A crisp slap landed.
"Are there parents who don't even know the details about their own son?" Liu Zhenhuan was about to continue slapping when Avril forcefully pulled him away.
All the landladies turned pale with shock, and the guards were completely at a loss.
"You might as well drive me away too!" Nana covered her face, her hair disheveled, stubbornly glaring at the man who was as angry as an enraged bull.
"Shut up!" Ning Yu couldn't listen anymore and also slapped Nana's beautiful cheek: "Ruona, you are too uncultured!"
"Don't hit my mom!" The Tenth Prince said through clenched teeth, emphasizing each word slowly.
He slowly stood up from his seat, like a volcano brewing a furious eruption.
"Good boy, you've grown bold! Say that again if you have the guts." Liu Zhenhuan pulled over a chair and put one foot on it: "I want to see what kind of tricks you can play on me!"
"You can't kill me!" Ventéclair growled lowly, his sharp gaze cutting like a knife.
