I, Fan Yu’s Woman (35)
"Qiao Yuanxi!"
Qiao Yuanfei's expression changed as she looked at the torn photo in her hands in disbelief. A hint of viciousness instantly settled in her eyes.
Qiao Yuanxi did not put her in his eyes at all.
He threw the photo in his hands onto the ground and even stomped on it with force. He smiled contemptuously.
"Today is just a lesson. I'm warning you to stay away from fan Yu. Otherwise, you'll be chased out of the Qiao family sooner or later!"
"PA --"
A ruthless slap landed directly on Qiao Yuanxi's face.
"I'll kill you!"
Qiao Yuanfei was like an angry lion as she pounced straight at Qiao Yuanxi. She grabbed Qiao Yuanxi's hair with one hand and slapped her face with the other hand.
Her eyes were red, as if she had gone mad.
Her sudden action left the people around her unable to react in time.
Qiao Yuanxi's nose and mouth were covered in blood after a few slaps.
Qiao Yuanxi was also stunned.