Regardless, Mo Chen comes from a family of wealth and nobility, so how could he allow his woman to go around bullying others with her power?
The man said expressionlessly, "It's done. She hit you."
Lu Xingxing's face was one of disbelief, "What did you say? Just like that? You... Do you think I'm someone she can just hit whenever she wants? What standing does she have, isn't she just an actress? How dare she hit me?"
"I don't have the heart to scold her, let alone hit her, so what else can I do?" He spoke calmly, yet his words were filled with indulgence.
As the man spoke, the strength of his grip on Qiao Ruoxin's wrist increased by a few notches.
This dismissive tone made Lu Xingxing feel like she was about to cough up blood in anger.
"How can you be such a foolish ruler! You just spoil her like this? One day, if she ends up on top of your head, will you still not care?" Lu Xingxing stamped her foot furiously.
