His hands were very strong. If he pressed them like this, a pain immediately came from Ye Pianran's shoulder blades.

Her eyebrows were frowning, and her face turned pale.

On the other hand, Li Jingting, who was talking to Nan Zhen, saw this scene and suddenly felt as if he was stimulated. He directly lowered his head and said sorry to Nan Zhen. Then he strode over, grabbed Fars' hand, and threw him aside with his backhand.

Open your mouth coldly: "Get out!"

Fars was thrown to the ground hard, and the crowd around him came up. He couldn't hold back. He stood up and clenched his fists and swung Li Jingting.

Ye Pianran was facing Fars. As soon as he looked up, he saw this scene. His eyes were so scared that he opened his eyes wide and he shouted uncontrollably: "Li Jingting."

While shouting, he quickly rushed towards Li Jingting and blocked him.

Li Jingting was completely stunned, and his eyes were straight at Ye Pianran who was blocking him, slightly absent.

Subconsciously he grabbed her hand and wanted to pull her away.

"Fals!" Nan Zhen, who was standing beside him, was also shocked when he saw this. He hurriedly stepped forward to grab the hand that Fars hit. Before he could reach out, a pure white figure suddenly floated in front of him. She was stunned. Tang Shizhen, who had jumped out of nowhere, suddenly grabbed Fars with force.

Li Jingting quickly pulled Ye Pianran away, turned his head and kicked Fars in the stomach. Fars was kicked away, and Tang Shizhen fell to the ground.

"Shi Zhen!"

Nan Zhen reacted, his pupils expanded outward, almost uncontrollable, and called out Tang Shizhen's name and rushed towards him with great strides.

"Sister Nan Zhen." Tang Shizhen was not injured much, but he fell to the ground with such a confusion. He suddenly saw Nan Zhen coming over in a daze, and he looked anxious. He couldn't help it. He grinned and shook his head heavily: "I'm fine, don't worry."

He said, his hands trembling, slowly moving upwards, holding Nan Zhen's hand tightly: "Can you help me up?"

Nan Zhen originally wanted to shake his hand away, but when he saw him so weak, his heart softened for no reason. He sighed and let him grab her and stand up.

"Any." Realizing that he was out of control, Fars strode forward, walked to Nan Zhen, and spoke apologetically: "I'm sorry."

Nan Zhen's face was cold and hard, he glanced at him sideways, and said coldly: "My lawyer will discuss with you the issue of compensation for the loss of today's banquet. I don't want to see you again in the future."

"What did you say?" Before Fars could react from her words, Nan Zhen turned around and ordered the assistant to call the bodyguard.

It was not until Fars was pulled away by the bodyguard that Nan Zhen turned to look at Ye Pianran and opened his mouth embarrassedly: "I..."

"Sister Nan Zhen, I'll go to the bathroom." Ye Pianran looked at Nan Zhen, quickly interrupted her words, and walked towards the bathroom with her skirt.

Li Jingting turned sideways and followed her closely.

The scene just now appeared in my mind, and my hands were tightly clenched.

Didn't she know that the French man's fist just now, she might have a concussion in the mild case, and the severe case, and may have a life-threatening risk...

She tried her best to protect him, was it because he looked like the Li Jingting she loved, or for other reasons?
Chapter completed!