Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

Some of the heads of the eight great families were old people, and some were young people like Qi Mo.

Although there is a difference in age, their status is equal.

Rao is the head of the other great families, and he dare not beat Tang Ke! Does this Miss Bai dare to fight?

Or a hundred whips?

No...Impossible, it must be said to scare people, right?

"Snapped--"

The horse whip dropped quickly from the air and slammed against Tang Ke, making a very harsh sound.

Duan Xingye swallowed, biting his scalp and said: "1..."

Bai Chuwei's hand raised the whip and fell, her eyes as cold as the arctic frost: "This whip is your attitude in vain of the Tang family for hundreds of years, persecuting the Liu family!"

"This whip is how you dared to molest your ancestors!"

Duan Xingye: "...2."

"This whip is for you to treat your ancestor's Sky City as a private residence!"

"..."

In the entire hall, only a few voices are intertwined--

Tang Ke's painful shouts, Bai Chuwei's extremely deserted voice, the sound of the whip on the flesh, and Duan Xingye's numbness.

Bai Chuwei flicked and fumbled, without any hesitation, so Tang Ke cried for her father and mother, wishing to die directly!

After recovering from the shock, Wang Jiani hurriedly pulled the director's sleeve and whispered: "Should we call the police?"

If this continues, don't Tang always be beaten to death?

Butler Li smiled and said, "Don't worry, Miss has a sense of measure."

Everyone on the scene almost vomited a mouthful of blood, right?

This is called proper measure?

Old man, are you blind?

How many whips have you smoked? Is this still reasonable?

Duan Xingye numbly reported: "88."

Tang Ke gave Bai Chuwei a resentful look, and exclaimed weakly: "I, I must want you, good-looking, I..."

Tang Ke lifted his eyelids and fainted unexpectedly.

Bai Chuwei threw the whip in her hand to the ground and said coldly: "You can't die, drag it out."

"The twelve whips owed, I will wait for him to go to the door by himself!"

Everyone's scalp numb, you are so pretty... Mr. Tang still dare to go to the door by yourself and be picked by you? He's not a fool, so why would he come to look for abuse?

They are not mentally ill.

Steward Li smiled, and immediately found someone to throw Tang Ke out of the mansion in Sky City, and he didn't care at all.

The hall was still condensed, and the atmosphere was extremely mysterious.

Bai Chuwei sat on the high-end soft sofa, rubbed his wrist, and sighed: "My hands hurt because of the pump."

"puff--"

Someone couldn't hold back the spray.

Your hands hurt? Do you know what you got Mr. Tang into?

Butler Li smiled and served tea: "Miss, take a break with tea."

Everyone: "...!!!"

Are you so scared?

Su Ruan wrapped her arms around her arms, looked at Bai Chuwei with some fear, and asked in a soft voice: "Bai classmate...Will there be an accident in Tang always?"

She was afraid that if Tang Ke really died, it would definitely be counted on Bai Chuwei.

Classmate Bai still has such a promising future, but he can't go to jail for this kind of thing.

Bai Chuwei took a sip of tea and asked casually, "Can you see a wound on his body?"

Everyone was taken aback.

wound?

"The hospital can't identify the wound. What does it have to do with me?"

Everyone realized it later...Bai Chuwei drew ninety whips so hard, and the suit jacket was torn to pieces by her whip, but she didn't smell any blood...