idiot?

No one has ever dared to use this word to insult Qu Weikang.

His face quickly turned green and sinister, and he no longer concealed his dissatisfaction with Liu Zhenying: "Miss Liu, I treat you kindly as my nephew-in-law who is about to come in, and I am gentle and gentle to you, but this is not you.

Unbridled capital.”

"First you forced my wife to leave the dinner table, and now you are rude to me." The man who was sitting on the chair suddenly stood up, his mature and well-maintained face showed the calmness of a superior, and every word

One sentence said: "Miss Liu, if you don't change your attitude, it will be my inability to let you in."

But Liu Zhenying didn't have the slightest fear. He blinked and replied in a brisk and laughing tone: "Uncle, are you angry because I revealed your true feelings?"

"Don't you understand what I'm saying? This attitude..."

"What's wrong with my attitude? If I hadn't cared about you being Xiao Jue's biological uncle, I would have beaten you."

Liu Zhenying also stood up angrily, waving his fists childishly, but his sharp black and white apricot eyes made people feel uncomfortable.

Then, she reached out and poked Qu Xiaojue's shoulder, almost commanding: "Take off your clothes."

These three words made everyone, including Mr. Qu, slightly startled.

Qu Xiaojue seemed to know what Liu Zhenying meant. He lowered his head slightly and placed his well-joined fingers on the buttons of his shirt. He moved slowly and slowly. A low laugh escaped from his throat and he confirmed: "Really?"

?”

"Of course it's true."

Liu Zhenying's cheeks bulged, and he said with a bit of displeasure: "I've already started to curse, and you're still going to protect your family? Be careful, I'll scold you too."

She admitted that the reason why Huo Fei left the table just now was because she had discussed it with Qu Xiaojue in advance, and she directed a little evil spirit to make some people see some hallucinations.

But now, it is beyond their expectation.

She just couldn't help but be angry, angry that the Qu family took Qu Xiaojue's contribution as a matter of course, or even something that could be used.

"good."

The low laughter became more and more obvious and joyful. Qu Xiaojue stood up as if he didn't dare to show any disobedience. He slowly took off the shirt he was wearing specially and stood half naked with his back turned in front of everyone.

His whole body is covered with muscles, vigorous but not tangled, with clear lines, showing the combination of strength and beauty everywhere.

But the two Qu family men who stayed behind were so shocked that they could hardly move their eyes.

It's not because of how beautiful Qu Xiaojue's muscles are, but...

The scars can be seen everywhere on the body.

There was about ten seconds of dead silence in the restaurant, which filled everyone's hearts.

Some scars have been healed, leaving only shallow marks. Liu Zhenying skipped mentioning them and only talked about the disgusting marks that hovered like centipedes: "The knife marks on the back were from the anti-terrorism operation two years ago."

Her voice was a little cold, her fingers slid down her back, and there was a red spot on her waist: "Three years ago, in the tropical rain forest, there was a gunshot wound."

Although Qu Xiaojue had never told Liu Zhenying about every scar, she knew it all very well.

"This is a bomb injury five years ago." She pulled him around and showed the scars on his abdomen to others: "The power of the landmine is not small, and he almost died at the border."

The last scar is also the most fatal. It is round and near the heart, and there are still faint traces of smoke burns. Needless to say, everyone knows what kind of scar it is.

"If my calculations are correct, this should be the injury he sustained during his first mission eight years ago. It was three centimeters away from his heart. It was the closest he came to death. The doctor and the King of Hell worked desperately for thirteen hours before he could survive.
Chapter completed!