The daily life of the old man's favorite wife

Chapter 257 Come, Grandpa Gives You a Kiss

Those cold eyes were like looking at ants.

Yuan Biao's face turned pale from Gu Moming's shock, "I don't have the qualifications? Is it possible that I, Yuan Biao, have lived in vain for 78 years? Even you, a 26-year-old kid, are not qualified, heh—it's a joke!"

"Is it a joke? The real chapter will be seen tomorrow, Yuen Biao, I hope you will not come to the ancient castle to beg for the master."

Gu Moming's words were so resolute that Yuan Biao's body trembled in fright, and the hand that was holding the crutch tightly trembled.

"You—what did you do?!"

"I'll find out what I did tomorrow, Yuan Biao, I, Gu Moming, have more than just a Guming group. If I let you know something, I'm afraid I'll scare you to death."

He walked towards him step by step, like a ghost from hell, "If you dare to threaten my woman again, I will tell you what despair is!"

He had already given Yuen Biao enough face and let him provoke him again and again, but this old man pushed his limits to the point where he could no longer bear it.

Then you can't blame him for not respecting the old and loving the young enough.

"Gu Moming! I warn you, I am your parents' savior, I—"

"To shut up!"

Gu Moming interrupted his chattering voice coldly, and glanced at Yuen Biao like a sharp knife, "It is because of this that the Lord spared your life, Yuen Biao, even if you don't know anything, you are still honest. It's better to keep your mouth shut."

He glanced indifferently at Yuan Mengyan, who was trembling with her face covering her face, but said in his mouth, "Yuan Mengyan, your exclusive plastic surgeon has been dealt with by me, and as for your broken nose bone—I'm afraid It’s the only way to be like this for the rest of my life.”

He has already issued an order to all the plastic surgeons in the entire imperial capital, whoever dares to touch Yuan Mengyan's face will have his hand chopped off! !
Yuan Mengyan was shocked suddenly, the hand covering her face was lowered subconsciously, the crooked bridge of the nose was like a huge joke on her false silicone face.

She yelled heart-piercingly, "Gu! Mo! Ming! Why are you doing this to me?! You horrible devil, you should go to hell—if it wasn't for you, how could I have fallen to where I am now? !I am going to kill you--"

With disheveled hair, he rushed towards Gu Moming like a devil.

Gu Moming narrowed his eyes dangerously, kicked out, Yuan Mengyan flew out of the magnificent hall like a shooting star, flew out in a parabola, and fell directly into the swimming pool outside.

"Meng Yan!!"

Yuan Biao threw away his crutches and wanted to jump down to save Yuan Mengyan, but before he got down, Yuan Mengyan climbed to the edge of the swimming pool, breathing heavily, her wet hair stuck to the bridge of her nose, broken and crooked On his face, there was such terror.

"Mengyan, are you okay?"

As soon as Yuan Biao uttered his words of concern, he vaguely heard Yuan Mengyan muttering "I want you to die—" in his mouth.

But after a while, I wanted to listen carefully, but there was no sound at all.

In the next second, Yuan Mengyan fainted.

Yuen Biao suddenly became anxious, "Doctor!! Call the doctor quickly—"

Gu Moming looked at this scene indifferently, holding the cold and cold little hand with his downcast eyes, rubbing it to bring warmth to this soft little hand, and his voice was so soft that it made people's eyes drop, "Good boy, that punch The master has seen it, the beating is good, the hand must hurt, right? Come, the master will give you a kiss."

(End of this chapter)