Siming got out of the car, his pupils suddenly tightened, and he shouted angrily: "Mian'ao, stop it."
The cotton-padded jacket suddenly stopped moving.
The fierce little face suddenly became confused and innocent.
After receiving the cold face from his superior, he felt inexplicably guilty.
He twisted his hands together, not daring to look Siming in the eye, and stood there pitifully.
Zhao Guoyan hurried over to support Tang Zhongren: "Are you okay? Why did you fight with her?"
It’s not that Zhao Guoyan looked down on his old friend, but he was really no match for someone like Mian’ao who could even bend a gun barrel.
Tang Zhongren shook his head and smiled bitterly, it’s hard to put it into words.
Siming asked Mian'ao in a cold voice: "Why did you hit him?"
It's beating someone, not fighting.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this scene is a one-sided situation.
Tang Zhongren was immediately filled with shame and indignation. He had never felt so weak and helpless before. It was so humiliating.
Mian'ao pouted and thrust her little face towards Siming: "He hit me."
Siming looked at the bruises on the tender little face in the cotton jacket that had not yet faded away, and his expression became even colder.
He punched Tang Zhongren in the face with his backhand, and his face, which was bruised and swollen, suddenly swelled up and his teeth were loose.
Zhao Guoyan bared his teeth. Even though the punch was not unjust, he felt embarrassed to seek justice for his old friend.
You are a grown man with a special status, how can you raise your fist at a little girl?
You are so lucky that the little girl didn't hit you directly.
Song Chunhua and Tang Zhongyi opened their mouths but no words came out. It was because the air pressure on Siming was too low.
Tang Zhongren was not angry, as he should be.
Mian'ao was immediately happy, grinning and moving closer to Siming: "Siming, I'm hungry."
Siming glared at her and said, "Just bear with it."
"Oh," Xiaoaozi leaned his head against Siming's back pitifully and endured it.
Sima Ming...
Forget it, let her be.
He turned around and asked Tang Zhongren: "Where are you on duty?"
The two did not know each other and had never met.
But after just one encounter, he could tell the other person's general identity.
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