Chapter 217 (1/2)

Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION

She was hit by something. He Lanjin grunted and grabbed it with her back hand. Seeing a bright red snowball fall into her palm, she rubbed it curiously and crushed it.

She discovered that the bright red snowball was actually a plum blossom petal with snow, as if it was carved. After she crushed it, the plum blossom juice seeped out of her palm.

After the cold wind blew dry, she saw a line of words that read, “I am Qiao Hanye’s woman. “.

“Who is your woman? Have I admitted it? ” He lanjin looked at the words in her palm and lightly punched his shoulder a few times with her little pink fist.

Qiao Hanye carried her back to the bedroom in the garden of scenery. He made her fall in front of the dressing table, his hands supporting her side, trapping her in his arms. He held her hand and raised it.

“The hand is yours. ”

“The words are so clear. Mrs. Qiao still wants to quibble? ”

He lanjin was forcibly wronged by him. She pulled her hand back and raised it in front of him, saying in a low voice, “I’m quibbling. What can you do to me? At worst, you can chop off my hand. ”

“Chop off my hand? I don’t dare. It’s just that… your man can make you feel pain again. ” Qiao Hanye’s magnetic voice whispered in her ear.

She listened as her back straightened. as he approached, her heart beat faster. She was so nervous that her eyes sparkled. She pushed him away forcefully and jumped down from the dressing table. Unexpectedly, she felt a wave of pain from her body.

“Hiss. ” She stood there and did not dare to move. Qiao Hanye heard her voice and quickly went forward to ask, “does it still hurt? ”

He lanjin walked past him towards the bathroom. He saw that her walking posture was a little strange and was extremely worried. He quickly went online to search for information on whether Chu L ye and the others had caused serious damage to their bodies.

“knock, knock, knock. ” At this moment, Han Beicheng knocked on the door and said in a low voice, “master, it’s urgent. ”

Qiao Hanye put away his phone and walked to the bathroom door. He whispered through the door, “Ah Jin, I’m going to the study. If you have something or if it’s not suitable, give me a call. ”