78: The Impotent Man
78: The Impotent Man
Editor: Atlas Studios
At this moment, Zhao Qian walked over.
She glanced at Li Yuan, then at Qiao Nian, asking worriedly, “Sister, are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” As Qiao Nian spoke, her phone began to ring.
Seeing that it was Su Xiao calling, Qiao Nian got ready to leave the restaurant to answer the call.
“Stop right there!” Li Yuan pushed Li Kun away and stood directly in Qiao Nian’s path.
“You’re paying for this meal!”
Qiao Nian stood there in silence.
She looked at Li Yuan calmly, as if she was looking at a pile of shit.
Li Yuan sensed the disdain in Qiao Nian’s gaze and raised his hand in anger, preparing to hit her.
Qiao Nian grabbed Li Yuan’s hand.
In a burst of strength, she dislocated his hand as she pushed him away, taking the opportunity to slap him hard as well.
Li Yuan’s hand and face ached terribly.
He looked at Qiao Nian in a rage.
If looks could kill, Qiao Nian would have died a thousand times over.
“How dare you hit me?
I’m telling you, I’ll kill you right now!” Lee Yuan threatened her without hesitation.
Qiao Nian picked up a wet towel from the table and elegantly wiped her hands clean.
With a disdainful expression, she said, “You look down on women just because you have a few dollars.
All you do is keep insisting that they become full-time housewives for you.
You even say that your wife’s money should belong to you.
Is your brain filled with shit?
You’re so fat.
Is whatever you have between your legs no longer functional?
You should go to the hospital to treat your impotence first.”
Li Yuan’s face was now flushed red with embarrassment.
He did not expect this woman to immediately discover his impotence.
However, he was still in public, so he had to continue pretending no matter what.
He snapped, “You’re talking nonsense!”
Li Kun stood at the side.
Looking at Qiao Nian’s valiant and charming figure, his heart began to race.
Why was he here?
After Chen Qing got out of the car, he walked to the back seat and opened the door for Qiao Nian.
Qiao Nian got in.
After closing the car door, Chen Qing turned to look at Zhao Qian.
Smiling, he asked, “Miss Zhao, would you like to return home with us?”
Zhao Qian looked at the door of Chen Qing’s car, which was already closed.
Her lips spasmed.
Chen Qing had clearly never intended for her to get in the car.
“Then we’ll leave first.” Without waiting for Zhao Qian to reply, Chen Qing began to walk towards the driver’s seat.
Zhao Qian watched as the car drove off.
She stood by the side of the road, her mind in a mess.
For as long as she could remember, her second brother had never once asked Chen Qing to specially pick her up.
Li Kun looked at the car and frowned slightly, thinking of the young man who had just gotten out of the car.
“Miss Zhao, was that Chen Qing?”
Gu Zhou rarely went out, but Chen Qing often did.
In public, Chen Qing represented Gu Zhou.
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