Mu Shaoqian, embarrassed and furious, raised his palm angrily and swung it heavily towards Yan Xinxin’s face!
But just as his palm was raised, it was seized by a strong hand.
"Hiss!"
Mu Shaoqian winced in pain, glancing at Xiao Yize who was tightly gripping his wrist, and said angrily.
"Xiao Yize, let go of !"
"Apologize to Xinxin."
Xiao Yize calmly spoke.
"Hmph!"
Mu Shaoqian laughed coldly with disdain.
"You want to apologize to this vixen? Don’t even think... Ow! Hiss hiss..."
He barely finished his arrogant words before he cried out in pain, his entire face contorting in agony.
Yan Xinxin was quite surprised, not expecting Xiao Yize to have such great strength.
He seed to exert no force at all, but Mu Shaoqian was truly in pain, his face turning blue!
"Young Master Qian, if you want respect from others, you must first learn to respect others. Apologize to Xinxin imdiately, or I guarantee your hand will be useless for the next three days."
"..."
Upon hearing this from Xiao Yize, Mu Shaoqian was dumbfounded, and the two friends beside him started retreating.
Xiao Yize was the second son of the Xiao family, they were well aware.
They thought Mu Shaoqian’s status could rival Xiao Yize’s, but they didn’t realize that in terms of physical strength, Mu Shaoqian was no match for Xiao Yize.
"Xiao Yize, you, let go! I’ll apologize if you let go!"
"Soone like you won’t keep their word, apologize first, or don’t even think I’ll let go."
"..."
Mu Shaoqian initially intended to escape as soon as Xiao Yize let go, but he didn’t expect Xiao Yize, who seed gentle and refined, to be so shrewd!
Yan Xinxin saw Mu Shaoqian glaring at her angrily, but she looked at him calmly.
"Hiss... I apologize! I apologize! I’m sorry, Mrs. Mo!"
Mu Shaoqian had no choice but to apologize.
Yan Xinxin curled her lips lightly.
"Young Master Qian, I accept your apology. I hope you can respect and cherish yourself a bit more, otherwise society will teach you a lesson."
"..."
Listening to Yan Xinxin’s "admonishnt", Mu Shaoqian certainly couldn’t feel satisfied, but he had no options now.
Xiao Yize casually let go of his hand, and Mu Shaoqian, freed and clutching his painfully restrained wrist, imdiately turned and left.
Just before turning, Yan Xinxin clearly saw the deep aning in Mu Shaoqian’s eyes, obviously saying: Yan Xinxin, you’ll get what’s coming!
So be it.
Yan Xinxin withdrew her gaze indifferently; after all, she was no longer the deeply concerned Yan Xinxin of before.
In the evening.
With two more people at ho, the long table in the dining room was almost filled.
Fu Zixin vividly narrated everything that happened at the exhibition center, and the air seed to suddenly turn cold.
"Why didn’t you tell ?"
Mo Chuxi looked at Yan Xinxin and asked gently.
"It’s just a small matter..."
"Niece-in-law, you’re mistaken! How could this be a small matter!"
Fu Zixin’s mother, Mo Qifeng’s sister, Mo Yongshu, suddenly interrupted Yan Xinxin.
"You are the Mo family’s young mistress; how can you allow being pointed at and called a little vixen so casually! Even if you did use improper ans to get with Chuxi, you are now Mrs. Mo..."
"If you don’t speak, no one will treat you like a mute!"
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