my villain is too cute

Chapter 999 This Bamboo Horse Is So Good (56)

"..." Yan Qiong came back to her senses, and moved aside, away from Xiang Tianhui, "Uncle, I have no money..."

Let's not say that he really has no money, even if he has money, he can't give it to him.

Where do people ask strangers for money as soon as they meet?

He didn't expect that Xiang Tianhui's expression would change with just one sentence.

There is a string called panic and anxiety in my heart that is tightly stretched, and it may collapse at any time.

At this time, Xiang Tianhui was stimulated by Yan Qiong's movement of hiding back. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Yan Qiong's arm, as if he was suppressing something, the veins on his forehead and neck were exposed, which was a bit hideous.

"How can you have no money? I have seen it all. Your mother drives a car worth millions. How can you have no money?!"

The force on his arm made him hurt, Yan Qiong struggled and frowned, "Uncle... let me go first."

"Hand over the money!" Xiang Tianhui tugged on Yan Qiong's arm, his eyes were staring red, "Give me the money, and I'll leave right away."

A roar that was half pleading and half threatening, suppressed the doorbell at the door.

"I really have no money." Yan Qiong broke away from Xiang Tianhui, stood up and moved to the dining table.

Xiang Tianhui's condition at this time was very problematic, he picked up the fruit knife on the table, and went towards Yan Qiong, faintly mad, "Give me the money!"

Simply sick!Yan Qiong frowned, picked up the orange on the dining table and threw it at him, "I told you I have no money!"

Little Demon King Yan is Little Demon King Yan, no one can mess with him, not even his father-in-law!
After being hit on the head by Tangerine, Xiang Tianhui froze.

The air was silent for several seconds.

Yan Qiong frowned, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.

Sure enough, in the next second, Xiang Tianhui broke down and yelled, stabbed Yan Qiong with a knife, and shouted ferociously, "Give me the money!! Give me the money!"

Yan Qiong looked at him with cold eyes, really angry in his heart, while avoiding Xiang Tianhui's attack sideways, he picked up the fruit plate with his backhand and hit him on the head.

"I f***ing said I have no money!"

With a "kuang", the anti-theft door was kicked open, Xiang Tianhui was also dizzy from being smashed, and a line of blood fell from his hairline.

The air was quiet for two seconds, Xiang Tianhui reached out to touch his forehead, staggered and fell back, and fell to the ground as if he lost his strength.

Yan Qiong let go, the fragments of the plate in his hand fell to the ground, and there was a "click",
He looked at the thin figure that appeared at the door.

Yan Qiong had never seen sister Ah Jin like this before, her black eyes, which were always clear and soft, were now as black as thick ink that could not be melted, and as cold as a cold pool.

Seeing her coming, Yan Qiong glanced down at Xiang Tianhui, who was covering his head, and the messy pieces of plates on the ground, slightly flustered.

In just two seconds, he thought of a countermeasure, and before Han Jin came to him, he walked towards her first, and hugged her aggrievedly, "He bullied me first."

"Where did you get hurt?" Han Jin's eyebrows were covered with coldness, and his tone of voice to Yan Qiong was still soft.

Yan Qiong was a little less panicked, he pursed his lower lip lightly, and said in a low voice, "I wasn't hurt...but your dad was hurt, I didn't mean it, he wanted to bully me."

"I know." Han Jin patted his back and comforted him, "Let me go first."

Yan Qiong hesitated for a moment, then obediently came out of Han Jin's arms and stood aside.

Han Jin walked up to Xiang Tianhui, stepped on his chest, bent down, and picked up the fallen fruit knife from the side.

"You want to hurt him?"

"..." The strength in his chest was as heavy as a thousand catties, and Xiang Tianhui couldn't break free at all. He frowned and met Han Jin's dark eyes.

The coldness in it actually made him start to be afraid, "You, what do you want to do?"

Han Jin didn't speak, the hand holding the fruit knife suddenly dropped, aiming at Tianhui's wrist.

(End of this chapter)