My husband is a wife

Chapter 207 It's all your fault

At this moment, Zhan Feiyang suddenly missed and threw a beer bottle at Qin Wushuang. When he saw clearly that it was her, he regretted that it was too late, so he could only shout regretfully: "Wushuang..."

"Be careful." The onlookers blurted out a reminder.

Qin Wushuang looked back, seeing the sharp beer bottle smashing towards his face quickly, his head suddenly boomed and went blank.

It's over, if she is hit in the face by this beer bottle, she will be disfigured even if she doesn't die.

Just when she was terrified and desperate, an arm suddenly wrapped around her waist, and a tall figure stood in front of her. With a bang, the beer bottle hit Zhan Beichen's back.

Taking advantage of Zhan Feiyang's shock, Zhan Beichen's subordinates quickly stepped forward and were subdued by him.

Seeing the man standing in front of him like Mount Tai without changing his face, Qin Wushuang opened his eyes wide and didn't know how to react for a moment.

"This is between me and him, don't get involved." Zhan Beichen's sinister and handsome face raised a majesty and arrogance that could not be rejected, and called a subordinate to come over, and ordered, "Send Miss Qin back to the Qin mansion."

"I..." They made such a fuss, how could she just leave like this, Qin Wushuang was about to refuse.

Zhan Beichen suddenly stretched out his hand to grab her shoulder, leaned slightly, staring at her fiercely and bloodthirstyly with wolf-like eyes, and warned wildly: "Go back to the Qin mansion, otherwise, you will die!" deal."

"You..." Qin Wushuang was so frightened that he took a deep breath, this bastard is really not human, he has turned into such a field, and he is so fierce...

"If you don't leave, is it because you don't want me?" Zhan Beichen's black eyes, as deep as a dry well, shone with wicked presumptuousness.

"Shameless." Qin Wushuang resisted the urge to slap him, pushed him away, glanced at Zhan Feiyang who was being controlled by his subordinates, gritted his teeth, and forced himself to leave.

"Wushuang, Wushuang..." Zhan Feiyang looked at her back, struggled, and shouted her name loudly.

With a gloomy and cold face, Zhan Beichen picked up the tablecloth on the table with one hand, strode forward, and directly stuffed the tablecloth into his mouth.

"Hmm..." Zhan Feiyang raised his head and stared at him fiercely with angry eyes.

"Take it away." With a dark face, Zhan Beichen walked outside quickly, and his subordinates immediately followed Zhan Feiyang.

Others stepped aside one after another to make way for the spacious passage.

Zhan Beichen brought Zhan Feiyang back to Zhan's house, asked someone to bring a bucket of ice water, and poured it directly on Zhan Feiyang's head.

Drenched by the icy cold water, Zhan Feiyang trembled all over, quickly jumped up from the ground, took off the rag from his mouth, and stared angrily at Zhan Beichen.

"Have you sobered up from the wine? If you haven't sobered up yet, bring another bucket of ice water." Zhan Beichen stared at him sharply, ruthlessly.

"You lunatic." Zhan Feiyang shivered from the cold and glared.

Zhan Beichen stared at him and sneered: "Don't forget that your current identity is Yafu's husband, is that kind of place you should go?"

"I can go wherever I want, you have no right to control me." Zhan Feiyang yelled irritably and exposedly, "It's all your fault that I will become like this."

If he hadn't ruined his great marriage with Wushuang, would he be so painful to indulge himself now?

"Don't make excuses for your absurd irresponsibility. No one used a gun to force you to be with Yafu. Now that you are married to her, you should act like a man and take responsibility for me. Otherwise, I will kill you. I'll kill you." Zhan Beichen's black eyes, as sharp as a hawk, ooze a bloodthirsty murderous aura.

(End of this chapter)