". 'm sorry, Mr. Li. I didn't mean it.. 'm sorry ..."
Ye Wenwen wanted to get up. Her trembling body fell down again, and the soft cotton hit li Beichen's chest.
"Get lost!" Li beixiao hated women getting close to him the most, let alone sitting on him. He growled in a low voice.
"Li beixiao, Wen Wen didn't mean it!" Ye qingge ran over, helped ye Wenwen up, and said to li beixiao in a bad tone.
"You're shouting at me?" Li beixiao's eyes were burning with anger. This woman looked smart, but she was actually very stupid.
"Wife, don't talk to uncle like that. She did it on purpose!"
Li Nancheng was all too familiar with women's antics. Only his kind wife was easy to fool.
He had to teach his wife a good lesson. It was not a good thing to talk back to her uncle.
Li Nancheng would not think too much about anything. When li Mumu called ye qingge " mom, " he thought it was a willful prank from the child and did not take it to heart.
