“F*ck, open the door for me. D*mn girl, come home with me!” Huo Ci bellowed angrily. He smashed the car window again and started kicking the door.
Upon seeing the man’s handsome face darken instantly, Ling Sheng let out a gloating laugh and reminded him kindly, “Third Master, my father told me to go home.”
Jun Shiyan had just been about to do something bad when he was interrupted. He let out a breath from his chest. Upon seeing the young lady’s smug expression, he ignored it and kissed her deeply.
When Ling Sheng heard the sound of the door and the window being smashed, her heart jumped out of her chest nervously. This was exciting. It was so exciting that her heart was about to explode. Did he have to do this?
Perhaps men could not withstand provocation. Even the calm and gentle Third Master could be very domineering. Her small hand pushed him away with all her might, but her waist was held tighter.
Huo Ci did not know what the duo was doing in the car, but he was sure that they were up to no good. He could not see inside the one-way glass. He thus picked up a brick that was beside him and smashed it against the glass.
The car door suddenly opened.
Jun Shiyan alighted respectfully and nodded politely. He greeted him first. “Mr. Huo.”
Huo Ci swallowed his words. Then, he saw the brat open her eyes in a reverie and come out of the car with Jun Shiyan’s help.
“Father, I just slept for a while.” Ling Sheng looked at him and smiled foolishly, her voice hoarse from waking up. She was an actress, so she thought she concealed it well.
Huo Ci let out a cold snort and sized her up. That brat only knew how to spout nonsense. How could he believe her? His gaze landed on her face. “What happened to your mouth?”
Ling Sheng’s scalp went numb. He had sharp eyes. It was just a small peck… Was it that obvious? Her small hand pinched the tender flesh on Jun Shiyan’s waist ferociously, and she pretended to be stupid. “I don’t know! What’s wrong? Is there red lipstick on it?”
Huo Ci’s lips curled up coldly in disdain. I’ll just watch you pretend quietly. He was fuming. He had not found any evidence, so he could not kill that darn b*stard Old Jun on the spot. He let out a cold snort. “What are you waiting for? Let’s go.”
“Third Master, we’ll be leaving now. You…”
Before Ling Sheng could finish speaking…
“Hurry up and get over here!” Huo Ci bellowed again. He picked up the brick with his hand, which he had yet to throw at Ling Sheng, but he brushed past Jun Shiyan and hit the car door.
The car window shattered, and the car was seriously damaged.
In the end, his eyes landed on Jun Shiyan dangerously and shot daggers at him.
Jun Shiyan did not seem to sense his threat and warning. His smile remained respectful as he bent down slightly and looked at him. “Take care, Mr. Huo.”
Xu Xi was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. When he saw the battered car door, he could only admire it secretly.
The Sixth Master had done this on purpose to show the Third Master his temper and strength. He wanted to smash the Third Master to death. He was already worried about the Third Master’s safety in the future!
Perhaps one day, he would offend his father-in-law and might not see the sun rise the next day.
Huo Ci had just dragged Ling Sheng away when Jun Shiyan saw them get in the car. Then, he walked toward the police station. Even though Huo Ci had taught the people who had bullied his young lady a lesson, he would not let them off.
If his young lady had been like other young ladies and had not possessed good fighting skills, she would not have fought. If she had not beaten them, would she…
From his car, Song Jing had clearly witnessed this scene. His eyes flickered as he punched the car seat angrily.
Huo Ci was telling the truth. Jun Shiyan had really become his son-in-law.
Jun Shiyan, who had never taken anyone seriously and had always looked down on the world, had a respectful attitude in front of him.
Huo Ci had said that this was not over. What was he planning to do next? He wanted to go back and think about ways to deal with Huo Ci and Jun Shiyan’s pincer movement.
