Now the lady has burned the fire, and she must hurry up to call someone, in case...If you continue to toss like this, the lady will definitely be bullied on her side.

"You shrew!"

Hearing what Han Qingming said, An Yuan Hou Shizi raised his hand high.

He has gone the path of the Han family, but so blatantly he said she was a trash.

Han Qingming, you are really good!

Seeing him raising his hand, even though he didn't have any strength in himself, Han Qingming couldn't get scared in his heart.

"you dare!"

A pair of dark eyes just looked at him indifferently.

The fire in the heart of Hou Shizi An Yuan was very hot. With his hands raised high, he really wanted to slap her face when he looked at Han Qingming’s arrogant expression. .

Of course, he also knew that after really hitting Han Qingming this time, everything was really his fault.

As a result, An Yuan Hou Shizi's hand also slowly dropped.

Han Qingming had expected him to be like this a long time ago, and there was a sneer at the corner of her mouth.

"Boss!"

The red lips moved lightly, saying these two words.

At this time, let alone An Yuanhou's son, even the look on Mrs. An Yuanhou's face was very ugly.

"Really unreasonable!"

An Yuan Hou Shizi's face was pale, and the clenched fist immediately swung towards Han Qingming's face.

Without a trace of movement, Han Qingming looked at his fist and flew over from the side of his face, plucking a few strands of his own hair.

An Yuan Hou Shizi's hand hit the small table on top of the soft couch, knocking over several cases all at once, and the tea stained the soft couch.

Originally, he had never thought about really hitting Han Qingming, he didn't want to be unspoken, but he didn't see Han Qingming's Huarong look pale, he really felt quite a pity.

"ignorance!"

An Yuan Hou Shizi snorted coldly, brushed his sleeves, and went out.

Mrs. An Yuanhou, who was standing on one side, became indifferent at this time when she heard Han Qingming's words of humiliation one after another.

Mrs. An Yuanhou didn't say anything, and turned and left at the moment.

The two of them, mother and child, left one after another, and they were happy and clean.

The servant girl who was waiting on the other side quickly helped Han Qingming sit on the bed, and then Han Qingming hid in the curtain again and began to practice the inner power.

It wasn't until he heard the messy footsteps outside that Han Qingming lay down on the pillow again.

So there was a rush of footsteps, and soon, Han Qingming saw a smooth hand and lifted the curtain.

"Qing Ming——"

The head is a middle-aged beautiful woman, although she is already a grandmother, but the years have not been on her body, and it has been contaminated too much.

Except for the corners of the eyes, there are a little lines, and they look good.

At a glance, I know that he is a person who has a smooth life.

She lifted the curtain and saw Han Qingming's ankles wrapped in her, and she was very surprised at the moment.

"My dear boy, are you okay!"

She sat down, the worry in her eyes was utterly expressive.

Looking at Mrs. Han, Han Qingming's heart is only pressing the post, this is the mother.

As soon as I came in, I looked at my feet and didn't say anything extra. She was like that Mrs. An Yuanhou. She kept trying not to quarrel as soon as she came in, asking her if she had no legs or feet.