Chapter 126: I am not a person who pities women and jades 1
Yu Yuanyuan also had a sad look on her face. The young master probably didn't care too much about Wu Xin because of her and Wu Le's sake, but after provoking him again and again, he would really get angry, even if the King of Heaven came.
Xia Zihao didn't even raise his head, but said coldly: "Get your garbage off my table."
"What rubbish?" Wu Xin slapped Xia Zihao's desk with his palm, and the slap was very loud, "Xia Zihao, I declared war with you for two meetings yesterday, don't think that I am joking."
"My young master always automatically filters out the voices that are not worth hearing. Don't you know about this Miss So-and-so?"
It means that just because of you, you still can’t get into the eyes of his eldest young master.
Wu Xin was completely shocked. When she was the little bully sweeping the thirteen streets, no one dared to look down on her. She was just a young master who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Why are you dragging her?
"Hmph, I just can't stand you, a bastard like you who only bullies women. If you have the guts to challenge me, let's see if I can kill you."
"Oh?" Xia Zihao stood up suddenly
As soon as he stood up, Wu Xin was a whole head shorter than Xia Zihao. His whole aura suddenly dropped, and the aura around him was undercurrent.
There was a sudden pain in his jaw. Xia Zihao pinched Wu Xin's jaw with a gloomy smile.
"Who is Wu Xin? Very good. You have completely piqued my interest. Anyway, I haven't had much fun recently. It doesn't hurt to let you entertain me."
"You...farted" my jaw suddenly hurt, but I couldn't get rid of Xia Zihao's hand.
"You have such a hot temper, you should give her a good temper." Xia Zihao kicked her on the knee and loosened his hand suddenly.
Wu Xin was so painful that she knelt down and burst into tears. She glared at Xia Zihao fiercely, but stubbornly refused to cry out in pain.
Yu Yuanyuan was so anxious that she wanted to step forward, but Xia Zihao looked at her with a smile, "Yu Yuanyuan, have you forgotten what you said yesterday?"
This sentence successfully stopped her movement. Yu Yuanyuan bit her lips, which gradually turned white. She turned her face away, unable to bear to look at Wu Xin.
Xia Zihao slowly squatted down, his eyes were level with Wu Xin's, and he patted Wu Xin's face frivolously with his palms.