The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Tang Shiqing felt even more uncomfortable because of this sentence. She knew exactly what Qiao Anhao's words meant, so she looked even more embarrassed, which made her feel ashamed.

She shouldn't have chatted with those rich ladies, let alone came to make trouble for Qiao Anhao after listening to their few words and instigation.

It's all right now, she's lost, face can't be over, and the whole person has become a joke, but those rich wives keep her company, as if they don't know her.

Pursing her lips, Tang Shiqing was too embarrassed to say anything else, so she could only pull Tang Ren's sleeve to express that she wanted to leave.

Qiao Anhao naturally saw her little actions, but didn't say anything.

Anyway, she didn't think Tang Shiqing was pitiful. After all, she didn't think about who was right and who was wrong when she came to find fault.

For this kind of person, she has no sympathy in it.

However, Qiao Anhao didn't pursue other things, and she didn't ask Lu Yisheng to help her to vent her revenge. She is just a rich lady who doesn't understand the dangers of society, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

What Joan really hated was the group of rich wives. After all, they didn't show up, but they made such a big joke, and it had nothing to do with them in the end.

Therefore, this realm is high.

Just a few words can incite others to achieve their own goals, whether they succeed or not, they just need to watch the show.

So Qiao Anhao looked at the group of rich wives and suddenly smiled, and the dark and evil rich wives also smiled back. At this time, Qiao Anhao suddenly tied her middle fingers, and cursed loudly but quietly, " Stupid."

This sentence immediately made the faces of the rich ladies on the opposite side burn hot, as if they had been slapped across the face, but it was not easy to attack, and they secretly held grudges in their hearts.

"Anhao, cool." Mi Ai gave Qiao Anhao a thumbs up, probably only Qiao Anhao dared to do so.

Qiao Anhao snorted, and looked up at Lu Yicheng, "You miss a lot of people."

Don't think she can't see it, there are quite a few people staring at Lu Yisheng in this venue, but it's normal, even being a mistress is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

It's a pity that she, Qiao Anhao, can't do anything else, but she is very good at pinching those flowers that like to stand out!

Lu Yicheng squinted his eyes and bent down, asking, "Are you jealous?"

"Eat shit, get out!"

Qiao Anhao let out a piss and blushed slightly.

Lu Yisheng finished his eyebrows, his sharp thick eyebrows were covered with deep eye sockets, his high nose bridge made his outline more distinct, and the curved corners of his mouth looked so grand and indifferent.

The thin lips were slightly pursed, making him look even colder. The blue eyes seemed indifferent, but there was only a faint warmth towards Qiao Anhao.

He sighed, but it was as if he was swearing, "Only you can make me repost and worry about being rejected. Qiao Anhao, only you can be the mistress of the Lu family in this life."

Lu Yicheng's eyes looked around indifferently, his voice was cool, but with a breathtaking sense of strength, which surprised everyone, and immediately understood what Lu Yisheng meant by saying this.

At the same time, he was warning these people that Qiao Anhao was the person on Lu Yicheng's heart, and not everyone was qualified to make irresponsible remarks in front of her.