She turned to the house and yelled, "husband..."

Soon, Yue Tingfeng ran out with a toothbrush: "what's wrong with my wife?"

Yan Qingsi drags Yue Tingfeng and turns to face a group of stunned reporters.

She said to the reporter who wanted to slap her face: "well, you can start. Don't dawdle. I have to catch a plane later. Please hurry up."

The man's mouth twitched and his face was angry. He said to the dialect that Yan Qingsi was spending the night with other men very much. How could this become Yue Tingfeng? After the couple had lived all night, do they still need to be approved?

Of course, he didn't want to slap himself in public, and he had to be shameless. He pulled down his face and begged for mercy: "Miss Qingsi, I'm so sorry, I We have also been cheated and received false information. I'm really sorry, but you don't remember me? "

Yan Qingsi said with a smile: "I'm a woman. I'm a careful woman. Don't waste time. You can't do it. I'll find someone to do it for you."

Yue Tingfeng mended the knife and rolled up his sleeve: "I'll do it. I'm not afraid of trouble."

The man saw that he could not run away from this meal. It was better for others to beat him than for himself. He could beat him more easily.

He clenched his teeth, raised his hand, and hit him with one hand. However, his slap didn't even make a sound.

Yan Qingsi said lazily, "stop!"

"It doesn't count. Are you tickling or slapping? So many people are waiting to hear it

The man was angry and angry: "Yan Qingsi, don't be too..."

Yan Qingsi raised her chin contemptuously and didn't give her a chance to speak: "don't deceive people too much? Yes, I cheated you today. If you have the ability, you can record it and send it to the Internet to blackmail me. "

Anyway, she was not afraid of anything. From yesterday on, she had a bad breath in her heart.

Last night, we couldn't find anything that we could afford. Today, these reporters come to us. How could she be cheap to them.

Today, she has been deceiving people so much that she can't forgive them.

Yan Qingsi holds her arm, with a smile on her lips. She looks at the man coldly, and her scalp is numb.

They all know that Yan Qingsi is a difficult one. You can say anything if you don't offend her. As long as you offend her, you can't say it's possible to quit easily.

No one said a word to that person, so she had to harden her head, bite her teeth and slap herself.

"No, it's too light..."

"No, it's too light..."

"No, it's too light..."

Yan Qingsi repeated coldly, until the man hit both sides of the face are swollen, she said stop.

No one left, no one saw from the beginning, no one dared to speak.

Finally, when the man finished fighting, Yue Tingfeng said slowly, "my wife won't bother you. If anyone dares to spread rumors on the Internet to discredit my wife, don't blame me for not doing anything. I'm a quick revenger."

The reporters shook their heads and promised that they would never write. They were not stupid. Yue Tingfeng was a big local tyrant.

They come here excitedly, but leave wiltingly. Yan Qingsi is really a powerful role.

They hate people who give them false information more. Isn't that playing with them?

Fortunately, they didn't say much, otherwise, they had to be the same as the boy, with a swollen face like steamed bread.

In the future, they are far away from the news about Yan Qingsi

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