The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

As soon as his voice fell, the door of the box was knocked open, and Xia Beiqin's figure rushed in.

Lu Yuan got up from the sofa and waved at him: "Here?"

Unexpectedly, Xia Beiqing rushed over and knocked him to the ground with a punch.

Everyone in the box was frightened.

"Fuck you!" Xia Beiqing grabbed Lu Yuan's neck, grabbed the wine bottle on the coffee table, and slammed it on Lu Yuan's head.

In an instant, Lu Yuan's head was dripping with blood.

Jiang Xiujie rushed over and saw that the box was in chaos, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Xia Beiqin.

"Don't fight, you calm down!"

Xia Beiqing was mad now. He couldn't hear anything. He pushed Jiang Xiujie away, lifted the chair beside him, and slammed it at Lu Yuan, how fierce he was.

Xiao Hai knew that something was going on here, so he ran over in a hurry, followed Jiang Xiujie, and the two of them held Xia Beiqin together, as if they were pressing a manic beast.

Xia Beiqing was still punching and kicking Lu Yuan.

Jiang Xiujie roared: "Enough is enough, if you hit someone again, you will die!"

While pulling Xia Beiqin, Xiao Hai shouted at the stunned crowd: "Quick, quickly, quickly pull Lu Yuan away and take him to the hospital."

The crowd reacted and dragged Lu Yuan out of the box, who was already unaware.

Jiang Xiujie pressed Xia Beiqing, who was crazy, on the sofa: "What's the use of hitting him? Even if you beat him to death, there will be no way to save things!"

Xia Beiqin's chest undulated violently, and his pupils stared at the top of the box vacantly. Tears rolled from the corners of his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and cried.

Jiang Xiujie and Xiao Hai looked at each other and sighed at the same time.

How did things become like this?

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Jun's house.

Standing outside the door of the room, Bo Zou was extremely anxious when he heard a suppressed cry from inside.

What happened to Master Bei Qing?

I ran away in a hurry in the morning, and didn’t come back until the afternoon. When I came back, I rushed into the room, hugging his mother’s photo, crying, and holding the door of the room. No one could get in. He reacted no matter what. .

Jun Siche walked over, knocked on the door of the room with his hand, and raised his eyebrows, his tone was full of fire: "Xia Beiqing, always crying and crying, what are you doing? Something comes out to say, is someone bullying you?"

There was no response inside.

Zou Bo hesitated for a moment, and suggested to Jun Siche: "Or... let Miss Yunci come and try, Young Master Beiqing trusts Miss Yunci."

Jun Sicher curled his eyebrows and remembered that he did his best to take care of the sick woman that night, but he was still annoyed by the woman calling other men's names.

Seeing his master Che's lingering speech, Zou Bo silently took out his cell phone and called Yunci.

On Friday, Yunci came out of the school door with his schoolbag, and the mobile phone in his pocket rang suddenly.

Jun Duonuan was standing by, waiting for her to answer the phone, and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

Yunci said coldly: "Xia Beiqin's situation is not very good."

Jun Duonuan's eyes widened and exclaimed: "Huh? Could it be that the quarrel has become a big deal?"

Yunci took the lead and walked in the direction of parking: "Go to Jun's house first."

Jun Duonuan hurriedly followed behind.

One hour later, he arrived at Jun's house.

Bo Zou had been waiting at the door, seeing them, hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.

"Miss Yunci, Young Master Beiqing listens to you the most, you must help."

Several people walked into the hall.

Jun Siche stood on the second floor, looking down.

Yunci happened to raise his head and ran into the man's cold gaze.