Jiang Chun glanced at him lazily, and a casual smile appeared on his white and delicate face, and the dimples appeared faintly.

But his tone was particularly bad, "Uncle, you are so annoying. Since I came in, I have always been like a fly. It's really noisy."

The policeman was so angry that he was almost vomiting blood by this boy. He began to say the core socialist values ​​again to brainwash the middle school boy.

When Jiang Chunzheng was impatient and about to lose his temper, he finally saw a thin and slender young man appearing at the door.

He immediately waved his hand excitedly, "Brother, I'm here!"

The young man should have come from the company, wearing a white shirt without any wrinkles, his tie was slightly loose, and the cuffs of the shirt were rolled up to the middle of his arms, revealing his snow-white skin.

The suit pants wrapped around the slender legs, and the curve of the walking looked incredible.

But at this moment, the young man frowned and looked at Jiang Chun who was still cynical.

Turning around and checking out the situation with the police.

Seeing that Wen Xien had a good attitude, the policeman calmed down a lot and said, "This kid harassed someone else's girlfriend. When he was discovered by the girl's boyfriend, he started to beat him and smashed the boy's head with an empty wine bottle. The man was still bandaging him next to him!"

"It also makes the hotels that others run are messy. This kid is young and has great ability to make trouble."

"Hey!" Jiang Chun couldn't stand the police belittling him so much in front of Wen Xien, and his eyes were so fierce that he seemed to want to eat people. "You know what's the matter! Don't talk nonsense."

"Shut up."

The young man's voice was cold, and his eyes looked cold and sharp.

From Jiang Chun's angle, you can only see the young man, with smooth and pale side faces, and beautiful lips, which are also slightly pale and pale.

But the cold and noble temperament between Wen Xien's eyebrows has a sense of oppression that makes people ashamed and filthy.

But Jiang Chun, who has been spoiled and cared for since childhood, has been treated like this for the first time outside.

Still in front of strangers, Jiang Chun felt that he could not hold back his face.

Embarrassment, grievance, anger and other emotions made Jiang Chun smash his phone hard to the ground like a ignited explosion, venting his anger.

But Jiang Chun felt that it was not enough. He pointed his hand at the calm face of the young man and shouted unreasonably, "Get out, I don't want you to come, let my dad come, I'll let him pick me up."

Wen Xien said coldly, "Dad has no time, so if you make trouble, just stay here for one night."

The boy blushed. He thought Wen Xien would come to coax him. After all, young people never talked to him in such a tone before.

He grabbed the young man's clean collar in anger, and his aura was about to explode, looking at Wen Xien coldly.

The white and delicate face was slightly ferocious, "You're a fucking fuck, give me your phone."

The policeman next to him couldn't stand it anymore and directly reached out to pull Jiang Chun away, with a stern tone, "He is your brother, don't you know what respect is?"

"Don't fucking touch me, you don't know what to compare here!"

He was full of swear words, without any instructiveness, and those who didn't know thought it was what the gangster said.

Wen Xien pursed his lips tightly, pulled Jiang Chun over, and slapped him in a muffled voice.

The crisp slap was not only unbelievable by Jiang Chun.

Even the police were stunned and the atmosphere became a little weird.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!