A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

Suppressing the exuberant heart fire.

Ye Tengda spoke tremblingly, biting each word tightly, as if it popped out from between his teeth.

It's cold and hard, but full of emotion.

With indescribable anger, it seemed that Bao Jinghan didn't hit him on the head with the stone, but dug his family's ancestral grave!

But as soon as he finished saying this, he regretted a little.

Especially when he met Mr. Shang Bo's secretive gaze, his heart trembled.

A little bottomless.

Unexpectedly, Bo Lao asked Bao Jinghan when he was worried.

And Bao Jinghan... also admitted it? !

"Oh? Hanhan, you really did it?!"

"Yes, I smashed it."

Bao Jinghan's tone was exceptionally calm, with a sweet and clear voice, as if describing what she had just eaten, with ease.

She didn't panic at all because she hit someone.

This made Mr. Qiao look at her involuntarily, with a trace of elusive complexity and profound exploration in his gaze.

"Dad, listen, listen to this girl's tone. This dead girl smashed her own father, and said it so naturally, she is not ashamed but proud-this, this is simply treason, and will be punished by God Dad, you must discipline her, otherwise, her arrogant and domineering character may bring disaster to the Bo family in the future!"

Look, that's what it says.

The righteousness is awe-inspiring, but it is also high-sounding.

How many crimes were charged to her at once?

He was also treasonous and condemned by God!

Hehe, when he speaks, isn't he afraid that it will be fulfilled to himself?

He, Ye Tengda, has done everything he can to deal with his conscience, but he has never been struck by lightning or condemned by God!

"Ah-"

A sneer escaped from between his lips and teeth unconsciously.

Bao Jinghan snorted slightly, and saw Mr. Bo with a solemn face asking her in a majestic voice.

"Tell grandpa, it was you who did it? Hanhan, I understand your character, and you will never do outrageous things for no reason. Why are you so careless this time!"

"Grandpa, you don't have to protect me. I'm not careless, I admit it, I did smash it on purpose. But—"

While speaking, Bao Jinghan paused subtly, and turned his head to look at her, with a face full of helplessness, remorse for the past, but hating Ye Tengda, who was too weak to be steel, raised his chin arrogantly.

The unruly eyes, with the tails of the eyes slightly raised, slowly swept across the crowd.

Only then did he speak again unhurriedly: "I hit him because he didn't have eyes, and stepped into the hydrangea garden that Bo's family cultivated and cared for in memory of my mother. A person like him is not worthy of entering that area Flowerbed, he is filthy from head to toe, lest he pollute the hope of the hydrangea, the holiness of my mother!"

"Bo Jinghan, I'm your father!"

"Dad? Do you think you are worthy of this title? Don't you think that this word is a dirty word when you say it? Or do you think that your dad should be a dirty word? You are a scum, so I feel that I am worthy of it! Hehe...Mr. Ye, you are too flattering yourself. If you don't come to disgust me, I will let the dog drive you away? Speaking of which, I am afraid that you will dirty my dog !"

A cool smile, lightly hooked on the lips.

Bao Jinghan's wandering gaze was fixed on Ye Tengda's face, and a frightening sharpness shot out from his brows and eyes: "You, you will only think that you are my father when you have something to ask for from the Bo family!"