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Chapter 162 What is your identity to question me?

It was only after seeing him that she realized what it was like to like someone.

She realized that her feelings for Su Ze were not really liked.

She just thinks that Su Ze is in good condition and is suitable for being her husband.

Qiao Anxin did not hide the joy and excitement in her eyes, let go of the hand that held Lin Huizhen, and went forward to greet him, "Sir, we are meeting again. Do you still remember me? We met in the parking lot of the school last time. I am..."

Before she could introduce herself, she saw the noble and prominent man walking to Qiao Mianmian without squinting, reaching out to touch her face and gently stroke it, and then asked in a cold and dangerous tone that made people tremble all over, "You were beaten? Who did it?"

Qiao Mianmian stared blankly at the man who had already walked in front of her, her eyes wide open, and her eyes were full of surprise: "You, why are you here?"

When Mo Yesi's hand fell on her half-beat face, she sniffed in pain.

The man immediately put his hand back, and his dark eyes became even colder.

He exuded a bitter cold air all over his body, he pursed his lips and slowly turned around.

The deep cold eyes that had been tempered with ice flew over Qiao Ruhai, Lin Huizhen and Qiao Anxin's faces one by one, and spoke without a trace of warmth in the voice: "Who did you hit her?"

Anyone who had looked at him seemed to be soaked by cold air, and felt a stream of cold air penetrate into his body, so cold that it started to tremble.

Lin Huizhen didn't dare to shout anymore, so she was so whispering.

Qiao Ruhai has been in the mall for many years and is considered an old man in the business world. He has developed a pair of eyes that are very good at identifying people.

Just one look at it, I could see that the identity of this young man with an extremely outstanding appearance in front of me was very difficult.

Such a powerful and arrogant emperor aura is beyond the reach of ordinary rich children.

That must be owned by people who grew up in an extremely prominent and powerful family.

"Sir, who are you? What is your relationship with my daughter Qiao Mianmian?" Qiao's father spoke to Mo Yesi, and his tone became much more polite.

When he didn't know the other party's specific identity, he did not dare to offend someone at will.

Especially, the young man just said something that threatened him.

It sounds like he did the Shenghui Group's overnight bankruptcy?

Thinking of this, Father Qiao's face changed again, and he suddenly felt a little more afraid.

Mo Yesi's eyes swept coldly on his face: "You haven't answered my question just now. Did you beat her?"

Qiao Ruhai was stunned and frowned, feeling that the young man was a little too arrogant.

He is so close to his daughter, and looks like a lover, but he doesn't even have the respect he deserves as his elder.

This is too disrespectful to him!

If he is really his daughter's lover, he should respectfully call him Uncle Qiao.

How can you use this attitude?

When he was angry, his tone became strong: "So what! She is my daughter, I am her, and I, a father, can't teach my daughter a lesson? Who are you, what your identity will be asked about me?"

"This is our own family business, it has nothing to do with you, an outsider!"

Mo Yesi had no expression on his face at first.
Chapter completed!
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