Especially the last sentence.

Even if Qiao Ruhai is used to various scenes and has lived for most of his life, his heart is trembling.

A hint of fear arises in my heart without being controlled.

He knew very well.

This man who looks very young is definitely not just a talk.

He can say it, he can do it.

Qiao Anxin looked at his protective look like Qiao Mianmian, so jealous that his heart was distorted.

She had been trying hard to show her presence just now.

But that man didn't even look at her directly.

Could it be that she is not pretending to be pitiful enough?

She has used this trick since she was a child and has always been very easy to use in front of men.

Isn’t Su Ze the same thing? He got hooked step by step?

Men like weak and pitiful women. Such women will make them feel pity and will make them feel protective.

This is what she has gained from her experience over the years and she has never made any mistakes.

Why is it not working well when it comes to this man?

Qiao Anxin's heart was filled with all kinds of jealousy and unwillingness, and her competitive heart became stronger and stronger.

She gritted her teeth and told herself in her heart that she was going to make up for this man!

She will never lose to Qiao Mianmian!

As long as it is what she, Qiao Anxin wants, there is nothing she can't get.

"Baby, let's go." After releasing the threatening words, Mo Yesi turned around with Qiao Mianmian. The two of them left in a mighty manner surrounded by bodyguards.

*

Leaving Qiao's family.

A black Rolls-Royce parked outside.

Uncle Li was waiting outside the car. When he saw Mo Yesi and Qiao Mianmian coming out, he immediately stepped forward to greet him: "Young master, young lady."

When he looked up, he saw the fingerprints on Qiao Mianmian's cheek that had not yet faded. Uncle Li was stunned and said in surprise: "Mrs. Young Madam, your face..."

"fine."

Qiao Mianmian pulled the corner of her lip, touching the wound on her face, and she sneered in pain.

Mo Ye Si immediately frowned, held her face and looked at it: "It hurts a lot?"

A hint of heartache appeared in his eyes.

The sadness and concern in the man's eyes made Qiao Mianmian's nose sour and his eyes sour.

She didn't shed tears after suffering so much grievances just now.

But at this moment, I couldn't help it.

The wetness in her eyes could not be controlled and gathered at the corners of her eyes and was about to slide out of her sockets.

She reached out and pushed him away, turning her back, not wanting him to see her crying nose.

"I, I'm fine." The sob sound revealed her emotions.

Hearing that she was crying, Mo Yesi frowned even more.

The man hugged her behind him: "Are you crying?"

"No, no..."

"Then turn around and let me see."

"I really didn't cry." He still sobbed and said that the person who didn't cry was crying so hard that his shoulders were thrusting.

Mo Yesi felt distressed and funny.

Regardless of her struggle, he forced her toward him.

Seeing the girl's eyes that were already red and swollen, the heartache in her eyes increased by two more points.

He gently pressed her shoulders, frowned and looked at her for a while, and after a moment, he let out a low sigh: "Cry, cry, if you want to cry, just cry. Just cry this time, and in the future, don't shed tears for people who are not worth it."

After saying that, he reached out and gently took her into his arms.
Chapter completed!