A blue Bugatti Veyron roared over and stopped in front of the villa.
With its elegant and exciting water chestnuts, visually striking body shape, and eye-catching polished paint, the top luxury car is eye-catching as soon as it appears.
A young man dressed in a non-mainstream Japanese and Korean style opened the car door and stepped out, wearing sunglasses and earrings. This look was the perfect embodiment of a playboy.
"Mom, I'm back." The young man shouted.
"Xiaoxing, you're back. Are you tired?"
Qiao Lan, who had a cold expression just now, smiled kindly when she saw this young man and walked over immediately.
The young man's name is Qiao Xing, and he is Qiao Lan's son. Of course, he is not the son of Su Ruoxue's adoptive father.
Before Qiao Lan married Su Ruoxue's adoptive father, she already had a son, who was of the same gender as her.
Speaking of which, Qiao Xing is Su Ruoxue's half-brother, although there is no blood relationship.
"Damn, I'm so tired from dancing practice. I won't be too lazy to go to those activities next time." Qiao Xing sat lazily on a beach chair.
Glancing at Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue, Qiao Xing showed a hint of interest.
"Sister, you're here too. You're so tired standing around. Why don't you come and sit for a while?" Qiao Xing's eyes wandered over Su Ruoxue's body for a while.
It has to be said that Su Ruoxue's beauty is one of the best that Qiao Xing has ever seen, and she is countless times better than those school beauties in the university. Qiao Xing wants to date his nominal sister, but it's a pity that Qiao Lan seems to hate her.
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Su Ruoxue raised her eyebrows and said lightly: "No need, the matter has been discussed."
"Something? What do you and mom have to talk about? Is it about your engagement with the eldest son of the Luo family? Hey, sister, you are so beautiful, it would be a pity to get married." Qiao Xing crossed her legs and smiled,
His eyes wandered over Su Ruoxue's breasts and beautiful legs for a while.
Feeling Qiao Xing's gaze, Su Ruoxue felt a little angry.
Qiao Lan patted Qiao Xing's shoulder lovingly and said, "Xiao Xing, why do you care about this? It's Su Ruoxue's blessing to be able to marry the young master of the Luo family."
"Okay then. I just think it would be a pity to marry off my sister who is so beautiful." Qiao Xing said with a smile.
Su Ruoxue said nothing and looked at the two people coldly.
Shen Lang's face was expressionless. Neither mother nor son were good friends.
"Hey, where are you from? Why haven't I seen you before?" Qiao Xing glanced at Shen Lang and asked with interest.
Before Shen Lang could speak, Su Ruoxue said coldly: "He is my bodyguard."
Qiao Xing clicked his tongue and said, "Tsk, bodyguard? What's your name?"
"Shen Lang." Shen Lang said lightly.
"This name is easy to remember, so I'll call you Lang Zai. Hahaha, Lang Zai, what kind of skills can you do as a bodyguard? Come and show me a couple of tricks for the young master." Qiao Xing said teasingly, with a joking expression on his face.
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"Xiao Xing, stop dealing with these despicable civilians." Qiao Lan patted Qiao Xing's shoulder. He glanced at Shen Lang with a look of disdain.
"Mom, it's okay, I just want to see what this Langzi is capable of." Qiao Xing chuckled and turned to Shen Lang and shouted: "Langzi, let me tell you, I also learned boxing in school.
His skills are no worse than yours."
Shen Lang chuckled and said, "Since you want to see my kung fu so much, we can try sparring."
Qiao Xing immediately stretched out his fists, jumped up and down, assumed a boxing posture, and shouted: "Come on, come on, Langzi, I see you have no ability at all, young master."
The attack is not gentle, don't blame me when I beat you to the ground later."
"Okay, Xingzi, come here." Shen Lang strode forward and said with a smile.
"Fuck you, you called me Xingzi too? Let's see what the trick is!"
Qiao Xing felt a little unhappy. He jumped forward like a monkey and punched Shen Lang.
Even if this light punch hits the body, there will be no feeling.
Dealing with such an idiot in front of him, Shen Lang didn't bother to waste time and kicked Qiao Xing right in the abdomen.
"Bang!"
Just like playing football, with a muffled sound, Qiao Xing's body lightened up, flew out, and hit the ground heavily.
"Ah! Ouch, my belly!"
A scream like a slaughtering pig followed, and Qiao Xing spit out acidic water, her face instantly twisted, and she rolled around on the ground holding her belly.
"You, how dare you hit me!" Qiao Xing fell to the ground, screaming and roaring.
Qiao Xing has been pampered since childhood and has poor mental endurance. He simply can't believe that a mere bodyguard dares to attack him?
Qiao Lan became even more furious, pointed at Shen Lang and roared: "How dare you hit my son!"
Su Ruoxue was speechless, her head had a headache, couldn't Shen Lang calm down a little bit?
"There's nothing you can do about it. Who makes your son deserve a beating?" Shen Lang spread his hands and said helplessly.
Qiao Lan was furious: "You are a little secretary, but you provoke me and dare to beat my son. You are seeking death! Where are the bodyguards? Come here quickly and beat this beast to death!"
It's a pity that Qiao Lan just fired a few bodyguards yesterday, and now there is no one around to protect him. Those fired bodyguards can't stand Qiao Lanyi's bossy and arrogant attitude.
Shen Lang's face was full of gloom, with a trace of mockery on his lips, and he walked towards Qiao Lan.
"What do you want to do! I..."
Before Qiao Lan could finish speaking, Shen Lang kicked out and smashed the entire beach table from the middle. Sawdust flew into the air and the wood was shattered into slag!
A cup of coffee on the table was poured directly on Qiao Lan, and the coffee was all over him. Qiao Lan looked extremely embarrassed.
"Ms. He, I advise you to keep your mouth clean." Shen Lang snorted coldly.
"Beast, I'm going to kill you!" Qiao Lan climbed up with difficulty and screamed at Shen Lang with a crazy look on his face.
Shen Lang unceremoniously kicked a corner of a stool on the grass.
"Boom!"
There was a muffled sound, and the corner of the stool hit Qiao Lan's lower abdomen. Qiao Lan let out a miserable wail, her face twisted, and this time she was twisted on the ground and couldn't get up.