Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Lan Xingbo was taken aback, with an ugly expression on his face, hurried over to help Lan Xiao.

His face was full of anger, and while supporting Lan Xiao, he glared at the bodyguard and sternly reprimanded: "What are you doing? Why are you pushing my sister?"

"Who let you stand in the way here... Didn't you see us coming? Where did you come from, don't look at what place this is, do you allow you to run wild here?" The bodyguard made no apologies. Said frankly.

Lan Xingbo was so angry, clenched his fist, about to rush to a duel with the bodyguard.

But he didn't want to, he just raised an arm, and another bodyguard came directly and twisted his wrist fiercely.

Lan Xingbo is just a teenage boy. How can he be an opponent who is about 30 years old and a good bodyguard.

Lan Xingbo was restrained by his bodyguards, and his wrist was so painful that his bones broke.

"You...you let me go..."

"What do you want to do, let him go quickly."

Lan Xiao's face sank, and he hurriedly stepped forward to break the bodyguard's hand.

The bodyguard snorted coldly, and arrogantly rebuked: "I warn you, don't make trouble here, otherwise you won't have good fruit."

Then, he slammed Lan Xingbo away.

Lan Xingbo slammed into the elevator uncontrollably. At this moment, the elevator door opened slowly, and Lan Xingbo was thrown into the air and fell heavily into the elevator.

Lan Xiao's eyes changed slightly, staring fiercely at the bodyguard, and hurriedly ran to the elevator entrance, struggling to lift Lan Xingbo.

She looked up and down to see if Lan Xingbo was injured: "How are you? Xingbo, are you okay?"

Lan Xingbo gritted his teeth, clenched his fist and punched the ground fiercely.

He couldn't swallow this breath.

With red eyes, he looked up at Lan Xiao, feeling aggrieved.

"sister."

Lan Xiao bit her lips: "Get up first."

Blue Star responded with a choked sound and slowly got up from the ground.

As a result, the two have yet to stand firm.

A girl's clear voice rang from behind.

"Oh, Lan Xiao? Why are you?"

Lan Xiao frowned when she heard this sound. When she looked up, she saw An Yao wearing a strapless red puffy skirt, holding a brand-name bag in one hand and a forty-year-old woman in the other. The bald-bellied man was standing not far away.

An Yao looked smug with a sneer in her eyes, curling her lips to look at Lan Xiao.

"How is it? Are you hurt? This bodyguard is dedicated to protecting the safety of me and Mr. Peng. Maybe they behave a bit rudely, so don't care."

Naturally, Lan Xingbo knew An Yao too. He had warned Lan Xiao more than once and told her not to get too close to An Yao and Fu Yunke.

These two people are not good birds.

Of course, now he also knows that Lan Xiao has already parted ways with An Yao, but he did not expect that today, he will meet on a narrow road and a narrow road here.

Lan Xingbo raised his eyebrows and glanced at the man An Yao was holding.

This man is about to be her dad at his age. She actually took the man's arm without any shame, and came here blatantly?

"Sister An Yao, my sister may not care, but I can't care about it. You ask these two bodyguards to apologize to us, otherwise I will never end with them, and you will not get any good fruits." I was really angry. I grew up so big. Except for Brother Jiang, nobody really dared to treat him this way, and nobody dared to bully his sister like that.