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Chapter 8 Old hatred and new hatred

Leng Hongyan, who slapped the slap, bent down to pick up the photo on the ground again. It was a photo of her and a man. In the photo, she smiled so innocently and cutely. The man in the photo looked like she was only about forty years old. It looked like she was a few similarities with Liu Lihai. The most important thing was that the words Yan Yan and Lihai were written on the bottom of the photo. The strong and powerful font, Liu Lihai, was seen from a man. Does she really have a boyfriend named Lihai? Isn’t this person Song Libing?

Liu Lihai touched his left face, which was still in pain, but his mind jumped to the photo.

When Leng Hongyan saw that Liu Lihai was still standing, she couldn't help but get even more furious, "Don't you get out of here, don't you want me to call the police? She broke into a private house and tried to use a strong female leader. Do you know what the crime would be?"

Leng Hongyan looked at Liu Lihai with disdain and said. His tone, expression, and her usual insults to herself rushed into her mind, making Liu Lihai angry all of a sudden. He pulled the photos from Leng Hongyan's hand, and tore them apart without thinking. Moreover, he felt that he was not relieved and smashed the fragments directly on Leng Hongyan's face.

Leng Hongyan never expected that the big boy in front of her would tear off the photo of her and Lihai. He broke the frames that Lihai bought, and now he tore off one of her favorite photos. This hurts more than someone stabbing her with a knife. She rushed towards Liu Lihai desperately, tearing his clothes while scolding him: "What the hell are you? You don't even deserve the qualification to carry shoes for Lihai. You fucking dare to break the frames and tear the photos. You wait and see how I deal with you, a bitch, a hooligan who broke into a private house." As she said that, Leng Hongyan went to get the landline on another bedside table.

It was said that it was too late and there was a quick place. Liu Lihai rushed over and hugged Leng Hongyan.

Leng Hongyan was held in Liu Lihai's arms. For a moment, she couldn't move. She was both ashamed and angry, and scolded Liu Lihai: "You hooligan, let me go."

"Minister Leng, can you pretend to be less garlic? You have already asked me to hug and kiss me, and I will wait for the last step. Why are you pretending to be serious?" Liu Lihai said these words coldly, pushing Leng Hongyan aside.

"And you called me to come by yourself, not me who broke into a private house. You kept asking me to hug you, and you asked me to hug you to bed, but now you turn against me? Today, I really have to go away. I slept well, and I was exhausted when you called me and I came in sweat. You even called me and called me a hooligan. I will show you the hooligan now." Liu Lihai said, and suddenly pushed Leng Hongyan back on the bed, pressing her whole body.

"Let me go, let me go. Liu Lihai, if you dare to do anything, I will let Zhao Guangming drive you tomorrow, do you believe it?" Leng Hongyan pushed Liu Lihai with her hand and kicked him. The more she struggled like this, the more annoyed Liu Lihai was. Not only was she scolded for no reason, but she had to be threatened by this Leng Beauty. Liu Lihai was most annoyed by others since she was a child, and he served this woman kindly for a long time. She actually revenges and broke the frame. He didn't mean it, but was insulted by her so much. I fucked him, and I kept talking about this woman.
Chapter completed!
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