The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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He rushed forward sturdily, and his slender hand drawn an arc in the air, suddenly snatching the soup bowl in He Xiyan's hand.

哐 Dang——

The bowl was hit **** the ground and fell into a dozen pieces.

"Who the **** is here to see you."

Yin Yin's eyes turned to the hospital bed, and Mo Yixuan clenched his hands into fists, wishing to tear off the man who made her extremely disgusted at this moment.

Damn, why didn't the truck kill him.

He Xiyan's eyes widened suddenly, and a cold sweat quickly appeared on her body, wondering why he suddenly appeared here.

She turned around, almost blocking Ye Hao in the bed behind her.

Ye Hao's good mood just ruined, thin lips clenched.

Looking at the man was deeply bored.

"Mo Yixuan, it's impossible for me to fight with you now. You are not welcome here. Please get out."

He scolded, pointing his finger at the door.

He will fight until his health is better, and next time he won't soften his hands, he will have to fight to find his teeth.

He Xiyan was a little anxious.

"Yixuan, you go ..." She reached out and pushed the man's arm, and her heartbeat accelerated rapidly.

There were also several bodyguards standing outside. As long as Ye Hao pressed a small red button next to it, those men in trench coats would rush in and punch him. By then, things will be out of control.

Mo Yixuan's eyes sank, and he turned to grab He Xiyan's wrist.

"Yan Yan, follow me."

After all, pulling the woman hard toward the door.

He Xiyan almost fell to the ground with this strength.

"Let me go!" She grabbed a corner of the table, and there was blue and white between her phalanges, almost fighting against her whole body.

The man was so powerful that she was almost dragged out by him, and almost hit his head against the door frame.

"Ye Hao, don't call them, I will solve my own affairs with him."

When being dragged out of the door, He Xiyan shouted at the man in the room.

Ye Hao's face was iron-blue and his eyes were scarlet. He clenched one of his uninjured hands, and his arms were blue.

He was so angry, but now that he couldn't get out of bed, he could only watch his favorite woman being dragged away by other men.

He pressed the special button next to the bed, and soon the burly men in black trench coats appeared in the ward, all around the bed.

"Master Ye, what do you tell me?" A bodyguard asked.

Ye Hao frowned.

"A woman was dragged out by a man just now. A few of you follow up. If that man's hands were kicked, you would interrupt his hand."

Men's words are extremely violent.

However, several bodyguards stayed still, frowning at each other.

"That ... Mr. Ye, our responsibility is to protect your safety, that's just a caregiver, we can't leave here for her." The bodyguard headed replied expressionlessly, as if not seeing how angry the man was. They were appointed by Mr. Ye Lao, and their responsibility was to take charge of Ye Yeye's safety.

Ye Hao was anxious, and he could not wait to smash the pillows behind him to these programmatic woods.

A bunch of idiots!

"Who says she's a caregiver." He looked up, his gaze like electricity. "She's my fiancee."

Bodyguards: ...

In the corridor, He Xiyan stumbled and was dragged into the elevator by the man.

"Well, Yixuan, don't pull me, I will go down with you." She was sweating forehead.

If you have something to say, why do you want to be like a bandit and let others read the joke.