Charming Wife: The Cold Young Man is Hard to Hold

"Mr. Leng, I don't mean to meddle in my own business. I just want to tell you that a lady, no matter who she is, should always be a gentleman. What you just did to this lady is no different from the hooligans outside."

As soon as he said this, Mu Haitang could feel that the hall was immediately quiet. Not only the voice of speaking, but also the sound of breathing seemed to be suppressed.

Leng Shaoxuan on the other side didn't miss a word. He listened to the whole sentence clearly. Mu Haitang looked at his face completely gloomy, and his face was black as if it could drop ink.

The gloom in the eyes is like the dark clouds coming down outside, which makes people look at the terrible depression in their hearts.

Mu Haitang looked up and looked at you Qingyin, who was still elegant, with a look of surprise, like looking at a strange thing, and it was completely beyond her imagination.

Silently lean his weight to angel, and then separate from him by a few inches. He looked a little flustered.

Angel is also strange looking at you Qingyin. Although she said so, is such a straightforward provocation really appropriate? Feel the weight of Mu Haitang, look at her look, helpless to explain to her.

"Mr. you just came back from England this year. You know, the men there are more gentlemen because they have a queen."

"Hooligans?"

You don't have to think about it. These two words must have been thrown into his mouth and chewed hard before he spit them out.

Leng Shaoxuan looked at you Qingyin and sneered. The black eyes under his broken hair flashed a light of ridicule, which seemed to satirize Mu Haitang.

"Oh, Mr. you still knows the word gentleman! But the woman you just held in your hand is my wife! Why don't you review yourself!"

After he said these words, Mu Haitang could feel Leng Shaoxuan's eyes shooting straight. The temperature in his eyes seemed to be burning her skin directly, trying to throw her into the molten pulp.

You Qingyin took a step aside and stopped Leng Shaoxuan from looking at Mu Haitang. Then he reached for a glass of wine on the table over there. The smile on his face remained unchanged and was still too friendly, but the smile was a little cool.

"Oh! I really blame my eyesight. I thought the woman in Mr. Leng's arms who had fainted for a long time was Mr. Leng's wife! It's really disrespectful. I'm really sorry for making such a big Oolong!"

The tone of the previous sentence was good, but the next sentence changed the subject. There was no face to deal with kindness, only naked irony and contempt.

"However, I got rid of my wife and went to hold a woman with a bad name. Mr. Leng's practice really surprised me. Oh, yes! The word" spoil concubine and destroy wife "is the best word to describe Mr. Leng!"

Looking at you Qingyin's happy expression, I'm afraid he thought he had found some rare treasure.

After listening to this sentence, Leng Shaoxuan had no better look on his face, as if he had been covered up by the haze.

Mu Haitang cut a long distance from him, and he could hear the clicking sound of his knuckles. It seemed that he was holding Mu Haitang and you Qingyin in his hand, trying to crush them in minutes.

The thinned lips curled up a radian, which was very deep and sharp like a machete. When Mu Haitang saw him like this, she only felt her stamina cool, because she had never seen such a look on Leng Shaoxuan's face, even the forced marriage three years ago.