"Smack!"

An extremely loud slap rang out suddenly.

Yan Minghua was stunned, she didn't know why Mitsui Yingjun would say such a thing, and she didn't understand why Dong Wuyan was so angry.

Yan Murong smiled bitterly. knew that even if he was killed, he would not bring Dong Wuyan to him.

"Calm down." Before Mitsui was handsome, Yan Murong pulled Dong Wuyan back, held her still trembling hand tightly, and said. "Don't say a word, I'll take care of it."

This slap Dong Wuyan almost used all his strength, even Mitsui Yingjun was beaten and staggered, and the five clear slender fingerprints on his face were so obvious that they quickly swollen.

"Y-you hit me?" Mitsui asked in a whisper, if it weren't for the pain on his face and the bloodshot on the most corner, he wouldn't believe that he was beaten by Dong Wuyan, and he didn't want to accept this fact.

In less than 24 hours, he was slapped in the face one after another. The first time was Yan Murong, and the second time was Dong Wuyan.

If you are beaten by Yan Murong, you will be beaten, after all, everyone is a man, you slap me and I kick you are all wars between men, but--But what is the matter with being beaten by a woman?

As the eldest young master of the Mitsui family, although his status in the family is not comparable to Mitsui Toshiaki, he is also a figure with a face in the island country, and he was slapped in the face by a woman in front of so many people, which made Mitsui Hidetoshi feel a hot pain on his face - not because he was beaten, but because he was embarrassed.

Originally, Yan Murong's combination of dragging two was very eye-catching, and many people in the courtyard had already paid attention to them when the three of them came in. Originally, they were discussing what the origin of these three men and women was, and when they actually made Mitsui greet each other with a handsome smile, they suddenly opened their mouths in surprise.

Mitsui Hidetoshi was slapped in the face.

Mitsui Hidetoshi was slapped in the face by a woman.

Mitsui Hidetoshi was slapped in the face by the beautiful woman who was dressed like a princess.

You see, my face is swollen and the corners of my mouth are bleeding, and it hurts so much.

Yes, Mitsui Hidetoshi felt pain on his face, but even more pain in his heart.

Originally, when he saw Dong Wuyan, he didn't immediately remember who it was, but when Dong Wuyan coldly spit out the rolling word, Mitsui Yingjun remembered. As a result, he only had time to say the word slut, and he was slapped firmly in the face.

"Stinky~, you dare to hit me?"

When he came back to his senses, Mitsui's handsome face, which was already quite handsome, became distorted, and he strode towards Dong Wuyan, raising his hand to pull it over.

"Hey, if you have something to say, don't do it." Yan Murong stood up, stood in front of Dong Wuyan, looked at Mitsui and said. "If you want your face to be swollen over there, I don't mind doing you a favor."

Seeing Yan Murong stand up, Mitsui's handsome figure was stunned, and then he quickly took two steps back, looking at Yan Murong in disbelief.

This man is really weird, after coming back yesterday and being sprayed by his son, he went to the doctor at home to check his body, and then, the doctor actually found a short needle in his chest, only a little more than a centimeter away from the position of his heart. When he saw the needle in his heart on the X-ray, Mitsui was almost half frightened to death - he suddenly thought that his sudden stiffness must have something to do with the needle, and what was even more terrifying was that he didn't even see when the other party had stuck the needle in his chest.

Now, when Yan Murong stood up again, Mitsui Yingjun unconsciously took a few steps back, and then touched his whole body again. After realizing that there was nothing wrong with him, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the anger on his face rose again.

"Mr. Yan, I advise you to stay out of your business, it's my business with this slut." Mitsui said in a deep voice.

"Why does your mouth stink so much? How long has it been since you brushed your teeth? Yan Murong waved his hand in front of his nose with a disgusted look, and said angrily. She's my woman, and I'm going to take care of it—and you, if I hear words from your mouth that I don't want to hear, don't blame me for helping you discipline you. ”

Originally, he was still a little jealous of Yan Murong's weirdness, but when Mitsui Yingjun saw the situation around him, he suddenly laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, Mr. Yan, the land you are standing on now belongs to our island country, and it is also our Mitsui family. What did you just say? Help my father discipline me? Hahaha-hmm. ”

Before Mitsui Yingjun finished speaking, he felt his breath stagnate, and then, he was horrified to find that Yan Murong, who was still four or five meters away from him just now, didn't know when he was already standing in front of him, and one hand had already grabbed his throat, and forcibly blocked his words back.

"I think you're the cheapest one." Yan Murong grabbed Mitsui's handsome neck with one hand, directly lifted him up from the ground, looked at Mitsui's handsome face with a flushed face, and said coldly. "Don't always think of yourself as an omnipotent God, in fact, you are nothing, I came to give Mitsui Toshiaki face, and it has nothing to do with you. Besides, even if this is an island country, even if this is your home, it won't delay me from beating you. ”

"Pap-papa-pa-"

Holding Mitsui Handsome in one hand, Yan Murong's other hand was raised, and he slapped it over as if he didn't want money.

Originally, the people who were watching the excitement on the side were going to see how the Mitsui family would deal with such a thing, but now they saw Mitsui Yingjun being lifted in his hand by this man like a dead dog, slapping left and right slapping violently, and all of his hearts twitched.

While shocking Yan Murong's cruelty, some people also recovered from the "snap" slap, quickly grabbed the equally shocked servants around them, and repeatedly told them to find someone to stop them.

"Still scolding?" Yan Murong asked. His strength is very well controlled, and while making Mitsui feel pain, it won't make him faint, just ask every time he slaps him.

"Don't speak? Without speaking, I continued to fight. ”

Seeing that Mitsui was handsome and didn't speak, Yan Murong's slap was more diligent. The sound of "crackling" was like setting off firecrackers during the New Year, making everyone's hearts pound with every time his palm fell.

Damn, it's so exciting, Mitsui was beaten up.

It wasn't until he saw Mitsui's handsome face turned purple and seemed to be out of breath that Yan Murong stopped this brutal behavior, threw him on the ground, snorted, and said. "Don't pretend to be dead, go back and change your clothes, I'm still waiting for you to apologize."