks to you just now."

Jiang Yanzhi raised his head, aggrieved and guilty,

"Sister, are you still in pain?"

Pan Xingyue laughed,
"It doesn't hurt anymore, just get up and sit down, I'm fine."

Jiang Yanzhi's eyes sparkled, and he immediately got up and sat next to Pan Xingyue, looking at her obediently, not at all rebellious like a rich son.

Pan Xingyue felt warm in her heart, thinking that the person just now was called Jiang Yanzhi Er Shao, so she probably knew him,

"By the way, do you know that person just now?"

When Jiang Yanzhi mentioned Fang Shihao, he became angry and nodded.
"I know, I met at the company's annual meeting last year."

Pan Xingyue looked at Jiang Yanzhi's angry appearance lightly, and continued to ask,
"Which company?"

Jiang Yanzhi looked at the conspicuous red marks on her fair cheeks, feeling distressed for a while,
"Fang's Group, a real estate developer, is probably one of the leaders in City C."

After he finished speaking, he went to get another ice pack for Pan Xingyue.

Pan Xingyue secretly remembered what Jiang Yanzhi said.

Jiang Yanzhi tidied up the unoccupied guest bedroom, moved in by himself, and found a brand new bathrobe for Pan Xingyue.

Pan Xingyue didn't refuse either, because Jiang Yanzhi couldn't allow her to refuse at all, so he went into the guest bedroom by himself and locked the door behind him.

Holding the new bathrobe that Jiang Yanzhi gave her, Pan Xingyue burst out laughing.

She walked into Jiang Yanzhi's bedroom and closed the door.

After a cursory glance, the room is gray-toned. There is a bedside table next to the big bed with a desk lamp, and a computer next to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

There is a large wardrobe next to the bathroom and a full-length mirror.

The whole room was cleaned very clean, and it felt very comfortable once you entered, just like Jiang Yanzhi.

Pan Xingyue went into the bathroom and took a shower, wearing a bathrobe, only to realize that she didn't know where the hair dryer was.

She went out and wanted to ask Jiang Yanzhi where the hair dryer was. As soon as she opened the door, a black hair dryer lay quietly on the ground.

She picked up the hair dryer with a smile, walked into the bedroom and sat by the bed to dry her hair, and put the hair dryer in the bathroom.

She was lying on the bed, looking out of the window, and all she could see were colorful buildings.

She turned on the phone, and originally wanted to play a voice message to Sun Tangqing, but seeing that the time was already one o'clock in the morning, she decided to give up after thinking about it.

Edited a paragraph in text and sent it to him.

She put her mobile phone on the bedside table, charged it and fell asleep.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, Pan Xingyue stretched herself.

Still wearing a bathrobe, she touched her phone and saw the message from Sun Tangqing, just one word.

Sun Tangqing: Good.

She told Sun Tangqing to let him find a way to make Fang's bankrupt.

Sun Tangqing agreed very happily, but now she was sitting in the office chair and started to have trouble.

His temples were throbbing. He never thought that the Fang's that Boss Pan said would be the leading company in City C.

But the words have already been spoken, and it is impossible to take them back.

Seeing that Sun Tangqing agreed so happily, Pan Xingyue wondered if he didn't understand which group he was talking about.

[Host, you are too weak. 】

(End of this chapter)