Chapter 20 (1/2)

Qin Youlin is stunned. He didn't expect his daughter to attack him.

Although Qin Lanxiu is arrogant and arrogant, she has always been filial to Qin Youlin. Father daughter relationship has always been harmonious. This was the first time Qin Lanxiu was angry with him.

Since the engagement, Qin Lanxiu's temperament has become more and more irritable. Qin Youlin even worries about whether she will run away in anger.

He paced uneasily around the room. If his daughter dares to escape marriage, he and the whole Qin family will be implicated and fall into an irreparable situation. By then, he will have nothing.

Before she gets married, it's better not to touch her scales.

After making up his mind, he stood still, a sad face, eyes slightly red, as if he was really an old father who was hurt by his daughter's words.

After Qin Lanxiu calmed down, she realized that her father was the object of her hysteria.

She secretly looked up at Qin Youlin standing by the bed. Her nose was sour and her throat was bitter. She tried to shout with a hoarse voice.

”Daddy?”

”I'm useless. My father has no ability. Knowing that you are unwilling to marry to the north, I can't think of any way to save you. I'm sorry, daughter.”

Speaking of the back, Qin Youlin was tearful and said as he smashed his fist into his head.

”Dad, it's a daughter. The daughter is wrong. Just now the tone is heavier. You must not take it seriously.” Qin Lanxiu jumped out of bed anxiously and grasped Qin Youlin's hand with both hands. He was afraid that he would hurt himself, otherwise he would continue to smash him.

”Daughter, you should know that Dad can't feel worse than you when he sees you like this.”

”I know, I know. Dad, don't be sad any more. I'll listen to you. ”

After pacifying his daughter, Qin Youlin has a sly look on his face when he walks out of the door. His daughter is still less experienced than he is.

Qin Yuran, the father and daughter of Qin Youlin, who is in Xifu, knows nothing about the dog biting and fighting in the nest.

If she knew it, she would look up to Qin Youlin and calculate her daughter ruthlessly. Could he do it?

In the evening, Qin Yuran practiced his dagger as usual. A good thing needs a good master to play its greatest effect.

A figure suddenly jumps down from the eaves and appears behind her. Sensing something strange, Qin Yuran turns around and stabs her with a dagger.

When the dagger quickly stabbed on the body, he leaned easily and avoided.

Undaunted, Qin Yuran raised her legs to greet her. She stepped back and held her leg with a folding fan in her hand.

”It's cruel. I know it's the king, but I still have such a heavy hand?”

It was beitanghao.

”As long as I can't hurt you, I'll practice with me.” Qin Yuran blinked playfully.

”Practice, right?” Before the words fell, beitanghao had already walked to her side. He should have held her leg in his left hand, but in his right hand, he held the fan around her neck and lifted her chin.

The frivolous beitanghao imitates Qin Yuran's action and winks at her provocatively.