Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Song Qiaoqiao couldn't help but sneered, and said with some mockery.

"Sad person? Mr. Lou, are you sure you are sad? How do I feel that your interest is very high now? I am a little bit, and I didn’t see that you are sad and sad. Besides, Lan Xiao and Mr. Xiaowen are engaged, Why are you sad? There is something wrong..."

Lan Muya watched Lou Yucheng walk towards the Song family, she frowned, glanced at Song Qiaoqiao with some caution, and when she followed Lou Yucheng, she followed.

Unexpectedly, she heard Song Qiaoqiao ridicule Lou Yucheng before she even approached.

Even though Lan Muya was angry, she immediately stepped forward, raised her palm, and waved to Song Qiaoqiao.

"You bitch, you have a problem. I don't allow you to offend Brother Yucheng..."

Lou Yucheng frowned. Although he didn't agree with Lan Muya's move to beat people, he didn't want to stop it either.

Song Qiaoqiao's words were a bit ugly.

With Lan Muya's hand, it is okay to teach Song Qiaoqiao a little bit.

Who knows, before Lan Muya's palm fell on Song Qiaoqiao's face, Song Qiaoqiao raised her hand to a sudden stop.

Song Qiaoqiao didn't raise her eyebrows, and slapped her backhand on Lan Muya's face.

Just listen, there was a bang, this slap in the face, loud and crisp.

Shocked, the people around who were talking to each other immediately showed surprise and looked at Song Qiaoqiao and Lan Muya.

Lan Muya was a little dumbfounded by the beat, her cheeks hurt, and she was stunned for a long time without regaining her consciousness.

Song Qiaoqiao gently curled her lips, picked up a glass of red wine, raised her eyebrows, and splashed it towards Lan Muya's face.

"The slap just now was the result of this young lady returning in self-defense. This glass of wine is for Miss Lan to wash her brain well, and don't do any stupid behavior. Otherwise, you will not be able to bear the consequences. "

"This young lady is from the Song family. How can you allow you, a little commoner, to offend and humiliate? Lan Muya must not annoy me, otherwise, I will keep you from seeing the sun tomorrow."

Lan Muya only felt a rush of cold water, and her hair and cheeks were wet.

The red liquor, ticking down her cheek and chin, fell on her white dress.

The dazzling red suddenly smeared on her chest.

The whole person looked very embarrassed.

Countless eyes swept toward her.

Embarrassment, humiliation, hatred, a variety of complex emotions, intertwined in my heart.

Lan Muya was almost crazy.

She gritted her teeth and glared at Song Qiaoqiao: "You dare to hit me and splash me with alcohol? I fought with you..."

With that said, she was about to spread her teeth and claws, and rushed at Song Qiaoqiao.

Song Qiaoqiao stood there and didn't move. She held her arms freely and freely, quietly waiting for Lan Muya to pounce.

As long as Lan Muya dared to move her finger, she would immediately kill Lan Muya.

Heh... really when her Song family is really bullying?

When Lan Muya's fingers were about to touch Song Qiaoqiao, Lou Yucheng's cold face was blocked.

With a sullen face, disgust flashed in his eyes, he grabbed Lan Muya's arm.

"Have you had enough trouble? Don't you think it's not as shameful enough?"

Lan Muya bit her lip aggrievedly, and watched Lou Yucheng choked in a low voice.

"Brother Yucheng...she ridiculed you first, I...I just can't stand it, what she said against you..."

Lou Yucheng rubbed his eyebrows and threw her away fiercely.

"roll……"