Chapter 112: Too thick-skinned, my wife’s palms turned red

Style: Fantasy Author: MianmianxinWords: 2498Update Time: 24/01/18 23:03:07
Liu Yi's obvious gesture of affection towards Qin Yin left many people confused, Monk Zhang Er.

After all, we all know it.

As the stepmother of the Mo family, Liu Yi has a very delicate relationship with Mo Yichen, the eldest young master. She has always been indifferent to Mo Yichen, and occasionally she will have tit-for-tat confrontations.

Mo Yichen never bothered to argue with her.

This also made Liu Yi's rejection of him gradually intensify. All this ended when Mo Yichen moved out of Yuyuan and went to live in Moyuan when he became an adult.

Later, Mo Yichen rarely returned to the imperial garden.

As time goes by, the two of them don't get along, but they can still maintain harmony on the surface.

However, after Mo Yichen's plane crash three years ago, and Mo Yize was suddenly sent abroad, the relationship between the two collapsed even after Mo Yichen woke up and became disabled and disfigured.

Father Mo tried to deal with it to no avail.

I can only let it go.

Therefore, no one thought that the relationship between the two could reach the level where Liu Yi would help Young Master Mo's new wife.

Among them, Father Mo was the most shocked.

He held Liu Yi's slender waist, stretched his brows, stretched out his hand to scrape the tip of Liu Yi's nose lovingly, and said with emotion:

"My wife is indeed beautiful and sensible."

"It's really a blessing for me, Mo, to have such a wife."

These words made the smile in Liu Yi's eyes even thicker, so she gave him a slight look and said: "Huh, you just know that?"

Then he continued to shake his fan charmingly, half covering the corners of his mouth.

The look he looked at Qin Yin was a little more fond.

"Madam, you have wronged me."

"My wife's beauty and understanding are increasing day by day. Naturally, my husband is not the first to know about her."

"It's just that I have more and more admiration for Madam."

Father Mo stared down at Liu Yi and stretched out his hand to smooth her slightly curly hair. He moved gently, as if he was afraid of breaking the artwork in front of him.

Liu Yi pouted, then smiled with red lips: "You are the only one with a sweet mouth!"

Seeing that Qin Yin hasn't left yet.

Liu Yi gently raised her fan again and said to Qin Yin with a gentle and coquettish voice: "Xiaoyin, go and slap Miss Jiang twice."

"Don't keep Miss Jiang waiting."

That calm and gentle attitude and tone.

It seemed as if he was not asking Qin Yin to hit anyone, but inviting her to drink tea in a leisurely manner.

Everyone saw it.

I feel more and more that the rumors are indeed true. This step-wife is really favored in the Mo family.

Qin Yin stood up, with a slender figure and an elegant and arrogant look. She walked towards Jiang Qi.

Panic finally appeared in Jiang Qi's eyes, and she really wanted to escape.

But she didn't dare.

This is the territory of the Mo family, and she can't escape from the Mo Garden no matter how she escapes. What's more, in the capital city, the Jiang family is not one ten thousandth as good as the Mo family.

It really pissed off Liu Yi.

It would be too easy for the Mo family and the Liu family to kill her.

Qin Yin could offend Liu Yi, but she didn't dare to offend Liu Yi, the seemingly indulgent and charming Mrs. Mo.

Jiang Qi stood there, staring at Qin Yin, as if he wanted to tear her into pieces.

Qin Yin smiled indifferently and slapped her in the face.

"Snapped!"

A resounding slap.

It was not only the Jiang family's face that was shattered, but also Jiang Qi's arrogance.

She and Mo Yichen were childhood sweethearts. She met Mo Yichen first, and she silently looked up at him and accompanied him all the way.

But got nothing.

But this country bumpkin took away everything that should belong to her.

Mo Yichen is like a bright moon hanging high in the sky, and the last thing he should be tainted by is the mud beneath the ground.

With a harsh slap, Qin Yin showed no mercy.

Just when she was about to raise her hand to slap her a second time.

A cold and indifferent voice came from the door of the tea banquet:

"etc!"

"She'll be in pain."

Mo Yichen has a stern face, sharp jaw, and still strong character. His back is straight under the black shirt, and his long legs are conspicuous. Every step he takes is calm and self-possessed.

There is endless darkness between the eyebrows and eyes, as deep as the wild moon in the wilderness.

These words made Jiang Qi, who had been slapped and felt aggrieved and unable to vent, instantly turn the tip of her nose red and her eyes become moist.

She stared at Mo Yichen's approaching steps in shock and shyness.

The emotions growing in my heart seemed to flood out in an instant.

She wasn't near the door.

But at this moment, she couldn't help but take a few steps forward. All she could see was Mo Yichen's tall and slender black figure.

It turns out that over the years.

Mo Yichen also thought about himself.

There were some tears in her eyes, she raised her head and looked at Mo Yichen, and said aggrievedly: "Brother Mo, I...I'm fine, it doesn't hurt. Don't blame Miss Qin."

"I made her unhappy."

She lowered her eyes, waiting for Mo Yichen to arrive.

In her eyes, Qin Yin is just a fake who got married, how could it be compared to her "childhood sweetheart" relationship with Brother Mo.

Besides, she couldn't be targeted by Liu Yi for no reason.

Liu Yi hates Mo Yichen, and she must have known her position in Mo Yichen's heart, so she would cause trouble for her.

In this way, it makes sense for Liu Yi to help Qin Yin.

Because Brother Mo didn't care about him at all.

However, she waited for a long time.

She felt a black shadow passing straight past her.

She looked sideways in surprise, only to see Mo Yichen walking straight towards Qin Yin.

Jiang Qi was heartbroken.

He couldn't help but deceive himself: Brother Mo must want to question Qin Yin directly.

So she quickly stepped forward, trying to pretend to stop him.

But he saw that Mo Yichen was already standing in front of Qin Yin. He took Qin Yin's tender white hand and spread it out in his palm.

Seeing the reddish color on her white palms, there was a hint of gloom in her eyes.

"Yinyin, does it still hurt?"

"Aunt Liu, just ask someone else to do things like slapping people."

"My wife has tender skin and tender flesh, so she won't do such rough work."

Mo Yichen looked at the charming woman sitting on the imperial concubine chair next to the main tea table, his eyebrows still dim.

But it made Liu Yi's spine tremble. She sat up from the imperial concubine's couch, her back straightened steadily, and she instantly assumed a posture of sitting upright.

Father Mo saw that Mo Yichen's lessons were so effective.

A smile flashed across his eyes.

Patting Liu Yi's waist comfortingly, he smiled at Mo Yichen and said, "Achen, your aunt is also kind-hearted."

"Don't look at her fierce look, but secretly she really likes Xiaoyin."

"No, I just supported Xiaoyin."

When Liu Yi heard this, she looked at Mo Yichen eagerly, and felt that this gesture was too embarrassing. Then she looked away angrily and said angrily: "Hey, who likes Qin Yin!"

"If it weren't for the fact that she is half a Mo family member, I wouldn't care."

Father Mo smiled lightly and said nothing.

He is not in a hurry to coax his wife.

His deep eyes fell on Mo Yichen, and he was filled with emotion when he saw that he could stand up and the scars on his face were gone.

Jiang Qi froze on the spot.

The side of her face that had just been slapped by Qin Yin was burning with pain. What hurt her even more was Mo Yichen's disregard and meticulous concern for Qin Yin...

This must be fake! !

"Mo...Brother Mo, what are you doing?"

She looked at Mo Yichen almost in exhaustion, as if she was the royal palace and couldn't believe how much he cared about Qin Yin.

Mo Yichen seemed to have just discovered that there was an uninvited guest at the tea banquet at this moment. He glanced at her with his pale eyes: "Who are you?"

Immediately afterwards, he lowered his eyes and continued to blow the thin redness on Qin Yin's palms, frowned, and his tone became colder:

"I do not care who you are."

"You are so thick-skinned that you have made my wife's palms red. How should I compensate you?"

Jiang Qi felt cold all over, she had never been so desperate!