Rich Daddy, Don't Be Arrogant

C625 A Beautiful Uncle



C625 A Beautiful Uncle

0Qiao Tianyu said, "We can't be sure about that yet. We don't have any evidence!"     2

    

Jiang Xiaolang tightly clenched his fists, and his pair of exquisite eyes fiercely narrowed.    

    

At this moment, there was movement in the east hall. Lou Xinyue got up and went to the bathroom.    

    

Qiao Tianyu patted Jiang Xiaolang and also got up and followed Lou Xinyue to the bathroom.    

    

Qiao Tianyu was putting on makeup in front of the sink. Lou Xinyue walked out from inside and washed her hands in front of the sink.    

    

Qiao Tianyu saw from the mirror in front of her and Lou Xinyue curled her lips in disdain towards her.    

    

Qiao Tianyu slightly frowned, could it be that she was seen through?    

    

When she put the make-up mirror in her bag, a stream of air shot out from her fingers.    

    

This was her probing of Lou Xinyue.    

    

However, that stream of air had yet to reach Lou Xinyue's body and seemed to be blocked by something.    

    

Qiao Tianyu quickly retracted her hand and instantly understood that Lou Xinyue's energy was much higher than hers.    

    

At this time, Lou Xinyue was washing her hands and with a casual wave of her hand, the water droplets on her hands flew towards Qiao Tianyu's face.    

    

Qiao Tianyu was startled and hurriedly retreated to avoid the water droplets but she still felt a cold aura sweep past her.    

    

Lou Xinyue smiled and said, "Little girl, your steamed bun face is quite cute!"    

    

After she said that, she even raised her eyebrows at Qiao Tianyu and turned around to leave.    

    

Qiao Tianyu instantly understood that Lou Xinyue saw through her disguise, or it should be said that she knew her like the back of her hand.    

    

Qiao Tianyu could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. Who exactly was this woman?    

    

She did not dare to provoke Lou Xinyue and followed behind her back to the Peony Pavilion.    

    

In the pavilion, Jiang Xiaolang actually climbed onto Yeh Beixiao's leg.    

    

It turned out that after Qiao Tianyu went out, Jiang Xiaolang did not want to be lonely and ran from the west hall to the east hall.    

    

He looked at a large lobster on the dining table and drooled.    

    

He blinked a pair of clear big eyes and looked at Yeh Beixiao. "This prawn of yours is delicious. Can I eat it?"    

    

Yeh Fei saw Jiang Xiaolang running over and did not know what he was going to do. He just looked at Yeh Beixiao and did not say anything.    

    

Yeh Beixiao looked at this pretty little girl and suddenly frowned.    

    

He didn't like children, but he wouldn't show a cold face to a cute little girl without any moral principles.    

    

He moved the plate to the table and said indifferently, "I'll give it to you."    

    

Jiang Xiaolang suddenly beamed with joy. This father was not bad.    

    

He reached out and grabbed the prawn, but handed it to Yeh Beixiao. He smiled sweetly and said, "Beautiful uncle, can you help me peel the prawn skin?"    

    

Yeh Fei, who was standing beside him, almost laughed out loud. Jiang Xiaolang could really do something like calling his own father 'uncle'.    

    

He did not say anything. He covered his mouth and looked.    

    

Yeh Beixiao frowned and looked coldly at Jiang Xiaolang. He wanted her to know better and not push him too far.    

    

Jiang Xiaolang wasn't afraid of him at all. He actually climbed onto his leg and even said, "Aiya, beautiful uncle, you're the best. I like you so much!"    

    

Hsu Qiaoqiao always liked to say such words. Today, Jiang Xiaolang imitated her tone and said it out loud. He even disgusted himself.    

    

His actions had thoroughly pissed Yeh Beixiao off.    

    

He said with a cold face, "Go down!"    

    

Jiang Xiaolang's eyes paused, feeling wronged. However, considering that this was his own father and that he had lost his memory, he reluctantly forgave his cold face.    

    

He imitated Hsu Qiaoqiao's appearance and pouted his little mouth. He said with grievance, "Uncle, I'm so pretty and cute. Don't you like me?"    

    

As he spoke, he even put his little face obediently on Yeh Beixiao's chest. His soft and fair hands also touched his chest with comfort.    

    

The warmth on his little hand and little face passed through the thin shirt and ironed his skin, making his body uncontrollably tremble.    

    

His heart suddenly ached, and a certain feeling surged once again, about to break out!    

    


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