Chapter 65 Have you had enough trouble?

My people?

Is Ji Mingyue really his woman?

That's right, it's impossible for the dignified Mr. Bo not to have a few lovers around him. Isn't she the one who was taken care of?

Thinking of this, Nan Jiaojiao raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her mouth, pursed her lips lightly, and showed no sign of speaking. She glanced lightly from Bo Yanqing's face.

"Nan Jiaojiao." Bo Yanqing said in a deep voice.

She still stood still.

He has a very stubborn temper.

"Mr. Bo, isn't it good for you to bully my girlfriend like this in front of me?"

A carefree male voice came from behind the crowd, and the small area that was crowded around was suddenly separated.

Han Qi's right hand was in plaster, and the bandage was wrapped around his neck several times. His broken hand was hanging, but his expression was still evil and unruly. He was surrounded by people, and when he was approaching, he ran straight to Nan Jiaojiao.

"How about it? Did they do anything to you? Are there any injuries on your body?"

Everyone was busy in a daze. When did Nan Jiaojiao provoke Han Qi again?

The second generation ancestor of the Jiang family, said to be the crown prince, has long been in control of the Jiang family and the Han family. Apart from the Mo family, he is a figure comparable to Bo Yanqing in Rongcheng.

In front of everyone, Han Qi protected Nan Jiaojiao with an intimate gesture. He even asked questions as lightly as if he was coaxing his little ancestor, "I'm here to support you. Whoever dares to bully you, I'll let him offload it."

If you take off your arms and legs, you will definitely not be able to walk out of Minglun intact!"

Nan Jiaojiao's eyebrows tightened and she looked at Han Qi suspiciously.

She was beaten like this. Which song is this song from?

Han Qi was speechless after hearing her question, so he asked someone else to ask. It happened that someone watched the whole process from when Modi gave Lu Zhenzhen troubles, and told her everything, which was not much different from what Ji Mingyue said.

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Han Qi rubbed it a little, then decisively pulled Nan Jiaojiao behind him, and said in a loud voice: "What's wrong? This is the person my darling is beating. Why shouldn't the mistress be beaten?"

"..."

I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen shameless people so confident.

Modi almost fainted from the pain, but when he heard the word "mistress", he woke up again from the pain and cried in Ji Mingyue's arms.

Han Qi coldly sneered: "You destroy the relationship between husband and wife, and you dare to come to the palace to be arrogant. If you don't beat her, who can beat her? My baby can beat her well. If you are not convinced, find your backer, and I, Han Qi, will argue with him personally.

Theoretically, hitting you is too dirty for my baby's hands. I'm going to put my words here today so that if my baby doesn't get angry enough, no one will be able to leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, Modi didn't dare to cry anymore, and Ji Mingyue was trembling with fear.

Han Qi is not from the entertainment industry, but if he wants to block someone, it's like crushing an ant.

The remaining half of Lu Zhenzhen's alcohol was gone. She didn't wait to see Han Qi, so she said those words to him and defended Nan Jiaojiao's attitude. Miss Lu gave him a rare thumbs up.

Nan Jiaojiao's face still looked ugly. She withdrew her hand. Han Qi immediately turned around, held her hand tighter, and coaxed lovingly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Nan Jiaojiao pursed her thin lips, and then pressed Han Qi's index finger with two fingers.

"Ah!! Holy shit!!"

Fold another finger.

Han Qi let go of her hand and cried: "I just lost one of my hands, and here you are again?! Baby, you have to be really angry, can we talk about it in bed? Don't do domestic violence in public, you are trying to murder your parents."

Husband!"

Nan Jiaojiao stared at him coldly: "Get out of the way."

"I won't get out!" Han Qi rushed up and stood close to her, "I'm right here unless you chase me away."

Nan Jiaojiao couldn't fight him and couldn't fight him away. After pushing him twice, he pushed his chest up instead.

In the eyes of others, it looked like flirting, and Young Master Han almost threw himself into his arms.

Bo Yanqing squinted her eyes coldly, low air pressure lingered around her body, and the cigarette between her fingertips was pinched into a dent.

"Have you had enough trouble?" he asked coldly.
Chapter completed!