Yang Huan, like a kite with a broken string, crashed onto the table next to him.
The table was smashed to pieces, and Yang Huan was in so much pain that he questioned the meaning of life.
The commotion quickly attracted people on the night market street to stop and watch.
However, Ye Mohan's aura was too powerful, and he was clearly not someone to be trifled with, so everyone just stopped and watched, not daring to say anything.
Seeing this, Jian Jiaojiao, who was standing to the side, had a hint of fear in her eyes.
She was so preoccupied with Ye Mohan's good looks and wealth that she forgot the terror behind this man.
If you offend him, it's no wonder that Yang Huan's third- or fourth-rate wealthy family is in trouble.
Even the Jian family, one of the top wealthy families in the capital, are no match for them.
But she brought the person with her, so if anything happens to her, she will be held responsible.
After figuring it out, Jian Jiaojiao quickly ran to Yang Huan's side and gently helped him up.
"Are you alright, Huanhuan? I'm sorry, I've dragged you into this. Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital to get checked out."
Yang Huan, who was helped up, was momentarily stunned by the pain in her body.
Upon hearing Jian Jiaojiao's words, she immediately became displeased and said fiercely to Ye Mohan, "He hit me, I can't just let him get away with it like this."
At this moment, Yang Huan had long forgotten what she thought when she first saw Ye Mohan. In her mind, this man was probably already completely infatuated with Jian Yixue.
A man who injured himself for Jian Yixue is better off without.
But she would never let him get away with it, since he dared to lay a hand on her.
In his anger, Yang Huan didn't care about investigating Ye Mohan's identity; he only wanted to make him pay the price!
Jian Yixue, who was leisurely eating barbecue while sitting in her seat, noticed Ye Mohan's actions out of the corner of her eye, but she was not surprised at all.
Thinking of something, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes as he said with a wicked grin, "Oh, you're not exactly chivalrous, are you? Look how heartbroken she is."
Ye Mohan wasn't oblivious to the mockery in Jian Yixue's tone. He looked at Jian Yixue with deep affection and said, "I only cherish you. She's nothing but a piece of rotten wood."
Upon hearing this, Jian Yixue's face beamed with joy.
Yang Huan, who was standing to the side, was furious at the two flirting. Ignoring the pain in his body, he limped over.
Pointing his finger at Ye Mohan's nose, he cursed, "Do you know who I am? You dare hit me for such a vixen? You believe I'll make you..."
Hearing Yang Huan's words, Jian Jiaojiao, who was behind her, felt a surge of fear and quickly ran up to cover Yang Huan's mouth, saying, "Shut up, he's not someone we can afford to mess with."
He turned to look at Jian Yixue, his face showing a wronged expression, as if he had been bullied.
"Sister, we just happened to be passing by and wanted to have a meal with you. If you don't want to, you can't let your husband treat my friends like this."
After she finished speaking, tears fell down her face, and she looked extremely aggrieved.
Yang Huan, who was initially somewhat dissatisfied, was taken aback when he heard Jian Jiaojiao's words. Then, a deep sense of fear rose from the depths of his heart.
Brother-in-law?
That's Jian Yixue's husband!
The night is cold!
Only then did she realize that the man she looked down on was actually Ye Mohan of the Ye Group!
What did she just do?
She actually said that if Ye Mohan, who could cause countless casualties in the business world of the capital, were to stomp his foot, he would be unable to survive.
If Jiaojiao hadn't stopped her, the consequences would have been unbearable for her.
For a moment, her legs felt weak and limp, and Jian Jiaojiao couldn't hold on any longer. She collapsed to the ground, unable to recover for a long time.
Jian Yixue glanced at Jian Jiaojiao with amusement, then stood up and walked over to Jian Jiaojiao, looking down at her with an icy tone.
"Oh? You want to eat me, so I have to give in? Does that mean if you covet my man, I have to hand him over?"
When Jian Yixue saw Jian Jiaojiao's feigned innocence, she knew what she was thinking.
She would rather snatch anything that was hers than take it away.
Previously it was Jian Mingpeng, but now seeing Ye Mohan's attitude towards him, he probably can't sit still anymore.
Hearing this, Jian Jiaojiao was somewhat surprised. She hadn't expected Jian Yixue to guess her thoughts and even say them so openly.
A look of panic flashed in her eyes, and she quickly said, "Sister, how could you frame me? You were the one who made my brother-in-law hit my friend. Even if you don't want to admit it, you can't ruin my reputation."
Because they were at the stalls, while the people who stopped to watch were in the middle of the stalls on both sides, they couldn't hear anything.
However, seeing Jian Jiaojiao's aggrieved appearance, he assumed that Jian Yixue was bullying her. When he saw the unfriendly look in Jian Yixue's eyes, he dared not step forward to defend her.
Jian Yixue raised an eyebrow, her cold gaze fixed on the pretentious Jian Jiaojiao before her, and said in a chilling voice, "Remember what you said today. If I find out about you one day, you'll probably never see the sun again."
After that, Jian Yixue ignored her. She turned around, walked to Ye Mohan's side, took his arm, and looked into his eyes, acting coquettishly.
"I can't eat anymore, I feel nauseous, let's go home."
Ye Mohan, whose face had been dark and menacing, lost his coldness after Jian Yixue took his arm and, unusually, acted coquettishly in public.
He looked every bit the perfect gentleman, his eyes filled with tenderness as he gazed at Jian Yixue beside him. "Yes, let's listen to Xue'er and go home."
Then, Ye Mohan looked at the middle-aged man at the stall and said, "Get the loss tallied up, and have someone come and handle it tomorrow."
The middle-aged man was initially startled by the sudden scene, but seeing that the people causing trouble were all women, he felt embarrassed to go forward and say anything.
Upon hearing Ye Mohan's words, a smile spread across his wrinkled face, and he shook his head, "No need, no need, it's not worth much money."
Ignoring what the middle-aged man said, Ye Mohan turned around, took Jian Yixue's hand, and left.
Watching the two lovers leave, so inseparable, a hint of jealousy flashed in Jian Jiaojiao's eyes. Where no one could see, she clenched her fists tightly.
Yang Huan, lying on the ground, looked terrified.
After Ye Mohan left, the middle-aged man turned back to attend to his business.
The passersby dispersed upon seeing this.
Only one or two men with ulterior motives walked up to Jian Jiaojiao and her sister, their faces full of ill-intentioned smiles. "Little sister, that man doesn't know how to cherish a woman. Let your brother take care of you."
"That's right, that's right, your brother will take care of you."
Another person with dyed yellow hair chimed in.
After saying that, his hand began to rub against Jian Jiaojiao's body, his eyes revealing an impatient look.
Seeing this, Jian Jiaojiao frowned and snapped at the two of them in an unfriendly tone, "Get out!"
Yang Huan, who was on the ground, also realized what was happening, pushed the two of them aside, and pulled Jian Jiaojiao away.
Upon seeing this, the two men muttered "filthy bitch" and left.
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