"Second Young Master!"
Tang Yiting's men were panicked. If the Tang Sect master knew that under their protection, the second young master would fight back and be injured, and his wife would have to take their skins off.
"Go away!"
Tang Yiting pushed the Italian man who was approaching him with a face, covering the bleeding wound with a painful expression.
"This matter was kept from me, including the villa, who passed it to me, and I cut his tongue!"
Tang Yiting's words made everyone afraid, who would dare to say it
Damn, if it hadn't been for his quick hand, he would have died in his hand.
Tang Yiting coldly glanced at the man who had been dead for a long time, pursing his cold lips, and left without looking back.
In the hotel, Tang Yiting held a mobile phone in one hand to talk to Ye Xiaoai, while asking the doctor to bandage herself.
The doctor has been very careful, but fortunately, he was only bruised by a bullet, which is easy to deal with.
"Well, I'll go back in two days, and you can be honest with me at home."
Although Tang Yiting's tone sounded fierce, Ye Xiaoai might still feel better when he heard his voice.
The doctor picked up the disinfectant and motioned to Tang Yiting with his eyes.
Tang Yiting gave a death order in the room and couldn't make any sound.
Tang Yiting nodded slightly and continued to talk very much to Ye Xiao.
The hot alcohol rubbed the wound, Tang Yiting's hand holding the phone suddenly clenched, his sword eyebrows twisted without making any sound.
"Well, go back and talk."
Fearing that Ye Xiaoai would hear something wrong, she wanted to hung up the phone.
With a premonition that Tang Yiting would hang up, Ye Xiaoai spoke quickly.
"Tang Yiting, you come back soon."
Ye Xiaoai's words made Tang Yiting's pain disappear instantly, and the corners of his mouth raised a puzzling smile.
"Ok."
Tang Yiting threw the phone aside, watching the blood flowing down continuously, without any reaction.
That girl must miss him!
The doctor was about to bandage Tang Yiting, but Tang Yiting suddenly stood up and waved his hand.
"Prepare a car!"
Spare a car? Where can I prepare a car
"Second Young Master?" So the next person is unknown.
Tang Yiting raised his head coldly, "Go back to the villa!"
Since Tang Yiting had given orders, no one dared to resist, and immediately went down to prepare the car.
Ye Xiaoai put down the phone and looked outside in a daze. She didn't think of him that way when Tang Yiting was not there before.
"Tang Yiting, I miss you so much." Ye Xiaoai lay on the bed, unable to sleep for a long time.
…
In the middle of the night, the door of Ye Xiaoai's room suddenly opened, and the crisp sound of opening the door instantly awakened Ye Xiaoai who was sleeping.
"Who?"
Ye Xiaoai abruptly sat up from the bed, her relative touched the cell phone next to her, and she was about to smack the person.
"it's me."
A familiar voice suddenly sounded, Ye Xiaoai's body was taken aback, and she looked at Tang Yiting who suddenly appeared in disbelief.
Doesn't he come back in two days? Why are you back now
"Tang Yiting!"
Ye Xiaoai reacted and immediately rushed into Tang Yiting's arms, clinging tightly to his neck.
"I thought it would take two days for you to see you." Ye Xiaoai's whole body hung on Tang Yiting, her voice soft.
Tang Yiting had a hand injury, and Ye Xiaoai jumped up so unscrupulously that the wound almost opened.
Tang Yiting placed Ye Xiaoai on Ye Xiaoai's pink bed, and it was his relatives who turned on the lamp.
The warm yellow table lamp was projected on the two of them, and there was a feeling in the room that had never been felt before.