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Orange:020 People are humble only when they humble themselves

No wonder Leng Qianqiu was angry. Layer Yixun was secretly worried. Indeed, what they just said was a bit too much.

Snapped……

Layer Yixun originally wanted to explain, but as soon as he walked over, he was slapped by Leng Qianqiu, making him feel dizzy.

"Layer Yixun, don't think that you have become more capable since you got married and left the Layer family. You think that I can't control you anymore. Who did you scold just now?"

Originally he thought it was his fault, but after being slapped by Leng Qianqiu, Layer Yixun suddenly felt that he was both wrong and right.

Even Qiao Mingchu on the side secretly tightened his eyes when he saw this.

"Sure enough, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. The slap just now is my punishment for saying something wrong. From now on, I am not someone you can slap casually."

Layer Yixun covered the side of his face that was beaten and said in a cold voice. A look of disdain appeared on Leng Qianqiu's face opposite him, "What's wrong with beating you? I'm beating you, a little bastard."

Leng Qianqiu said, and as expected, he slapped her again. The expected pain did not come. Layer Yixun raised his head and saw the delicate face of Leng Qianqiu in front of him, with a trace of distortion, and the slap she threw over

Qiao Mingchu grabbed his wrist, and a red mark appeared around it.

Qiao Mingchu stretched out another hand and hugged Layer Yixun into his arms. The black eyes under his spectacles were staring at Leng Qianqiu in front of him, even with an evil smile on his lips.

"Who did you just call a bastard..."

The cold breath made Layer Yixun startled. This was the first time she saw such a cold Qiao Mingchu, and she couldn't help but feel happy. She didn't expect that he would actually help her.

If Leng Qianqiu was an arrogant person, he was also shocked by the coldness that just emanated from Qiao Mingchu. His eyes began to look at the man in front of him. He was slender and tall. Although he was thin, he gave people an invisible domineering look. What he just said,

It actually made her hesitate. The dangerous aura of this man made her somewhat unexpected.

Qiao Mingchu still had a gentle smile on his face, his red lips curled slightly, giving him an indescribable sense of time travel.

"You, an outsider, are here to teach me a lesson. Don't think that just because you are the second young master of the Qiao family, you can do whatever you want. Don't forget that the heir of the Qiao family is your nephew Ajun, not you Qiao Mingchu."

I don’t know if I was too guilty, or if I said this to embolden myself, but after saying this, Leng Qianqiu’s chest visibly puffed up.

The body that was approaching could clearly feel stiff for a moment. When Fu Yixun raised his head, he still saw his calm and calm look. Leng Qianqiu's words seemed to have no impact on him at all.

"So what? Madam Lay, do you want to partner with Qiao Mingjun?"

Qiao Mingchu's voice was cold and indifferent that Layer Yixun had never heard before. Different from the coldness he had towards her at the beginning, this time, she could clearly smell the smell of blood, and the man next to her still had a warm smile on her face.

Leng Qianqiu, who was elegant but had her wrist pinched, turned increasingly pale and looked very painful.

"Let go of my mother! You bastard."

Layer Yixin, who heard the commotion, also rushed down. Before she could stand still, she was slapped in the face.

"Pa~"

There was a loud slap, and there was a burning sting on the palm that Yixun slapped.
Chapter completed!
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