Chapter 116: I Don't Have a Good Temper!

Qin Chuan was furious. Looking at the woman's retreating figure, he really wanted to slap her...

Forget it!

Bear with it!

The doddering old man rarely came down from the mountain; he didn't want to make things unpleasant!

Most importantly, the outwardly strong but inwardly weak Eldest Miss Su really couldn't withstand his fist, which contained twenty-two years of skill!

It's just a quarrel, right?

Who could he be afraid of?

Even if he couldn't win the argument, couldn't he still overturn the table?

Su Mo'en looked back, seeing the dog of a man holding back his rage, and felt a surge of triumph—that was exactly the effect she wanted.

Those guys had no sense of contract spirit. If they dared to pull the rug out from under Fuyao at a critical moment, they'd have to taste this man's machine gun-like mouth!

"You know I have a bit of a temper, and if it really comes down to it later, you have to hold me back!"