Qu Xiaojue stared at Lou Xihe for a few seconds, then opened his lips and spoke in a very light tone: "It seems that you are not the one who should apologize, and... you are apologizing to my wife."

Being from the same circle, Lou Xihe knew more or less about Qu Xiaojue's bad habits.

Extremely protective.

So, she explained too much and waved to Shen Yuan: "Yuanyuan, come here."

She didn't know whether Shen Yuan was too scared or what. She almost tripped over the carpet as she approached. She stood next to Lou Xihe with her shoulders hunched: "Miss Liu, I didn't mean to get you injured today, let alone I deliberately wanted to scold you, please forgive me, okay?"

"sure."

Liu Zhenying shook his legs nonchalantly and smiled coolly: "I usually retaliate on the spot when I have a grudge. If you scold me, I'll beat you. We are even."

Hearing this, Shen Yuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Qu Xiaojue with expectant eyes, and asked tentatively: "Sir?"

Qu Xiaojue methodically fastened the buttons of Liu Zhenying's coat from bottom to top. He wore an unnamed watch on his bronze wrist and said as if he had no opinion: "My wife said it's even, it's even. I don't have it." Opinion."

"Thank you Sir, thank you Miss Liu."

Shen Yuan quickly thanked her, turned around and took a sharp look at Su Wantang from an angle that no one else could see.

If she hadn't been such a crow-mouthed person, saying that she would definitely kick the iron plate, how could she have offended the Qu family.

It's all her fault.

People like Shen Yuan will never learn to find the reason from themselves if anything happens.

But Su Wantang didn't notice Shen Yuan's little movements at all. She was chatting with Hua Qing with half of her face pillowed on the back of the sofa. Looking at the man's beautiful chin, she burst out laughing: "What do you mean? The routine of the novel, after Miss Liu’s side is over, isn’t it my turn to appear and slap her in the face?”

Hua Qing held her hand, not too hard, not too hard, and raised his eyebrows: "What? Are you going to deal with them?"

"I have this idea." Su Wantang didn't know what came to mind, her eyes lit up: "What you just said meant that you were going to protect them? Wouldn't it be like a novel, you are a scumbag who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong. She kept asking her girlfriend to compromise, but in the end I couldn't bear it anymore, so I decided to go abroad accompanied by my male partner..."

Su Wantang talked a lot, but gradually, her voice became weaker.

It was all because Hua Qing didn't speak from the beginning to the end, he just stared at her with his eyes down, and that look inexplicably made her feel panicked.

She pursed her lips: "What's wrong?"

"I feel like you are scolding me."

"I'm just stating the facts that may have happened. You just got a few harsh words from me last night, and your suitors tried to attack me today. After all, it's me who has to pay for it."

She blinked and seemed a little dissatisfied: "But this kind of plot happens very frequently in novels, and I have already guessed it."

Su Wantang didn't know why, but after she finished speaking, Hua Qing's usually gentle face suddenly overflowed with cold mockery. She closed her eyes and said in a cold and hoarse voice: "I really have a fucking white-eyed wolf."

After saying that, he let go of her hand, pinched the center of his brow with his knuckled fingers, and called out: "Xiao Jue."

"kindness?"

Qu Xiaojue was originally communicating with Han Muqing about taking Liu Zhenying back to the mountain to celebrate the New Year. When he heard the voice, he responded: "What's wrong?"

"I've apologized as much as I should, and treated the wounds that need to be treated. If you're fine, take my sister-in-law back first."

Qu Xiaojue, a brother who had grown up since childhood, could naturally detect Hua Qing's emotional fluctuations from just a few words. He glanced at Su Wantang's still unclear face and smiled: "Okay.

, you can finish the rest."

After saying that, he leaned over and picked up the little woman with an injured ankle. The iron-gray suit made him look less unruly and more gentle and clean. When he left, he did not forget to call Han Muqing: "Brother, are you still here?"

Please help me open the door."

In this way, Han Muqing, who was called "brother uncle" that he disliked the most, watched helplessly as Qu Xiaojue hugged his sister, whom he had not cherished for a few days, and walked out of the box door that he opened with his own hands.

This feeling of frustration...
Chapter completed!