Eyebrows dyed like ink, eyes like peach blossoms.
She has a face like beautiful jade, a straight nose and thin lips, and is elegant yet elegant.
As soon as the rich young man dressed in red appeared, Butler Wen's expression suddenly changed.
Why is this ancestor also in Qingyunfang... Trouble...
"Who are you?"
Yun Luo glanced at this man coldly.
He obviously has a handsome and charming face, but in her eyes, he is like a passerby, without any allure.
After all, after seeing Jun Wuchen's charming beauty in his prime, Yun Luo's resistance to beauty gradually increased.
It seems that we have reached a state where we are calm and relaxed.
"Beauty, this is the first time we meet. I am Nangong Jin."
The wealthy young man waved his fan, smiled, and winked at her.
Nangong Jin?
People from the Nangong family?
Yun Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, "What are you doing?"
"I don't do anything, just drink and watch the show."
Nangong Jin shook her fan, smiled coquettishly, and winked at her, "By the way, let's take another look at the beauty."
Butler Wen stepped forward with an ugly expression, "Mr. Nangong..."
Before I finished speaking, I suddenly heard another muffled sound in the private room on the third floor.
Everyone immediately raised their heads.
I saw that in the box that was almost half destroyed by Yun Luo's slap, countless debris was kicked away with force.
Ji Yaoer was in a state of embarrassment and was led by Yun Jinye to fly down from the third floor.
As soon as he landed, he angrily yelled at Yunluo, "Bitch, you dare to attack me, do you know who I am?"
"..."
Yun Luo glanced at her coldly and didn't move.
The next second, a crisp slap suddenly sounded in the air.
"Pa—"
Ji Yaoer, whose face was full of viciousness and anger, was immediately slapped with her mouth crooked, and bright red fingerprints appeared on half of her face.
It hurts so much.
There was a sudden silence in the hall.
"Yao'er!"
"Little Miss!"
Yun Jinye and Butler Wen exclaimed at the same time, who hit him?
"Bitch, you dare to hit me?!" Ji Yaoer came back from the pain, covered her cheek, and stared at Yun Luo with burning eyes.
Yun Luo narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Pah!" Another slap on the mouth.
Ji Yaoer screamed in pain, tilted her head and took two steps back, almost sitting on the ground.
The burning cheeks hurt even more, and there were slap marks on each side of the face, which were very symmetrical.
"I'm going to kill you bitch!!" Ji Yaoer was so angry that she almost went crazy. She suddenly pulled out the soft sword from her waist and stabbed Yun Luo head and face.
"Little miss, please calm down, she wasn't the one who hit you."
Butler Wen stopped her in time. He had just seen clearly that Yun Luo had been standing there without even moving his sleeves. He could not blame her no matter what.
What happened? Who did it?
Could it be...
Butler Wen looked suspiciously at Nangong Jin, who was waving his fan aside and looking at the show.
"Who else could it be if she wasn't her?! It's obviously this bitch, get out of the way, I'm going to kill her!"
Ji Yaoer was slapped twice in front of the public. She was completely humiliated. She was so angry that she jumped up and down. She couldn't even listen to what Butler Jinwen said.
"Little miss, it's really not her..."
Butler Wen repeatedly blocked it, not because of Yun Luo.
But Yun Luo just smashed the third floor box with one palm. That kind of power was simply not something Ji Yaoer could handle.
If Ji Yaoer rushed over, I'm afraid it wouldn't be Yun Luo who would be taught a lesson, but her.
"I said she is her! This bitch, vixen..."
Ji Yaoer's scolding became more and more unpleasant. Her face was red and swollen from being slapped, and her whole body was shaking with anger!
"Pah! Pah!"
Unexpectedly, before I finished speaking, an invisible force rushed towards me, slapping me from left to right.