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112.Chapter 112 Finger pulp for marriage? 14

The red long skirt sways like a butterfly spreading its wings, flying in the mortal world.

Yan Mubei's eyes turned cold, and his palms placed in the air tightened. After several endurance, he did not drag her back.

This damn woman, she left him behind and was still slanderous.

The shawl that was draped on his shoulders in the carriage the moment ago turned into a neck scarf around his slender neck.

As she ran, the scarf flew in the air, revealing her flawless snow back in the flash.

The sharp and bright area jumped into everyone's eyes in the fiery red color, so beautiful that it was breathtakingly beautiful.

Dead woman!

Yan Mubei scolded her again, and then he walked forward slowly lazily.

Seeing that his daughter finally came, Ren Lizhu couldn't help but blame: "What are you doing? I thought you didn't want your birthday party."

Renaissance came from a famous family and had a more arrogant temper before he married than Lin Qianqian now.

After marrying into the Lin family, she was favored by her husband. She could not bear this anger if she wanted to be so arrogant.

Besides, she learned from her husband that Lin’s current dilemma was nothing more than Yan Mubei secretly caused.

She is so angry with her daughter who prefers boys over girls.

Upon hearing this, Lin Qianqian held her mother's arm with both hands and acted coquettishly: "I'm sorry, don't be angry, mom."

"You are twenty years old, why are you not at all reasonable and too ignorant?"

"…..." Lin Qianqian lowered her grievance and was silent.

Renaissance glared at her and was about to scold her for a few more words when he suddenly felt a cold and cold air coming.

Looking up, Yan Mubei, who had a cold face, looked at her gloomyly: "Aunt Zhu is sarcasticating me?"

His voice was particularly cold, and there was a sense of evil spirit all over his body, like the evil Shura ghost coming from hell.

Ren Lizhu's whole body trembled and she smiled: "How dare you, Young Master Yan is really good at joking."

Yan Mubei did not let her go, but still looked at her sinisterly: "After all, I am twenty-six years older than Qianqian. Tonight, I was holding her at Yan's house again.

People, when they talk about being unpredictable and ignorant, I deserve it.”

After some sarcasm and ridicule, Lin Qianqian's face was saved and Renée-Zhou was criticized as unkind.

If she dares to admit that he is also a person who doesn't know how to behave, Yan Mubei will let her see what a true "no matter".

Renaissance's face could hardly be sluggish, and he choked and scolded himself for being too blind to his eyes just now, and he didn't notice his approaching.

You should know that the man in front of him once built a canteen in a university for his daughter, which is only for Lin Qianqian to enjoy.

For her, she made the good Lin family dangerous, and held all life and death in his palm.

He is not a human, he is God.

It must be worshipped with caution.

...

Wan Lizhu secretly pulled her daughter's hand, and Lin Qianqian glared at Yan Mubei fiercely, scolding him childishly: "You are not allowed to talk to my mother like this. Humph, let's ignore him, go."

As he said that, he walked into the garden with his mother's arm.

Yan Mubei narrowed his deep eyes and snorted coldly.

Dead women are indiscriminate.

He helped her seek justice, but she turned against each other.

Damn, the unfamiliar ungrateful wolf.

The man put his hands in the bag and slowly followed them into the venue.

………

Who is Yan Mubei? I'm afraid no one in the entire C City is unknown.
Chapter completed!
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