C90 Give Birth to a Trace of Jealousy
C90 Give Birth to a Trace of Jealousy
This was a very common occurrence, but Wu Congwen found out from the mirror that Ye Mengyi was changing into a new set of clothes.
It turned out that when the other party had entered the changing room, he hadn't closed the door properly and had left a gap. It was unknown whether this had been intentional or unintentional.
At this moment, the clerk was busy greeting other customers and since there weren't any customers here to try on the small clothes, Wu Congwen began to peek.
Ye Mengyi, who was in the mirror, had her back facing Wu Shangwen as she took off her upper body. Her black hair was casually scattered around her smooth, curved back, and from her arm, one could see the two protruding arcs in front of her.
The other party tried on a piece of light cloth, and any slight movement would cause great waves in front of him.
He took off his mask and replaced it with a fiery-red tight one, constantly changing positions in front of the mirror. It was extremely seductive, and this fiery-red one was clearly a bit small, almost unable to wrap around the two plump ones. It seemed as if it could open up the top at any time.
Wu Shangwen almost had a nosebleed when he saw it. These panties were basically made of hollowed-out patterns and only had a flower embroidered on it at the most crucial points.
"She's simply a demoness!"
Wu Zewen's heart was burning. He reached out his hand to touch his nose, worried about the blood.
Ye Mengyi seemed to be very satisfied with this set of clothes. She put on her own clothes, walked out, smiled at Wu Zewen, and then handed the rest of her clothes to him. Then, she headed in the direction of the cashier.
Wu Zewen was embarrassed. He thought that as a dignified seven foot man, he actually gave a woman a light hug and secretly changed her clothes. This was too shameful. If the old man knew this, he would definitely not let him off lightly.
After Ye Mengyi paid the bill, the clerk wrapped up the pile of clothes in a bag and handed it over to Wu Zewen.
"Look at how competent her husband is. That couple in my family never buy clothes with me."
"Exactly, look at his sturdy body, he must be very powerful in that aspect!"
"Do you even need to say that? Didn't you see that the woman was nourishing like a flower?"
"That girl looks a little familiar. Oh my god, isn't she the famous celebrity Ye Mengyi?"
The sounds of discussion from the crowd drifted into Wu Shangwen's ears, and he couldn't help but laugh bitterly in his heart: Who are these people, a pack of female wolves!
Just when Wu Zewen was accompanying Ye Mengyi out of the door, Omin Jie walked out of the clothing store and the two security guards behind her were carrying big and small bags in their hands.
Right at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded out.
"Catch the thief!"
He saw a fifteen or sixteen year old thin little boy running toward him with all his might. Wu Zewen's eyes were fixed on the little boy. She took a step forward and blocked Ye Mengyi behind her.
Omin Jie's two bodyguards stood vigilantly in front of her.
"Plop!"
When the little boy ran in front of Wu Shangwen and company, he suddenly fell down, followed by 15 or 16 tall and big men. All of them were tall and sturdy, with sunken eye sockets and towering nose, it was obvious that they were from the western border.
The western border was located at the western border of Huaxia, it's people were fierce and aggressive, and they were spread out across China. Because of their courage and ruthlessness, when they fought side by side, even the police would feel a headache for them.
"Damn it! You dare to steal my money? You must be tired of living!"
A burly man caught up from behind kicked the little boy's back and spat at him.
Then, the men behind him surrounded him and viciously kicked him.
At first glance, the boy could tell that he was experienced in being beaten up. He hugged his head with both hands and curled up his body like a prawn.
Although this kind of scene often happened in the streets of a woman's street, many people still stopped to watch.
Suddenly, the little boy took out a leather bag and threw it into the air. With a "hualala" sound, a stack of hundred-dollar bills fell down. It looked like there were tens of thousands of dollars inside.
Mainly concentrated around Wu Cong-wen and Omin Jie.
Although, most of the people here were rich, but there were also a lot of ordinary people. Immediately, those onlookers surrounded them and started to grab the money, surrounding Wu Zewen, Ou Minjie, and the others.
Wu Zewen tightly held Ye Mengyi behind him to prevent the crowd from rushing at him. At the same time, he looked for a way to break out of this place and quickly left.
Just then, he looked through the crowd and saw several men walking quickly to Ominster's Rolls-Royce. One of them took out his car keys and was about to open the door.
At this moment, the two bodyguards protecting Omin Jie also noticed this. One of them split the crowd and ran towards the car.
Omin Jie's security guard was tall and big. He split the crowd and started to walk towards the Rolls Royce. At that moment, the little boy, who had been beaten up, suddenly hugged the security guard's leg tightly.
As for the few men who were beating the little boy, they stood in front of the security guard, pretending to steal the money.
At this moment, the people around him were all frantically trying to snatch the money. No one would notice such a small change in the situation. Even if someone saw this, they would still think that the other party was fighting over the money.
As he expected, these people were in a group and he wanted to help them, but he still had to protect Ye Mengyi. Who knew if these barbarians from the western border would take advantage of his absence to snatch Ye Mengyi away.
Seeing that his leg was being held, the security guard swung his leg, wanting to throw the little boy out, but the security guard refused to let go. Anxiously, the security guard raised his other foot and ruthlessly stepped on the little boy's hand, and the security guard's eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness.
At the same time, two big men with high noses grabbed Wu Zewen from the left and right. One of them held a dagger and stabbed towards the guard's waist without a word. These people were quite good at cooperating.
Being Omin Jie's security guard was not something to be jealous of. He was calm in the face of danger. With a shake of his body, he pushed the two people on his left and right away, then kicked the dagger-wielding man fiercely with his left foot.
The man didn't dodge at all when he saw that his knife was about to pierce the boy's body. The knife went straight through the boy's palm and stabbed into the guard's foot. Blood gushed out and the security guard continuously grimaced in pain.
However, he still kicked the man out of the car and walked towards the Rolls Royce. The car door was about to open, and the boy rolled on the ground after having his hand pierced through. He then got up and held the man's ankle tightly.
The man who had just been kicked away also crawled up, fearlessly rushing towards the security guard. At this moment, the other security guard saw that his comrade had suffered a loss, so he shouted and jumped into the ring of battle.
After knocking down the few people from the western border, they quickly ran towards the Rolls Royce. After all, protecting the boss' belongings was one of their most important duties as security guards.
However, although those men from the western border who had been defeated couldn't compare to the two security guards, they had more men and were fearless of death. Looking at their resolute expressions, those who didn't know better would think that they were a human bomb on the battlefield.
This greatly hindered the security's speed. At this moment, the door of the Rolls Royce was already opened, and a person from the western border quickly got into the car to start it. Omin Jie was so anxious that she stomped her feet.
Just as the man was about to drive away when he caught fire of the fire, a figure flashed by. The window of the car was broken and a large hand reached in, lifting the man up and slamming him onto the ground.
It was Wu Shangwen, and his eyes were sharp as he stood on the spot. His entire body was emitting an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura.
Seeing that the plan that was about to succeed had been ruined by this man, another fifteen or sixteen men from the western border came out from the corner with vicious eyes. They held sharp daggers in their hands as they walked towards Wu Zewen.
Wu Zewen was able to see that it was a true hack knife that had killed people before, and it wasn't a watermelon knife that fought fiercely on the streets.
Shua shua shua!
The few people walking in the front were the first to slash a few times at Wu Zewen. Although it couldn't be considered as a move, it was definitely a ruthless killing move.
Wu Zewen snorted coldly, and with a grab he knocked down the first person to the ground, then he took the other person's dagger, instantly penetrating that person's palm and staring at the Hibiscus tree in the middle of the street, causing blood to spurt out. The man's face was ashen from the pain, he clenched his teeth tightly, but he didn't beg for mercy.
A few more people rushed over, and in a blink of an eye, the Hibiscus tree was filled with men from the western border. The thick trunk of the tree was covered in blood.
However, none of them begged for mercy, and they all stared at Wu Shangwen with sinister eyes. A few of them tried to pull out their daggers, but they didn't expect Wu Shangwen to pierce so deeply into their handles, causing them to be unable to pull it out.
At this moment, Omin Jie's two guards had also subdued the remaining men from the western border. At this moment, everyone realized that a bloody battle had occurred while they were busy stealing money.
And the one who ended this bloody battle was actually this ordinary looking yet extremely masculine young man in front of him.
At this moment, the one with the most complicated mood was Omin Jie. The two security guards that he had paid a high price for were inferior to a young man from a mountain village at critical moments.
The other party stood in the arena with a calm and composed demeanor, as if he had only taken a few steps just now. This caused others to feel an inexplicable sense of reliance on him.
At this moment, Omin Jie was a little jealous of Ye Mengyi. She even had a baby. However, even though she had such feelings, she didn't regret her decision. The gap between them couldn't be changed no matter what.