1918: Are you a demon? (12)

Are you a demon? (12)

If Fan Yu were to follow..1

Qiao Yuanfei's eyes flashed and a dark light flashed across her eyes.

She bit her lip.

"I can take a taxi back by myself. If anything happens, I will give you a call. Fortunately, Shangxin will be coming to pick up Little Tang Bao soon. You Don't have to worry that no one will help you take care of the child."

"Do you really think that I'm letting you stay here just to let you take care of the child?"Fan Yu suddenly asked.

Qiao Yuanfei was stunned and her heartbeat suddenly quickened.

"What, what do you mean?"

"..."

Fan Yu stared at her for a while and did not explain. He turned around and instructed the butler to prepare the car.

"I won't send you back. I'll get the chauffeur to send you back. After you meet your uncle, I have something to tell you."

"..."

Qiao Yuanfei wanted to ask a few more questions, but seeing that he did not want to say anything more, she shut her mouth in embarrassment.

The Butler quickly arranged a car to send her out of the fan family's villa.

On the way back to the Qiao family's house, the expression of fan yu kept flashing through Qiao Yuanfei's mind.

She was guessing what he wanted to say to her..

As she was thinking, the car suddenly stopped.

"Miss Qiao, we've arrived,"the driver said respectfully.

Qiao Yuanfei:"..."

They've already arrived? So soon.

She turned her head to look out the window. The villa that she had lived in for many years had suddenly become unfamiliar.

Her biggest obsession had been to take back what belonged to the Qiao family and what belonged to her. But now that she was looking at the villa in front of her, her desire for revenge had inexplicably faded..

She pushed the door open and got out of the car.

When she reached the door, Qiao Yuanxi had already received the news and walked out.

When he saw her, his eyes were filled with jealousy that could spew fire.

"Seducing young master fan in public, our Qiao family's face has been completely disgraced by one person. Qiao yuanfei, you still have the face to come back? !"

Qiao yuanfei glanced at her indifferently and the corners of her mouth curled up.

A mocking smile hung on her face.

Her entire aura was like that of a real young lady from a wealthy family. There was no trace of her usual cowardice and cowardice.

Hearing Qiao Yuanxi's curses, she reached out her hand to stroke her long hair and spoke with a smile.

"Whoever has disgraced the Qiao family, they know very well. Compared to you, who is shameless, I admit defeat."

"What do you mean? Now that you have been exposed by the reporters to have seduced young master fan, I am not as Shameless as you!"Qiao Yuanxi rushed up and wanted to make a move.

She had already held back a bellyful of cowardice at the fan corporation yesterday.

Young master fan had mocked her in front of so many people for not recognizing her worth.

He had even said that she was inferior.

This matter had already spread like wildfire. Who in the upper-class society would not step on her when they saw her?

Forget it.

She did not get young master fan and Qiao yuanfei had succeeded. Now, the internet was filled with news of her relationship with young master fan.

They even ridiculed her, saying that she, the dignified eldest daughter of the Qiao family, was inferior to an orphan adopted by the Qiao family..

Her entire life had been ruined by Qiao Yuanfei.

She was going to tear Qiao Yuanfei's face apart today. Let's see what else she could use to seduce young master fan!

"Slap --"

The sound of a fierce slap was painful to hear.

Qiao Yuanxi was so dizzy from the slap that he fell to the ground. He covered his face in disbelief as he looked at Qiao yuanfei, who had attacked ruthlessly.

It was as if he had never seen her before.

"What? You think I shouldn't fight back and just stand there and let you hit me?"

Qiao Yuanxi smiled contemptuously and squatted down slowly. He reached out and lifted Qiao Yuanxi's chin.

He stared at her confused face and the corner of her mouth that was bleeding.

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