C90 What Was the Situation with the Couple
C90 What Was the Situation with the Couple
It was unknown whether this wife was too confident or a newborn calf was not afraid of a tiger.
He turned his head and asked Fenng Moye, "Director Fenng, do you want me to..."
Before Che Jin could finish speaking, the man got up from the wheelchair and picked up the stick on the ground and walked towards the crowd.
Che Jin was stunned on the spot. What was going on? Director Fenng, when... when did his legs recover?
Fenng Moye's whole body was filled with anger. He swung the stick at those people, and kicked the man who was about to attack Chung Rann.
Chung Rann turned around and saw Fenng Moye. She frowned. "Why are you here?"
The man smiled wickedly. "My wife has been bullied. How can I not come?"
"But your leg..."
The man smiled and said, "It has been cured a long time ago." However, he had yet to choose a time to tell her.
Chung Rann felt that it was not a big problem for her to deal with these dozen or so people, but she could not endure the time they spent with you. Her physical strength was limited and she could not hold on for long.
Now that Fenng Moye was here, no matter what, he would be able to buy her some time.
"Then you be careful. I might not be able to take care of you." Chung Rann thought that since his legs had just recovered, his movements definitely would not be as agile as hers.
A trace of killing intent flashed through Fenng Moye's eyes. "Don't underestimate your husband."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fenng Moye swung his stick and hit the vanguard. Chung Rann could only watch as he knocked down five people in a few moves. The places he hit were all vital points. Those few people were lying on the ground and wailing. She could not help but widen her eyes. This man was too scary.
How could he be lame or not agile? He really shouldn't be too agile, alright?
Fenng Moye knocked these people down in a few moves. His movements were neat and tidy. Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that he was a martial arts practitioner. Moreover, he was not an ordinary martial arts practitioner. This was definitely an international standard.
What exactly did he do before?
Chung Rann thought that she had practiced since she was young and had even been praised by the national coaches. Even she, who had once won the championship, had won. Now, it seemed that it had really come true. There was always someone better than others. There was always someone better than others.
It was no wonder that when Fenng Moye's legs were not convenient, she found it difficult to spar with him. It turned out that this bastard's skills were not as simple as she looked.
He had hidden it very well. Through this time, she felt that she should get to know this mysterious and unpredictable husband again.
Not only Chung Rann, even Che Jin was stunned. He remembered that the last time he saw Director Fenng fight with someone was before he got into a car accident. At that time, when Director Fenng fought, he could always make his opponent tremble in fear. As long as he had fought with him once, he wouldn't dare to find him again easily.
Now, a wife was also a fierce character. A little girl in her early twenties dared to fight a dozen strong men one-on-one. This courage alone was not something that ordinary people could have.
The Fenng family originally had hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Now, it was good. A Chung Rann who still didn't know her true identity had come. She was even more powerful than the clouds.
But looking at Madam's words, she was a match for Director Fenng. It was too compatible.
The toothpick man fell to the ground. His whole body was twitching due to the pain. He stared at Fenng Moye with a pale face.
"You... you are even worse than this woman."
Fenng Moye threw away the stick. His slim body bent slightly. His long fingers grabbed the collar of the toothpick man. The hostility in his eyes was frightening.
"Who sent you?"
The man with the toothpick could not help but tremble in fear when he saw Fenng Moye's eyes. He was really scared by this man. Every punch he made was ruthless.
If he did not say anything, he would have to die here.
"A woman called... Pann Shan made us destroy this woman's innocence. Then we took a photo and sent it to her."
Chung Rann's expression changed. Pann Shan, wasn't Pann Shan expelled by Fenng Moye previously?
Fenng Moye frowned without batting an eyelid and his eyes were filled with anger.
"How much did she give you?"
"Fifty... fifty thousand." The toothpick man's collar was grabbed by Fenng Moye, and his body kept shrinking back. He could feel that the aura around this man was like a storm, cold and terrifying.
Fenng Moye threw him away as if he was throwing trash. He turned his head to Che Jin and raised his chin.
"Give him 100,000. Whatever Pann Shan tells him to do, let him do it."
Che Jin's heart skipped a beat. Director Fenng was going to make a ruthless move. What he wanted Pann Shan to do to these people was to punish herself.
"Yes."
Fenng Moye walked to Chung Rann with steady steps. The hostility on his face instantly disappeared. His warm palm gently caressed her cold cheek.
"Are you hurt anywhere?"
Chung Rann could not resist the gentleness in his eyes. She panicked when he looked at her and turned away in embarrassment.
"It's just a small injury. It's not a problem."
"Even minor injuries need to be treated." Fenng Moye pulled Chung Rann's hand and walked out of the alley. Chung Rann's brain seemed to have stopped working at this moment. It was a blank. She hated people she did not know touching him the most. At this moment, she unexpectedly let him hold her hand.
Chung Rann did not know how she was pulled into the car. It was only when she heard Fenng Moye's voice that she came back to her senses.
She looked at Fenng Moye blankly. "What did you say?"
"Raise your clothes. Let me take a look." The man's voice was strong and carried an irresistible force.
Chung Rann did not lift her clothes up. Instead, she tightly covered her clothes and looked at Fenng Moye vigilantly.
"No need, I can handle this small injury myself."
The man casually placed his hand on the seat and was not in a hurry.
"You can handle it yourself, but there are always places where your hand can't reach."
Chung Rann's attitude was very firm. "I can handle it myself. I don't need you to do it."
"I am your husband." The man displayed his identity and wanted to tell her that they were husband and wife. If not for the husband coming, who else would he want?
Chung Rann subconsciously shrank back, "Even if you are my husband, it is not possible. We are not husband and wife."
Since she was young, no man had seen an inch of skin that she hid under her clothes. Even if Fenng Moye was her husband now, she would not allow it.
Both of them knew that they were only husband and wife in name, so there was no need to do those intimate things.
At this time, Che Jin finished dealing with things over there and returned to the car, handing over the ointment.
"Director Fenng, the medicine has been bought."
"Yes, go and buy some more water. She might be thirsty."
Che Jin glanced at Chung Rann, who seemed to be guarding against thieves. He pursed his lips and smiled, then turned around and walked towards the supermarket.
Fenng Moye held the ointment, his deep eyes flashing with determination.
"I will only apply to places that you can't. It will be a stalemate here. It's better to treat the wound as soon as possible. When the time comes, it will become inflamed. Don't you still have to go to the hospital? Isn't there a male doctor in the hospital? Don't tell me I'm better at the eyes than those doctors? "
What he said was reasonable and reasonable. Chung Rann really could not find any words to refute.
There was indeed some pain in her back. She did not know if it was that damn fatty who hit her just now. It hurt her bones and bones. If it was not for her endurance and stamina being poor... Today, she would definitely beat those hooligans into the hospital and make them lie there for half a month.
It wasn't impossible for Fenng Moye to apply medicine on her. It was just that he wasn't used to it. It could even be said that he was a little shy.
She had never been a pretentious person. In the past, when she fought with others, she was stabbed with a knife and even her bones could be vaguely seen. She had never made a sound. How could she be afraid that Fenng Moye would apply medicine on her?
To be honest, whenever Fenng Moye got close to her, especially when he used that kind of gentle tone, that kind of gaze that could make people drown in it, she would not be able to withstand it.
She had always thought that she would never be moved by any man in her life, but her heartbeat had been stirred up by him repeatedly. Several times, she actually did not dare to look directly into his eyes.
Fenng Moye waited for a long time, but he did not wait for Chung Rann's response. He did not get impatient either, and only looked at the watch on his wrist.
"I still have a meeting in a while."
The meaning was very obvious. It seemed that if Chung Rann did not agree, it would be hypocritical.
Chung Rann slowly turned around, "Then... Then you can do it."
When Fenng Moye heard her tone, he could not help but laugh out loud. "It was just applying medicine. Why do you look like you are going to die?"
What did her tone of saying that she was unafraid of death mean?