Section 37: The Storm in Shanghai (3) (Part 1)

Zhao Guodong noticed keenly that Liu Qiao's body stiffened slightly, then his body leaned forward, his originally soft body became tense, and his head was slightly raised, like a female leopard that suddenly entered a hunting state.

Standing behind Liu Qiao was a middle-aged man with a tall figure. Even though he was facing the sun, Zhao Guodong could still feel the domineering aura that the other party showed. The other party seemed to want to restrain this aura, change it, and become more friendly, but failed to do so. The habit he had developed for a long time probably made him inadvertently show his superior strength.

"Hanfeng, I've disappeared for some time? Why have you fallen in love with this place? You don't seem to have a nostalgic complex." Liu Qiao did not look back, but his face was very calm and he couldn't see anything. He just moved his body forward a little, not knowing whether he was intentionally trying to keep a certain distance from the other party or unconsciously trying to avoid the other party.

Zhao Guodong observed that an unaware embarrassment and anger flashed on the other party's angular cheeks, but it disappeared instantly. His kind and generous smile and thick lips, his eyes were like torch, and he glanced at Zhao Guodong, like a strong wind passing by, showing the charm of a golden middle-aged man.

"Haha, Qiao Qiao, it's still so sharp. It hurts others and yourself, why bother?" The man sat down next to Liu Qiao with a generous look. He didn't mean to ask for Liu Qiao, nor did he take Zhao Guodong next to him seriously. Maybe in his mind, young as Zhao Guodong, he was disdainful, even if it was a garden hotel.

A clear smile appeared on Liu Qiao's face, but a little contempt appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she didn't want to talk much nonsense to the other party anymore.

"Chen Hanfeng, if you have nothing to do, please let us know. We have something to do."

The unceremonious words made the man's face slightly change, and the atmosphere seemed a little stiff for a moment.

A curious smile appeared on Zhao Guodong's face. It was really interesting. It seemed that the relationship between this man and Liu Qiao was very unusual, but for a moment, the clue was unclear. He could not judge what the other party had and Liu Qiao's relationship was. However, the various expressions of this guy fell into Zhao Guodong's eyes. You could see at a glance that the other party seemed generous and narrow. If he had not had a good identity, he was just a fool.

The smile on Zhao Guodong's face felt even more uncomfortable when he fell into the man's eyes. He glanced at Zhao Guodong with a vicious look, as if he was trying to figure out Zhao Guodong's identity. However, when Zhao Guodong's clothes were not like an ordinary person, he was not easy to ask the other party for a while.

"Jojo, isn't there any room for us? I think we can have a good talk, maybe we..." The man's eyes became cold, as if he had returned to his usual rationality and calmness.

He is not a character with easy emotions to fluctuate, but it is about Liu Qiao, but it is nothing like other things. This is something he can't tolerate. Although it seems unlikely that the young man in front of him has that kind of relationship with Liu Qiao, his subconscious jealousy and hostility still makes him unable to suppress his inner emotions, especially when he saw Liu Qiao chatting and laughing with the other party, the joy and intimacy were like a poisonous snake in his heart.

"Chen Hanfeng, I think there is nothing to talk about between us. Why do we always meet like this? Don't you feel bored? So many years have passed, you live a very relaxed life, and I live a good life, everyone is adults, you have your life, I have my career, there is no need to get entangled in these details anymore. There is only one kind of relationship between us, that is, you are the guardian of my son, and I have the right to visit him, that's all, there is no other." Liu Qiao seemed very indifferent, and even a little impatient, as if he was mentally prepared for the other party's performance, "Please don't disturb us, we have something to talk about."

"Just because of this kid, you don't even want to talk to me? Or do you really have time? Can we, our husband and wife, still be so fucked like this little white-faced man in an Italian shirt?! Can he make you feel more comfortable in bed?!"

Liu Qiao's faint coldness made the jealous flames in Chen Hanfeng's heart suddenly erupt like a volcano that broke through the barrier. Even he himself was surprised at how he was so out of control. He almost suppressed his low voice and roared at the other party, making him unafraid of insulting the other party with the dirtiest pickled words.

Zhao Guodong's eyebrows suddenly raised his eyebrows and his body was about to activate.

To be honest, he had a little compassion for this man before, but all his emotions were completely wiped out in these few words, replaced by endless contempt and disgust. This is a mess that is more trash than garbage. No matter what kind of relationship he had with Liu Qiao, no matter what kind of emotions he had for Liu Qiao, no matter how out of control he was in his heart at this time, such words could come out of the other person's mouth, prove the degree of garbage.

"Guodong, don't!" Liu Qiao knew Zhao Guodong's temperament and hands and feet. Daisily once talked to her that Zhao Guodong had a skill in fist, but he had never revealed it. However, his hands and feet were extremely heavy, and once he took action, it would be difficult to deal with it. If the other party's identity, family background, and special relationship with him, something really happened, it would be a big deal.

But it's too late.

Zhao Guodong raised his body lightly, curled up his legs and made the flying legs of the swallow in Liu Qiao's exclamation. Amid Liu Qiao's screams, the opponent's huge and burly body and the rattan recliner had already rolled out a few meters away. This was Zhao Guodong's intentional restraint. This kick could lower the angle and rest it on the other party's shoulders, and also restrain his strength. Otherwise, just this kick would make the opponent unable to get up for half a month.

Chen Hanfeng did not expect that the other party was so arrogant and fierce, and did not give him any reaction time. He waved his legs in front of him. He didn't even see the other party's movements clearly, and he flew a few meters away with the rattan chair. Although the side kick that seemed heavy and light made him roll a few meters away, he suddenly got up and moved his body and found that there seemed to be no other abnormality in his body.

However, his embarrassing image of falling to the ground still attracted countless people to look at each other. Zhao Guodong had already stood up with a look of surprise: "Brother Hanfeng, what's going on? Why are you so careless? Is it because you can't control your body with excessive exercise?"

Chen Hanfeng, with a pale face, didn't know what he should say for a moment. Obviously, he was going to be dissatisfied with the other party now. Moreover, as many people watched, if he really wanted to take action, he would definitely be in the wrong. However, the other party was too vicious and he was still doing this. I don't know how Liu Qiao knew such despicable things, and even such means were used.

Liu Qiao was so shocked that she stood up, but she sat back slowly under the gaze of Zhao Guodong. Any unintentional action under this situation will attract the attention of outsiders. Those who can experience the romantic mood of French people in the Garden Hotel are obviously people with some identities. Since Liu Qiao often visits and leaves here, it is inevitable that no one knows her.

"Brother Hanfeng, excessive exercise is not a good thing. Sometimes the body will not obey its own orders, right?" Zhao Guodong walked over and stretched out his hand with a caring look on his face, wanting to pull the other party up.

Chen Hanfeng glanced at the other party with a sinister look, pushed away the other party's hand and climbed up, patted the soil on his body, and nodded heavily, "Boy, you are cruel enough, I remember, sign up."

"No need, we are not all the people." Zhao Guodong shrugged like a scoundrel and lowered his voice: "If you go out in the future, please rinse your mouth first to avoid polluting the fresh air of nature."

Chen Hanfeng smiled contemptuously, "Do you think I can't find out your details? Joke, boy, Liu Qiao can't protect you, no one can protect you, you will regret everything you did today!"

"Do you think I'm afraid that you will find my details?" Zhao Guodong did not retreat, and smiled slightly: "You have a background. It doesn't mean you can do whatever you want. The Communist Party is not a store opened by your Chen family. It is a country with more than one billion people. Don't look too high at yourself. This is your advice to you."

Chen Hanfeng's eyes shrank and searched the other party like an awl, "Do you know me?"

"How could Liu Qiao find a garbage like you? I have always admired her eyesight, but I didn't expect that she was a blind man in this regard." Zhao Guodong glanced at the other party lightly, "Okay, you can leave, you can find me. I am not a person, but please remember to consider the consequences before doing anything."
Chapter completed!