The fake jade pendant was seen through, and the Xi family's craftsmanship, which Xi Su was so confident about, didn't look that good either.

Xi Jiu clicked his tongue, ignored him, and asked Meng Che sideways, "Can you deal with them by yourself?"

A sick young man who has no power to restrain a chicken and has nothing but beauty.

The second generation ancestor who loves to pretend to be a dish.

The one wearing glasses probably doesn't have much ability.

The only one left who can fight is Shen Feng.

"Of course," Meng Che finished his analysis and was full of confidence, but "what do you mean, you don't plan to take action?"

Xi Jiu paused for a moment, blinked his eyes, smiled awkwardly, and spoke in a softer and longer tone: "Then he is still my fiancé after all. It would be too much to do it himself~"

It's so noisy.

"Ouch!" Meng Che turned around and retched, rubbing the goosebumps on his arms, "Don't disgust me!"

"Cough cough cough..."

Shen Tan threw down the spoon suddenly, bending over from coughing.

Wen Qingshi hurried over: "What's wrong, are you choking?"

The corner of Yu Heqian's mouth twitched slightly: "My fiancée cuckolded me and flirted in front of me. It's you, why don't you cough..."

"Will you die if you don't speak?" Wen Qingshi gave him a knife look.
Chapter completed!