I, Fan Yu’s Woman (2)
Qiao Yuanchuan Strode forward and stopped her.
"It's so early. Where did you go? Didn't you stay at home last night?"
"It's none of your business."Qiao yuanfei glanced at him in disgust, pushed his arm away and was about to go in.
Qiao Yuanchuan wasn't willing to let her off so easily. Seeing that she was about to leave, he simply asked the guard to close the door.
Qiao Yuanfei was immediately blocked outside the main door.
She turned her head to look at Qiao Yuanchuan, who had his hands in his pockets and was swaggering towards her.
Qiao Yuanchuan's eyes were filled with vulgarity. He sized her up from head to toe, and his tone was filled with contempt.