Chapter 6 The third master protects his wife: slaps the face hard
Ji Mingwei turned back angrily and glared at him fiercely, "Your substitute? Huo Beichen, you haven't figured out who is whose substitute until now, right?"
Huo Beichen was obviously startled: "What?"
"As long as you look in the mirror often, you won't be so drunk. No matter it's your eyes, nose, or mouth, can you compare to the Third Master in any part? Not even an eyelash can compare to you."
Ji Mingwei first mocked, then deliberately expressed her attitude loudly: "Since you insist on bringing it up, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. In fact, my crush has always been Huo Yanchuan, but I can't express my love.
After a while, I will use you as a substitute to comfort my soul."
"Impossible!" Huo Beichen's face turned livid, "You already knew me in high school!"
Ji Mingwei looked at him with an expression that said, "You are so stupid and pitiful." "So you are really sentimental. I met Huo Yanchuan once when I was five or six years old. At that time, I first awakened to my Yangu attribute.
I have deep feelings for him and have been thinking about him for so many years. Now I finally got my wish and married him. I wake up smiling every day from my dreams. Do you understand how I feel? No, you don’t understand. You only know yourself.
revel."
Huo Beichen's face turned blue and purple at her rebuke, and he was so dazed that he almost began to doubt his life.
"No, it's impossible... You must be taking advantage of my little uncle. You married him for another purpose. You must divorce him!" He reacted immediately with a firm tone.
Ji Qingtian frowned slightly, always feeling that his attitude was wrong. If he didn't care, why would he meddle in other people's business? Did he really just care about his little uncle?
"You really used chicken feathers as arrows." Ji Mingwei crossed her arms and glanced at him disdainfully, "Unless my husband says he doesn't want me anymore, I will never leave him."
Huo Beichen's face became more and more embarrassed: "You shameless——"
"Huo Beichen." At this moment, a cold voice sounded from behind.
Just calling Huo Beichen's name briefly made his spine shiver, as if he was frozen by ice. He turned around with difficulty and called out: "Uncle."
His mother is Huo Yanchuan's sister. After her mother divorced his father, she returned to the Huo family and changed his surname to Huo.
Because they are not much different in age, it can be said that he and Huo Yanchuan grew up under the same roof in their early years.
But every time he faced Huo Yanchuan, he felt like a child who was afraid of making mistakes and couldn't even lift his head.
Even though he is sitting in a wheelchair now, he can still feel an unparalleled sense of oppression.
Huo Yanchuan looked directly at him with his calm eyes and said in a cold tone: "How did you talk to your little aunt just now?"
"Pfft--" Suddenly hearing the word "little aunt", Ji Mingwei couldn't help but laugh out loud.
For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on her.
She immediately blinked innocently and said to Huo Beichen in the tone of an elder, "Yes, nephew, how can you be so disrespectful? You haven't called me even once since you met me!"
"You..." Huo Beichen was so angry at her shameless words that he almost fell down.
"What? It's so hard for you to call me that! Do you really don't respect your uncle from the bottom of your heart, so you don't take me seriously?" Ji Mingwei said as she walked up to Huo Yanchuan step by step.
He complained with an aggrieved face: "My dear, look, even your nephew looks down on me now."
"He dares?" Huo Yanchuan glanced at him with a cold look. His eyebrows were as cold as snow, like pines and cypresses growing on a steep cliff, every inch of them was cold to the bone.
A chill ran down Huo Beichen's spine. Before he could speak, Ji Qingtian stood up for him and said, "Mr. Huo, although Beichen is your nephew, you shouldn't bully him because of your status -"
Huo Yanchuan raised his eyelids and looked at her like he was looking at an ant, "Who do you think you are?"
Ji Qingtian looked ashamed and angry, and her figure was almost unstable.
"That's right, Ji Qingtian, is it your turn as an outsider to dictate the Huo family's housework?" Ji Mingwei pretended to be so powerful, her eyes were full of gloating, and her fox tail almost lifted up to the sky.
Huo Beichen defended eagerly: "Tiantian is not an outsider! She is my future wife."
Why hadn't he noticed before that Ji Mingwei was so mean-mouthed? He wanted to slap her on the ear, but due to his status and Huo Yanchuan's presence at the scene, he could only suppress his anger.
Ji Qingtian seemed to be looking at him with some emotion, and they both felt the deep love in each other's eyes.
As a result, at this moment, Huo Yanchuan said in his usual clear and calm tone: "The Huo family has a clean and upright family tradition and will not let unscrupulous people in."
Huo Beichen's eyes widened in disbelief, "Little uncle! How can you say that to Tiantian? She is also the daughter of the Ji family and we grew up together when we were young!"
"It's just an imposter." Huo Yanchuan seemed to be trying to reason with him, so he said bluntly: "If you insist on marrying her, then leave the Huo family and start another family."
In the entire Huo family, Huo Yanchuan's words are authoritative.
Even though his legs are disabled, he still has the ability to make people surrender.
Whoever has the ability speaks!
At that moment, Huo Beichen's face was completely pale.
Ji Qingtian was even more embarrassed. She had never been so humiliated in her whole life. Her eyes were red, and she threw up her sleeves and left in shame and anger.
"Tiantian, wait for me -"
After both of them left, Ji Mingwei finally held her belly and started laughing loudly, "Hahaha...were they just performing a Sichuan opera face-changing performance? Their faces turned red and green for a while, it was so exciting!"
Ji Mingwei felt that her heart was filled with joy, and the depression deep in her soul had disappeared invisibly.
Maybe in the heart of the original owner, she has always longed for such a person, who can stand by her side unconditionally, defend her, slap the fake daughter in the face for her, and tear apart her pretending to be free and easy.
"Have you relieved yourself?" Huo Yanchuan's magnetic and sweet voice sounded in my ears, so suave and flirtatious that it made people's hearts tremble.
"I'm not angry." Ji Mingwei's eyebrows were crooked, with a hint of arrogance, "Those who are at that level actually don't need Third Brother to show up, and I don't even take them seriously."
There will be many opportunities in the future. She can't always rely on the help of the villain boss to vent her anger. That would be making a mountain out of a molehill.
"It seems that my little wife is more powerful than I thought." Huo Yanchuan's words seemed to mean something.
That kind of conditioned reflex fighting skills is not something that an ordinary person who has lived in the country since childhood can do.