Yang Meng had endured a slap before, and when she saw that Du Jiayin actually asked someone to beat her, where could she endure it any longer, and slapped Du Jiayin in the face.

Twilight Jiayin stopped Yang Meng's hand and kicked Yang Meng in the stomach.

Yang Meng was so painful that tears almost came out, and he was even more angry, regardless of his image, he bumped into Du Jiayin.

Twilight Jiayin was hit Yang Meng's chest, and there was a sharp pain, and she was suddenly a little breathless, and she hurriedly grabbed Yang Meng's hair.

Yang Meng's scalp hurt unbearably, and he reached out to grab Twilight Jiayin's hair.

An Yin and Jin Peng heard the noise at the outer door, ran to the window together, and looked out.

I saw that outside the East Pavilion, four women were twisted into a pile, and their images were completely gone.

The two looked at each other.

Jin Peng: "Are you going to pull the rack?" ”

Anyin: "You're going?" ”

Jin Peng: "You go." ”

Anyin: "I'm not going. "If she went, it would become one of the four out there beating her, and she wasn't stupid enough to go out and beat her.

Jin Peng: "Call the security guard?" ”

An Yin: "Miss Two Thousand Gold, the security guard didn't dare to pull it when he came." ”

Jin Peng: "Then what should I do?" ”

An Yin: "If you've fought enough, you won't fight." ”

Jin Peng: "Then what should we do?" ”

Anyin: "I didn't see it. ”

"I haven't finished reading it either." Jin Peng left the window and went to the living room to play his own game.

An Yin closed the window, and when he didn't see anything, he left the restaurant and went upstairs.

Ali hurried into the house and "hit...... Fights began. ”

Jin Peng glanced at Ali and continued the game.

An Yin also continued to go upstairs.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Ah Li thought that An Yin and Jin Peng didn't understand, and repeated: "Yang Meng and Miss Twilight are fighting outside. ”

Jin Peng didn't even raise his eyelids, and An Yin also walked straight away.

Ali hurriedly called Qin Jian, the phone was connected, and he hurriedly said, "Third Young Master, Yang Meng and Miss Dui are fighting outside." ”

"What does it have to do with me?" Qin Jian's cold voice came from the phone.

"But, they ......" Ali was stunned, they fought for the third young master, why didn't they do it?

"Toot, toot, toot!" Qin Jian hung up the phone directly.

Ali touched a nail, touched his head stupidly, left the main building, and went back to the annex building.

The third young master doesn't care, he is a subordinate, of course he doesn't care.

****

An Yin went upstairs, turned the staircase, and saw Qin Jian leaning against the wall next to the door smoking.

He tilted his head slightly, the back of his head against the wall, he was tall, slender, and handsome, lining the wall behind him, like a very poetic landscape painting.

An Yin hadn't seen him for several days, and when she was having supper just now, Jin Peng was there, plus she was in a bad mood, and she didn't stare at him.

Qin Jian took a puff of cigarette and exhaled the smoke before looking at her.

The gaze is on, one is cold, the other is flustered.

Anyin thought he would say something, and stood there and waited for a while, but he didn't speak.

Just now in the restaurant, Yang Meng called him, and she heard it.

knew that Yang Meng was using him to hype, but Yang Meng's ambiguous tone still made her feel very uncomfortable.

Gather your mind, walk past him, and open the door of your room.

Suddenly, his shoulders were pulled back by a skillful force, and then he turned around and was pushed against the wall by the door.

An Yin looked up in shock.

Qin Jian's hand holding the cigarette hung down at his side, and his other arm stretched out, propped one hand on the wall next to her ear, and looked down at her.