"You shameless bastard, I have to tear you apart today."

Kong Xiaohai's wife cursed angrily and rushed towards Song Fang.

At this time, Wu Wu, who was standing behind Song Fang, stepped forward. He grabbed Kong Xiaohai's wife's arm, and then whispered: "Get out! Otherwise, you will be better off."

Kong Xiaohai's wife gritted her teeth in pain. She turned around and saw that the few people she had brought with her had disappeared.

"Don't look, is there anyone in Pingdu City who will fight with me?"

Wu Wu's words spoke loudly, and Kong Xiaohai's wife realized that Song Fang was not someone to be trifled with.

At this time, Song Fang came over. She reached out and lifted Kong Xiaohai's wife's chin, and then her eyes revealed a terrifying light.

"Listen up! Take care of your husband. If you dare to come to me again, I will make you look good."

After Song Fang finished speaking, she turned around and left.

Wu Wu then let go of Kong Xiaohai's wife and followed him from behind.

As soon as Wu Wu and Song Fang walked away, several men brought by Sun Xiaohai's wife came out. One of them said to Kong Xiaohai's wife: "We can't earn your money. Besides, I advise you, it's best not to

You can't afford to provoke this person."

Kong Xiaohai's wife was confused. She couldn't figure out how the acting director of a small hospital could be so naughty?

Although Song Fang won the fight and saved face in front of everyone, she felt particularly uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, she said to Wu Wu who was following her: "It's okay, you can go back!"

Wu Wu nodded and whispered, "If anything happens, just call me."

As soon as Wu Wu left, Song Fang took out her mobile phone, but she didn't know who she was going to call. It was only then that Song Fang felt lonely.

During all these years of living in Pingdu City, at critical moments, no one even answered his phone.

While walking slowly on the street, Song Fang still couldn't hold it back. She found Xia Jian's phone number and dialed him.

It took a long time before the call got through.

"Hey! Mr. Xia, I, Song Fang, would like to invite you out for a sit-down. Would you like to have a drink or coffee? Or tea?"

As soon as the phone call came through, Song Fang mustered up the courage to speak loudly.

Xia Jian on the other side of the phone paused for a moment, then said reluctantly: "Let's have tea then! Send me a message after you find a place."

After Xia Jian finished speaking, he hung up the phone there.

Song Fang's little heart was beating wildly. She really didn't expect that Xia Jian would actually agree to her invitation.

With great excitement, Song Fang found a high-end teahouse on Ximen Street and sent a message to Xia Jian.

Half an hour later, Xia Jian finally knocked on the door and walked in.

"Mr. Xia! I see you are a little tired. Did you just get off work?"

Song Fang came over and said softly with a smile on her face.

Xia Jian sat down and then took a look at Song Fang.

Song Fang, who had her hair done, is obviously much younger, and her face with makeup looks somewhat charming.

The chic dress reveals an image of a Jiangnan woman that is difficult to conceal.

"Oh! I've been a little busy lately. When you called me just now, I still had a company."

Xia Jian said and started to make Kung Fu tea himself.

Song Fang snatched the tea set and said, "I can play this better than you."

Song Fang is from the south and is naturally very good at making Kung Fu tea. Her movements are skillful and elegant.

Xia Jian picked up the tea cup, took a sip slowly, and then asked with a smile: "Invite me out, is there anything you want?"

Song Fang smiled lightly and said, "I can't ask you out for tea if I have nothing to do? It seems that you really look down on us people now."

Song Fang said and couldn't help but look at Xia Jian affectionately.

Xia Jian chuckled and said, "I'm so busy that I don't really have many opportunities to have tea. I thought something would happen if you asked me out."

"Nothing's wrong. I just feel lonely. I can't find anyone to drink tea with. I searched and searched for you, but finally I found you."

Song Fang was a little sad when she said this, and her expression looked extremely gloomy.

Xia Jian smiled slightly, took another sip of tea, and then asked softly: "How is your relationship with Wang Youfa now?"

"Why don't you open the pot and mention the pot? When we are chatting together, you'd better not mention him."

Song Fang said, her face looking extremely ugly.

Xia Jian immediately understood in his heart that Song Fang and Wang Youfa had not reconciled.

But at this moment, Xia Jian's cell phone rang. He took it out and saw that the caller ID was Xiao Xiao. He quickly connected the call.

"Mr. Xia! Come to Donggang Bar quickly, I have something going on here."

After Xiao Xiao finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone, looking extremely nervous.

Xia Jian couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He stood up immediately. He called Li Ya first, then turned and left.

Song Fang chased after him and asked, "What happened? Do you need my help?"

"No! I'll contact you again when I have the chance."

Xia Jian said as he walked out of the room.

Song Fang frowned and thought for a moment. She immediately called Wu Wu, then let go and chased after him.

When Xia Jian answered the phone just now, Song Fang listened briefly. With her intelligence, she had already figured out who had the problem in Donggang Bar.

Xia Jian took a taxi and rushed over. More than ten minutes later, he appeared in the Donggang Bar.

This is a newly opened bar with a lot of traffic.

When Xia Jian walked in, he saw a boy singing a powerful song on the small stage. Under the stage, a group of men and women were twisting their bodies, and with the psychedelic lights, they looked like a group of demons dancing.

As Xia Jian walked, he called Xiao Xiao, but what surprised him was that Xiao Xiao's cell phone kept ringing, but no one answered.

After searching in the hall, Xia Jian did not see Xiao Xiao's figure. In desperation, he had to go to the private rooms to search. He searched from front to back, one by one.

Although it attracted a lot of scolding, Xia Jian still persisted in looking for it.

At the door of the innermost private room, there were two men standing. These two guys all had yellow hair, and it was obvious at first glance that they were from a mixed society.

As soon as Xia Jiangang approached the door of the room, one of the yellow men scolded him unceremoniously: "Get out of here!"

Xia Jian didn't say anything, he raised his fist and hit him.

Huang Mao never expected that Xia Jian would be more cruel than him. Without any preparation, he was punched by Xia Jian and flew out.

When the other Huang Mao saw this, he rushed towards Xia Jian, but Xia Jian didn't even look at him. He only heard a bang and the Huang Mao's body was kicked away by Xia Jian.

With a click, the door lock was unlocked, and there were seven or eight people, men and women, sitting in the huge private room.
Chapter completed!