The Wedding Date Has Been Set

Mo Yesi really didn't give him face.

It was up to him to beat him up.

In other words, he could beat him up whenever he wanted.

But this was the only person Young Master Yan respected.

Only Mo Yesi could do this. No one else would dare to do this to him.

Mo Yesi glared at him. "If you continue talking nonsense, I don't mind leaving a deeper impression on you."

"Alright, alright, alright. I won't say anything else." Yan Shaoqing raised his hands in surrender. "I'll go look for my beauties."

Yan Shaoqing then left.

Qiao Mianmian chuckled. "Why did you kick him just now? Why are you always so fierce to Shaoqing? Can't you be gentler to him?"

She seemed to see Yan Shaoqing being bullied by Mo Yesi every time they met.

Qiao Mianmian felt that he was a little pitiful.

"Who asked him to stare at you lustfully?" Mo Yesi snorted. "If he didn't leave, I'd have kicked him again."

Qiao Mianmian was speechless.