her smile is sweet

Chapter 553
Little Miaomiao also looked at He Qi blankly.

She thought that Qi Gege would help her vent her anger, but she never thought that Qi Gege would swear an oath in front of so many people.

Moreover, is this a fancy confession?

Little Miaomiao looked at He Qi with star-shaped eyes.

Song Qiming looked at He Qi in horror, "You said Miao Miao is yours..."

Song Qiming couldn't say the next two words.

He Qi accepted his words kindly, "wife."

"Impossible." Song Qiming quickly vetoed it.

"You can't be Miao Miao's husband, her husband is Yu Manrou's son."

Little Miaomiao gave a cold snort of disdain.

Dasha!
He Qi smiled, that kind of smile was ironic.

"Since you know that Miao Miao's husband is Yu Manrou's son, why don't you know the name of Yu Manrou's son?"

"what is it call?"

Because Yu Manrou's son is extremely low-key and never appears in any public places.

Moreover, they have never been in the same frame.

Even when Xiao Miaomiao appeared on variety shows as a celebrity family, the director only explained Xiao Miaomiao's identity, but didn't mention anything about her little boyfriend.

Therefore, Song Qiming didn't know the name of Yu Manrou's son.

The arc of He Qi's mouth gradually widened, "What do you think his name should be?"

Song Qiming: "..."

His face was a little gray, he already knew the name of Yu Manrou's son.

Song Qiming looked at Xiao Miaomiao guiltily.

The insulting words he just said...

Little Miaomiao snorted coldly, and proudly turned her head away from Song Qiming.

He Qi didn't deliberately lower his voice when talking to Song Qiming, everyone had already guessed that He Qi was Xiao Miaomiao's real fiance.

He Qi looked at Song Qiming, "Student Song, you insulted my little wife with dirty words just now, tell me, should I take you to court for insulting, or use my fist to plead for my little wife?" How about justice?"

Song Qiming: "..."

This matter is what he did wrong, and he is willing to admit his mistakes.

"Hit me!"

Adhering to the principle of doing more and doing less, Song Qiming chose the latter.

"It's your choice."

As he spoke, He Qi ignored everyone's stares, slowly unbuttoned his suit, and threw it to the little Miaomiao.

The suit drew a beautiful parabola in midair.

The cold fragrance hit, and Xiao Miaomiao instinctively reached out to catch the suit thrown by He Qi.

Then he looked at the man who was as handsome as a god under the shade of the tree.

He Qi gracefully unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, and rolled them up to reveal a section of his fair arm.

When he was in Australia, He Qi had undergone professional training, and his beating movements were as beautiful as flowing water.

Apart from the aesthetic feeling, it's not about the embroidered fists and legs, because every move and style of his is extremely fierce, and it hits Song Qiming's most vulnerable place.

Although He Qi's fist didn't land on them, it was as if he felt the same pain as his own, and it was extremely painful.

Little Miaomiao was in high spirits, very relieved.

Song Qiming didn't fight back, and soon He Qi stopped his fist.

His body seemed to be intact, but only he knew that the bones were almost brittle in those places where He Qi had beaten him.

Song Qiming looked at He Qi with blurred eyes, "Is the fight over?"

He Qi straightened up slowly, moving his painful fists, "Don't let me hear you pointing behind my wife's back next time, otherwise..."

He Qi's words were only halfway through, but everyone present shuddered unanimously...

(End of this chapter)