The Young Ancestor of Li’s Family Is Fierce and Sweet

"In my eyes, you are worthless. The old lady has said that she doesn't like it and doesn't care about you at all, so how could you go with you? You Qin Yuchuan also went to college, yet you seduce other people's wives to run away. , what about your morality? Did the book go into the dog's stomach?" Bai Jingxuan smiled wildly and evilly, and there was no warmth in her eyes.

Qin Yuchuan jumped a few times in pain, his tone suddenly gloomy, "Then I'll make it a fact and knock you out and take you away."

Bai Jingxuan suddenly picked up the wine bottle on the table and slammed it down at Qin Yuchuan, her movements were neat and neat and very handsome.

"So, I can only do it first." She nodded in agreement.

Qin Yuchuan's eyes widened in disbelief, a gurgling stream of blood flowed down his forehead, his legs softened, and he passed out on the ground.

The people in the No. 9 private room next door were all stunned, especially Zhang Yunzhen, who didn't expect that slut Bai Jingxuan, who refused to say Qin Yuchuan, was so sturdy.

No one knew what kind of torment Li Tinghe's heart was going through just now. Now, the corners of his thin lips were slightly raised.

Bai Jingxuan looked at Qin Yuchuan, who fell to the ground, with no trace of panic on her face and no intention of calling for an ambulance.

She stroked her chin, as if thinking about something.

Suddenly, she crouched down, quickly unfastened Qin Yuchuan's belt, and stripped off all his clothes and pants...

I don't know if the surnamed Qin is dead? Several bodyguards in private room No. 9 looked at each other, does she have any idea about the unconscious man?

Only Li Tinghe sat expressionlessly, his posture seemed to be more elegant and noble than before.

Bai Jingxuan twisted Qin Yuchuan's clothes and trousers into a rope, tied his hands with a belt, dragged him out of the window with great difficulty, tied him with the newly twisted clothes rope, and tied the other end to the window frame superior.

In this way, Qin Yuchuan was hung outside the window.

Bai Jingxuan took out a piece of paper and a pen from her carry-on bag, and wrote down three big characters—exposure, exposure, madness.

Putting the written note on Qin Yuchuan's chest, there was blood sticking from his head, so she didn't even have to find the paste for the sticker.

After doing this, she clapped her hands and left the box with great manners. At the same time, she also explained to the waiter at the door, "Young Qin has a special hobby, don't disturb him, you know?"

It seemed that Li Tinghe would not come forward and send someone to hang Qin Yuchuan naked as in his previous life. As a wife, she has to work hard and do it for her.

"Yes." The waiter at the door did not suspect him, and nodded quickly.

When passing by Box No. 9, Bai Jingxuan really wanted to go in and have a meal with Li Tinghe inside.

However, if you don't know that Li Tinghe is present, what you just said will have a more convincing effect.

So, she kept walking away from Turtle Villa.

Outside Hall No. 8 is the first floor. Qin Yuchuan was hung out of the window by Banguo, which quickly attracted the attention of other diners, and immediately circled around and pointed.

"Ah! Someone is injured there! Do you want to call an ambulance?"

"What happened? Go and let him down!"

When someone saw the note posted on him, someone immediately despised, "It turns out that he likes special abuse, maybe he hangs himself up."

"This kind of dirty stuff, what to save, it's better to die." Someone suggested.

The owner of the villa can't get into trouble. Just as he was about to let him down himself, one of Li Tinghe's bodyguards went over and said something.