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

Before he came, he had checked all the information about Qiao Anhao. He was full of curiosity about this woman, so this scene happened.

A woman who can suppress Yao Zi'an like that, I have to say, is very tempting.

After contact, he found it even more interesting.

He raised his hand to pick up Qiao Anhao's lock of long hair, Qiao Anhao reached out and patted his hand off, and said coldly, "Didn't anyone tell you that you shouldn't touch girls?"

"No. You were first."

"Oh? Then I really have been unlucky for eight lifetimes."

Louis choked on Qiao Anhao, but he wasn't angry at all. On the contrary, he felt that Qiao Anhao's way of talking made him very amused.

So he exclaimed, "You are really interesting."

"You're shaking m." Qiao Anhao stated.

"I checked all your information."

Qiao Anhao turned to look at him, "So?"

Louis's crisp green eyes looked like emeralds, exuding a sense of warmth. He lowered his head, but with a calm tone, he said, "Do you still want a divorce?"

"Huh?" Qiao Anhao looked at Louis inexplicably, then rolled her eyes, and said, "The psychiatry department is nearby. I suggest you go to check to see if your spirit is still normal. But if there is a problem with the brain, usually there is no problem." It can be cured. But if you are physically and mentally disabled, I suggest you do the last useless struggling treatment. After all, don’t give up treatment.”

She thought Louis was a sick man, so she came up and asked her if she wanted a divorce?
Toxic, right?
Did he ever want to use this method to drive a wedge between her and Lu Yisheng, so as to achieve internal disintegration?

Louis frowned. He was a little dazed by Qiao Anhao's words, and he didn't react for a moment. Then, he felt a tall black shadow covering him.

When he looked up, it was Lu Yicheng looking down at him with a light expression.

Those azure blue eyes were as calm as the sea, but at this moment, they seemed to be gathering storms, just staring at him like that, and the strong encroaching aura swept across the place where he existed.

Then he reached out and hugged Qiao Anhao, swearing his sovereignty.

Louis blinked and stood up, as if he didn't feel the waves surging at all, and said to Qiao Anhao who was in Lu Yisheng's arms, "Miss Qiao, I hope to see you again next time."

These provocative words made Qiao Anhao raise her eyebrows. The next moment, she felt Lu Yicheng's hand holding her tightened, and her aura suddenly became terrifying.

The cold eyes fell on Lu Yisheng, and the blue eyes began to fade and replaced with thick and deep black. Louis was slightly surprised by the instant change.

"It's not Ms. Qiao, it's Mrs. Lu." Lu Yicheng's voice was hoarse, but there was an indescribable feeling, as if a hand was tightening a person's heart, making you breathless.

The two looked at each other, one showed his sharpness, and the murderous intent in his eyes could not be concealed, while the other was gentle and elegant but did not bow his head. It seemed that the one was strong and the other was soft, but Qiao An was inexplicably palpitated.

She reached out and tugged at the corner of Lu Yicheng's clothes, looked at Lu Yicheng with a sense of dependence in her eyes, and said instead, "Yicheng, it's time for us to go home."

Although it was only a short sentence, it clearly distinguished their positions.