"Tang Mumu, you're courting death!"

She's courting death?

Haha …

Under everyone's gaze, Tang Mumu opened his eyes and pointed at his face. "An Zihao, have you heard of a saying that your husband and wife should pay off their debts?"

If he could hit her, why couldn't she hit Su Jin?

Heh, this world is truly ridiculous. Could it be that she deserved to be bullied and refused to fight back? Who set the rules!

Actually, she glared back at him fiercely.

At this moment, she only had hatred for the couple in front of her. As a victim, she was already patient enough to even hide when she saw them. These two bastards took the initiative to provoke her and bully her time and time again. The little bit of emotion she had for the two of them that she couldn't part with had all f*cking dissipated.

Right now, if they dared to provoke her again, she would definitely fight back with all her might!

"Madman!" An Zihao gritted his teeth and looked at the surrounding crowd. He frowned and looked at the security guard at the side. His tone was unfriendly, "This woman has already affected our normal work. Hurry up and drive her out!"

If he continued to let her stay here, it would be embarrassing for him. He really didn't have any place to put his face.

Tang Mumu made him so angry that he wished that Tang Mumu would scram right now.

As soon as An Zihao finished speaking, the security guard obediently walked forward and wanted to catch Tang Mumu and drive her out.

"What are you doing?!" A low and steady roar came from behind him.

Tang Mumu turned around and saw Manager Kong walking over from not far away.

Hearing Manager Kong's voice, the two security guards holding Tang Mumu unconsciously released their hands. They instantly stood upright and greeted Manager Kong, "Hello, Manager Kong."

Although Manager Kong was a manager, not even a general manager, everyone knew his true identity. He was Kong Fansheng, the legitimate successor of K Company. The future president of the company, the employees of the company, from the general manager to the employees, who would dare to provoke him?

Manager Kong walked over and glanced at Tang Mumu, An Zihao, and Su Jin. His voice was cold and deep, "What happened?"

"Cousin." An Zihao let go of Su Jin and explained to Manager Kong, "She just attacked my girlfriend indiscriminately. I'm trying to get justice for my girlfriend."

At this time, if he did not protect Su Jin, he would be too unlike a man. Moreover, he believed that Kong Fansheng was one of his own, so no matter what, he would always look towards him.

Tang Mumu was sleepy. He called Manager Kong cousin? It's over. This time, she's in the hands of a family …

Kong Fansheng looked over with a face as heavy as water.

Tang Mumu was embarrassed like a clown when he saw him so embarrassed twice. Moreover, Tang Mumu was still tactfully apologizing on his territory, saying to him, "Manager Kong, I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused you."

She really didn't expect Manager Kong to be An Zihao's cousin.

This world was really small.

"Is it your fault?" Kong Fansheng asked straightforwardly.

Tang Mumu shook her head, "She was the one who provoked me first. Every word she said was very unpleasant. I couldn't help but act when I was angry."

After Kong Fansheng heard this, he immediately changed into a faint smile, "Since you feel that you are not wrong, there is no need to apologize."

"Ah?" Tang Mumu was shocked.

"Cousin?" An Zihao was no less surprised than Tang Mumu. He did not expect Kong Fansheng to not help him.

"Let's go." Kong Fansheng walked to Tang Mumu's side, and a slow and steady voice sounded in her ears.

"Oh …"

Tang Mumu did not come back to her senses until she walked out of the company hall.

"You are An Zihao's cousin, why are you helping me?" If the first time he gave her the air cushion CC Cream Palm Seal was out of gentlemanly demeanor, then this time, An Zihao was clearly targeting her. Why did he still help her?

"Am I the kind of person who doesn't care about kisses?"

His low and deep voice lingered in Tang Mumu's ears. Tang Mumu's heart suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of emotion.

"Thank you." She thanked him sincerely.

"Seeing the injustice, I pulled out my saber and helped." Kong Fansheng smiled faintly and asked her, "Are you going back to Zuo'an Group?"

"Yes."

"I happen to have something to do over there. Let's go together." After Kong Fansheng finished speaking, he took out the car keys and said to her, "I'll go drive and wait for me."

He swiftly turned around and left.

Compared to many young masters in Beijing, his car is very ordinary.

"Get in the car."

Don Mumu got in the car and looked at his gentle side face. "Today's matter is troubling you."

"You are my guest and partner. It is my responsibility to ensure your safety." Kong Fansheng leaned against the back of the driver's seat, leisurely driving with one hand, skilled driving skills, and elegant posture, causing Tang Mumu to be unable to help but fall into a daze.

Manager Kong was really the most refined and elegant man she had ever seen. His every move was like a prince charming in a fairy tale, making people feel warm in their hearts when they saw him. Unlike An Zihao, he looked gentle and refined, but in fact, he did not distinguish right from wrong, and his heart was dirty. He was simply a gentle scum amongst men. Unlike Long Zhang, who knew how to use violence every day and threatened her, bullied her, and overwhelmed her.

Overwhelm her …

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but blush.

These past two days, he had really tormented her enough, and now, she felt her back aching from sitting, as if she had been exhausted from working hard for several days in a row.

"Are you sick?" Kong Fansheng saw that her face was so red that even the concealer on her face couldn't cover it. He slowed down and asked with concern.

Tang Mumu smiled awkwardly and waved her hand repeatedly, "Nothing …"

"But your face is very red. It looks like you have a fever."

'"That" Tang Mumu reached out to fan the wind and cooled herself down. She quickly explained, "It must be the hot air. It's too hot in the car."

Kong Fansheng casually turned off the hot air and opened the car window a little, allowing the cold air outside to cool down.

Tang Mumu turned her face to the window and felt the cold wind blowing on her face. It was chilly, and her hot face immediately returned to normal temperature.

Seeing that her expression had returned to normal, Kong Fansheng closed the car window again.

The two of them drove a car and sat beside each other. The two of them remained silent until Kong Fansheng got on the highway bridge. Only then did they open the chatter box, "You and my cousin met before?"

"Yes."

"There's a conflict between you two?" It had already reached the point of a big fight. It seemed that this contradiction was not a bit deep.

"This …"

Tang Mumu hesitated for a moment. Thinking of how he had helped her many times, she roughly recounted their tragic love triangle: "An Zihao and I were college alumni, and we once had a teenage relationship. As for his current girlfriend, Su Jin, she is my classmate. We live in the same dormitory and have a good relationship. We can be called each other's best friends with a very popular word. However, these days, what my best friend said about fireproofing, burglary, and defense is absolutely correct. When I came home, the two of them were together. Since then, their relationship with me has deteriorated. Every time we meet, something unhappy happens. "

"Since they have wronged you, why would Su Jin take the initiative to provoke you?" Kong Fansheng couldn't understand this point.

If it was anyone else, they would have the face to do something that would have let Tang Mumu down. Even if they didn't hide from her, they should still treat her as a stranger. How could they still have the courage to provoke her?

"I don't understand either."

Tang Mumu recalled it carefully. That day, when she saw An Zihao and Su Jin together, she took the initiative to break up. She was so generous to help them. Why did they still stubbornly come looking for trouble with her repeatedly?

"Probably, his head is twitching." She could only use this answer to explain the two abnormal humans.

"Haha, you really are a girl with personality."

…

Tang Mumu got off work and returned home weakly after experiencing the turbulence of the subway.

Just as she opened the door, she was attacked …

She screamed and jumped in fright.

Long Zhang turned her somewhat frightened body around and hugged her waist, forcing her to look up at him, "Why is the reaction so big? Did you do something wrong?"

"Try to be so scared!"

Tang Mumu's bright eyes widened, and she felt her heart pounding violently from his fright. She stomped on his foot angrily, and her sharp high heels stabbed into his slippers.

"F*ck!"

Long Zhang took a deep breath and let go of her. He frowned and roared, "Can you change your moves and be trampled on every time?"

He originally wanted to joke with her, but he never thought that her reaction would be so big.

Tang Mumu took a step back vigilantly. She glanced at his feet with her big eyes, then looked at his frown. She coughed lightly and asked tentatively, "Is it that painful?"

Long Zhang bent over and raised his head. His face was a little pale, and his voice seemed to have squeezed out from between his teeth. "Do you want to try a kick?"

"Uh-huh, no need, really no need …"

Tang Mumu laughed dryly. Seeing that his anger had not dissipated, he did not care about changing his shoes. He walked forward to support his body and said, "I was also frightened just now. Instinctively, you scared me into attacking me. My heart was about to jump out of it. Let's go, I'll help you to the sofa to rest."

As a result, he was dragged onto the sofa.

Since she sincerely admitted her mistake, Long Zhang did not continue to pursue her responsibility. She lifted her foot and threw off the slippers on her feet and placed her injured foot on Tang Mumu's leg. "I feel pain. Show me if it is bruised."

"Ah?"

Tang Mumu looked awkwardly at his feet, which were wearing light gray socks, and felt somewhat helpless.

Do you want her to take off his socks while holding his feet?

"Ah, what? Hurry up, it hurts so much." Long Zhang's rare affectation.

Seeing that Tang Mumu still didn't do anything, he kicked her in the chest, "Don't dawdle. It'll be swollen badly in a while, and you'll have to carry me to the hospital for orthopedics."