"Boss Yi, Xia Yan is my niece, do you dare to make a mistake in front of me?"

Yi Beihan tied Xia Yan tightly in his arms, making her unable to move, with determination in his cold eyes.

"Don't call it a dream contract, even if I lose the entire MK, no one can take this woman away from me!"

"Yi Beihan, you are already a married man, don't go too far!"

Chu Lingfeng pushed her mother aside and stepped forward again.

"I don't want to talk nonsense to you!"

Yi Beihan glanced at Chu Lingfeng with disdain, hugged Xia Yan and walked out.

Xia Yan dragged her body and refused to follow him, but was immediately frightened by Yi Beihan's cold glance and did not dare to say a word.

"Yi Beihan, let me go!"

Chu Lingfeng swung his fist and hit him on the back.

The force was strong enough to force Yi Beihan's body to lean forward, but he did not change his expression and squinted his eyes. He put the frightened woman in his arms aside, then took off his suit jacket, rolled up his cuffs, and waved.

His fist hit Chu Lingfeng...

The scene suddenly became chaotic...

I don’t know who took the wine glass from the servant’s hand first and started a fight...

"Someone, come quickly!"

Song Jingyue exclaimed.

Murong Shaochuan immediately stepped forward to help. After all, he was close to Chu Lingfeng, so it is conceivable...

Xia Yan was frightened out of her mind by the 'violent and bloody' scene in front of her. Watching the three of them fight, no matter who was injured, she would be heartbroken.

"Don't fight, don't fight...I beg you not to fight..."

Yi Beihan rushed forward with trembling legs. Afraid of hurting her, Yi Beihan suddenly pushed her aside and growled.

"Walk!"

The three bodies were struggling together, and it was impossible to tell the winner for the time being, until they collided with the dining table next to them——

"boom"

The table full of delicacies turned into a mess, plates and glasses were broken with liquid stuck on the floor...

"His dad, his dad, what should I do?"

Song Jingyue saw that the corners of her son's mouth were bloodshot, and she anxiously pulled the arm of the man next to her.

Chu Yu looked serious, pursed his lips and remained calm.

What can he do?

Both sides are his sons...

Seeing that the two men looked slightly cautious but neither took action to stop them, Song Jingyue was in a state of confusion. Eager to protect her son, she glanced at the antique vase next to her and ignored its priceless price. She raised the vase and rushed towards her tremblingly.

Come forward——

"don't want!"

Seeing that the person Song Jingyue was planning to attack was the back of Yi Beihan's head, Xia Yan's eyes widened in horror, but when she reacted and rushed forward, it was still a step too late——

"Bang!"

The solid porcelain blue flower vase shattered when it hit the unprepared Yibei Hantou Cauldron.

"Yi Beihan——"

Xia Yan exclaimed, her heartbeat suddenly stuck in her throat.

The picture freezes.

Feeling a sharp pain in the back of his head, Yi Beihan turned around and saw Song Jingyue looking at him blankly. Immediately afterwards, Xia Yan gathered around him with a worried look on his face, looking at the blood on the back of his head, with fierce tears.

The ground smashed down.

"Yi Beihan!"

Yi Beihan stood still and slapped the back of his head with his hand. His palm suddenly became sticky and wet. It was full of blood. He looked at the woman with tearful eyes, and the determination was still there in his cold eyes.

"Go back with me!"

"Let's go to the hospital. Let's go to the hospital quickly~!"
Chapter completed!