Huo Qi thought of himself as a principled rich second generation. He had never hit a woman.
However, for some reason, there were always idiots coming up to give their lives today. If he didn't fight, he would be letting down his brother's money.
Ye Anyao fell to the ground weakly, covering her lips and crying softly.
"Sister, I really didn't want you to fall into depravity. In the end, you let him hit me. How did you become like this…"
Mrs. Huo mocked at the side, "Anyao is too kind. She's still looking out for you even when you did this to her. She's afraid that you'll be someone's mistress for the rest of your life…"
"Ye Anyao is indeed kind. After all, she and her mother were both successful mistresses. It's rare for you to resonate with her." Ye Beisheng interrupted.
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three people became incomparably ugly.
