2270: C2270 I Want Revenge First

C2270 I Want Revenge First

When Yeh Jingxuan was in the taxi, he was on guard against those two people. So when he was covered by his nose and mouth, he held his breath, but he still inhaled a small amount of narcotics.1

He kept biting the tip of his tongue to keep himself awake, but he did not have any strength.

Hence, when Hsu Qiaoqiao used her head to nudge him, he knew but did not have the strength to move. It was only when Wei Miao wanted to molest him that he accumulated strength and swung out that punch.

He immediately ran to Hsu Qiaoqiao's side and picked her up from the ground. Pulling out the thing in her mouth, he untied the rope for her. At the same time, he said guiltily, "Sorry, Qiaoqiao. It's Father Xuan's fault. Father Xuan came late. You've suffered!"

When he saw the palm print on her face, his heart ached to death.

The girl that he regarded as the apple of his eye, the girl that he doted on a thousand times, was injured by Wei Miao, that cheap woman. It was because he did not protect him well!

But Hsu Qiaoqiao laughed, "Father Xuan, I'm fine. It's best if you're fine!"

Otherwise, how could she explain it to her mother?

At this moment, Wei Miao got up from the ground and rushed towards the door.

She did not know how Yeh Jingxuan woke up, but since he woke up, she did not have a chance anymore. Hence, she knew the situation and wanted to escape. Otherwise, her outcome would be very miserable.

However, just as she touched the door, Yeh Jingxuan strode to her side. He grabbed her hair and violently threw her to the ground. He said coldly, "Wei Miao, you still want to run? Have you asked me and Qiaoqiao?"

Wei Miao was pulled by Yeh Jingxuan until his scalp exploded, and even tears came out.

She slumped to the ground and stuttered, "Night Film King, is this how you treat your loyal fans? Am I still doing this because I love you like crazy?"

"Shut up, don't disgust me! If all the loyal fans are like this, I'd rather quit the entertainment industry! "

He turned around and asked Hsu Qiaoqiao, "What do you think we should do with her?"

Hsu Qiaoqiao said with a cold face, "Hand her over to the police and make her pay the price. But before that, I have to take revenge first!"

"Okay!"

Yeh Jingxuan agreed. He grabbed Wei Miao's shoulder and lifted her up. He pressed her on the side of the bed and said to Hsu Qiaoqiao, "Come on!"

Wei Miao's bones were about to break from Yeh Jingxuan's pinching. She cried, "Night Shadow Emperor, you can't do this to me!"

Yeh Jingxuan said coldly, "Then who gave you the right to treat Qiaoqiao and me like this?"

Hsu Qiaoqiao walked to Wei Miao's side and waved her hand nimbly, giving Wei Miao a fierce slap.

Hsu Qiaoqiao's hand force was very strong, immediately leaving a small palm print on Wei Miao's face.

Wei Miao looked at her in shock, "Hsu Qiaoqiao, I am your teacher. All of your abilities are taught by me!"

Indeed, Hsu Qiaoqiao's piano was taught by Yeh Jingxuan. But Yeh Jingxuan still had to film after all and could not accompany Hsu Qiaoqiao for a long time. So Qiao Yi introduced it to Wei Miao and asked him to teach Hsu Qiaoqiao.

Wei Miao taught Qiaoqiao for more than two years. Hsu Qiaoqiao's piano skills were basically taught by Wei Miao.

Hsu Qiaoqiao, however, had a cold face and said coldly, "So what? Do you think that you can casually slap me just because you are my teacher? You are my teacher, so you can destroy my family? If I knew that you are such a morally corrupt person, I would never become your student!

The first time I slapped you, I slapped you in vain as a teacher, and also broke our relationship as teachers and students!"

She waved her small hand and slapped again." The second slap was for myself! You seriously injured me. You caused my soul to be covered in dust. You are too bad! "

Slap! Another slap. "This slap is for my dad. You've hurt him. You never understood him. You don't deserve to be his fan!"

Slap! Another slap. "This is for my mom! You kidnapped me and Father Xuan. You made my mother worried and sad!"

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