C134 Who Was More Ruthless

Xiao Yichen listened to Pei Luoluo's words that were directed at Han Shiren one after another. Han Shiren seemed to have been holding it in because of his presence. How should he put it? He actually felt a little comfortable in his heart.

This old fox. He deserved to be unlucky when he met a little poisonous snake.

"It seems like Yichen has spoiled you badly. You don't even know what kind of person he is talking about." Han Shiren said with a half-joking smile. Initially, he wanted to bear with it and let it go. A poor girl who had just come out of a thatched hut. Wouldn't it lower his status if he were to meet her? But this series of pincer attacks really treated him like a sick cat?

"Uncle Han is right. Luo Luo really doesn't know how to speak. Usually, he only dealt with crazy people, but perhaps you don't know... Some people are worse than crazy but scarier than ghosts. I just can't deal with people like that. It's so creepy. " As she spoke, Pei Luoluo deliberately looked around her arms and rubbed them up and down. She had a look of horror on her face. It was as real as possible.

"Ha, I think so too! I've dealt with crazy people a lot..." Before Han Shiren could finish his words, his expression suddenly changed drastically. He glared at Pei Luoluo angrily and got up, waved his hand and was about to leave.

This girl actually turned around and scolded him that he was even scarier than a ghost and worse than a crazy person!

"Uncle Han, are you leaving?" Seeing that Han Shiren was about to leave, Xiao Yichen slowly put down his phone and looked at Han Shiren, who had already walked to the elevator entrance, and asked even though he knew the answer.

"There's nothing much to talk about with a person who has no parents. If it wasn't for the fact that you have to look at the owner of the dog, you would still have to look at the owner. I, Han Shiren, am still angry at this? Xiao Yichen, don't think that just because you have great power and influence, you can look down on others. My Han's doesn't insist on signing your contract. At most, we can just call it quits. I would like to see if Old Master Xiao would give me, Han Shiren, face!" It was obvious that Han Shiren was furious when he saw the situation. He actually dared to vent his anger on Xiao Yichen. Pei Luoluo looked at Han Shiren with a snort of contempt and a sneer.

Pei Luoluo had a guess in her heart. This old man in front of her was really old. Not only did he lower his tolerance, but he also had a bad brain.

Didn't they say that the older you get, the deeper you become? But this middle-aged man in front of her who was not even 60 years old had a bad temper. Why did he have a child-like temperament? When he was throwing a tantrum, he would say who he wanted to scold. He was truly courting death by lighting a lamp in a latrine pit!

As expected, Xiao Yichen, who had been sitting quietly and watching the battle with cold eyes, slightly leaned back in his chair. His dark eyes flashed with a bone-piercing cold light. His phone was played in his hand like a toy. He paced back and forth without any intention of stopping.

"Even if you pull the old man in front of me, I will still be like this. Do you believe me?" Xiao Yichen's lips curled slightly. He looked at Han Shiren with disdain in his eyes. His tone was stiff and cold.

This made Han Shiren freeze. He was stuck in a dilemma and could not step down from the stage. The only thing he could move was his cunning eyes.

With a bang, a clear sound rang in everyone's ears, including Mrs Zhang, Uncle Lee, and the two maids who were standing not far away. They were all shocked.

Pei Luoluo's slap came too quickly and with great force. No one knew if it was because the room was too big and the echo was big or if it was all gathered in the living room. This slap landed solidly on Pei Luoluo's face and everyone in the room could hear it.

Before everyone could react to what was going on, Pei Luoluo's cold voice sounded again. That voice was faint and pleasant, but it carried a hint of mockery and coldness. It lingered around and slowly entered Han Shiren's ears. "Then now, Uncle Han, have you calmed down? I am a child who has not been raised by my parents. In order to pay my debts, I do not return home once a year. I know how to be polite and humble. But a dignified daughter of the Han's shamelessly seduced my husband and almost ruined my appearance. Let me ask you, not only am I not being calculative, but my husband and even grandfather are implicated because of your inexplicable anger. Are you satisfied with the action of forcing yourself to harm yourself in order to please you?"

Five red palm marks gradually appeared on Pei Luoluo's fair and flawless right face. One look and one could tell that she had made a ruthless move. In just a short period of time, there were already some bruises on her face.

But her eyes were staring at Han Shiren. The gentleness in her eyes had completely faded away. What appeared in front of her was anger and anger as well as provocation.

Everyone present, except for Xiao Yichen who only had a slight fluctuation in his eyes but quickly disappeared, the rest of the people in the villa were shocked and looked at each other in a daze.

This was the first time they had seen Young Grandmother's aura being so powerful that she could shock everyone with just one sentence. Not only was she ruthless in her attacks, but she also did not leave any room for negotiation.

In an instant, none of the people on the scene dared to make a sound. They just stared blankly at everything in front of them, as if they were waiting for Han Shiren to respond.

Time passed minute by minute. Pei Luoluo did not want to stop just like that. She raised her head slightly and stood there, looking at Han Shiren, who was standing at the door but looking back at her complicated expression.

"Mrs Xiao, why do you need to do this?" Han Shiren knew when to stop. Pei Luoluo was obviously giving him a way out.

"I won't see you out." When Han Shiren was walking back to the living room with a smile, Xiao Yichen's cold voice simply and sharply stopped Han Shiren from moving forward. His face froze again.

"Okay, okay. Let's talk another day. We will talk another day." Han Shiren smiled apologetically and stepped back subconsciously.

He felt so stifled in his heart. He had never been so cowardly in his life. But he still maintained this kind of appearance until he got off the elevator and walked into the parking garage.

When he got into the car and started smoking, Han Shiren raised his eyes and looked at the cameras that were installed all over the place. He curled his lips and showed his cunning old fox. He snorted coldly and said, "Xiao Yichen, let's wait and see! I want to see. Can Old Master Xiao protect you for the rest of your life?" Han Shiren spat out a mouthful of saliva towards the window and snorted coldly. He stepped on the accelerator and left the garage.

In the villa, the entire room was very quiet. No one had returned to their usual state because of Han Shiren's departure. After a few minutes, Pei Luoluo turned around and smiled at Xiao Yichen's cold face. When the pear vortex hung by her lips, she lost her balance and fell to the ground.

"Young Grandmother!" Pei Luoluo's consciousness was a little fuzzy. She only felt that other than the buzzing sound in her ears, she could not hear anything else.

Then she felt that she was hugged into a very warm embrace. It was very stable and at ease. The faint smell of coffee filled her nose, and it smelled very good and very comfortable.

When Pei Luoluo felt that her head was heavy and she was about to fall asleep, a low voice surrounded her ears. "Why don't you want me to help you?"