Imagine this: when Xie Minghui receives the gift, will he grin so widely that it breaks the corners of his mouth?
"Yanyu, I don't want to be here anymore. Luckily, you came back in time, otherwise, boohoo, I would never come here again."
Xie Yanyu, unable to hold back his anger, let go of Yi Lingling and rushed over to throw a punch at Xie Moohuai's face.
Anyone who touches his woman, regardless of who they are, he cannot accept it, especially if it's Xie Moohuai; he definitely cannot accept it.
Xie Moohuai didn't want to get hit, so he took the initiative and punched Xie Yanyu. All those years of working out finally paid off.
"Yanyu, whether you believe it or not, I really didn't do anything."
"How much time have you spent with her, do you really know her?"
Yi Lingling cried even louder, and Xie Yanyu wasn't listening to any explanations, only thinking about how he nearly got cuckolded by his old man.
