"Bullshit!" Jiu Xuanji cursed.
"Not to mention you, even your father has to pretend to be a grandson in front of him."
Pretending to be flustered and exasperated, he suddenly punched Zuo Zhi in the chest.
"Ah!" Zuo Zhi cried out in pain, and some blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
"No!" Lu Yuhuan was anxious.
She wanted to rush up and hug Baoyu, but she didn't dare to. There was only one thought in her mind. She had to save him no matter what.
He is Qing Anyou's son."
"Never heard of it!" Jiu Xuanji replied.
"Qing Anyou, the son of the second branch of the Qing family of Changqing Academy, Qing Xiao Peak."
Jiu Xuanji kicked her to the ground again, his expression even colder. The Qing family is one of the most powerful families in Grand Xia, why would they take a fancy to a waning flower like you?"
