At this moment, Lao Duan saw the movement in front of the elegant seat and leaned over Qiao Yuanxian's ear to remind him, "Sir, that woman wants to go."
Even if they don't know the truth, the scene of Huo Zhuyan's attack on Ling Zihuan and Huo Yun just now is clearly seen.
At that time, Qiao Yuanxian motioned to Lao Duan to push him.
In the twinkling of an eye, the wheelchair stopped a few steps away from Huo Zhuyan.
This moderate distance makes Qiao Yuanxian just be able to look her in the eye.
Huo Zhuyan looks at Qiao Yuanxian who suddenly appears. Seeing the wheelchair under him, she plans to walk around him with a stiff face.
Lao Duan held out his hand at the right time and blocked her way again. "This lady, don't you want to make an explanation for what just happened?"
Huo Zhuyan looked awe inspiring and looked contemptuously at Lao Duan. "What need I explain to you? Get out of the way
There is no politeness in such arrogance.
In response, Lao Duan smiles instead of anger, glances at Ling Zihuan and continues to say to Huo Zhuyan, "it seems that you are not from Licheng!
I don't know what Miss Ling and her friends did wrong? Need you to denounce them in public? "
Hearing this, Huo Zhuyan narrowed her eyes and looked at Lao Duan with caution in her eyes. "Do I need a reason to teach my children a lesson?" Then she turned around, staring at the girl at the table, "Huo Yun, what are you dawdling about? Why don't you come with me? "
At this time, Huo Yun has no time to shake her head and retort. Ling Zihuan has stepped forward and blocked her behind him.
Little girl on Huo Zhuyan's gloomy and severe cheek, tiger face refused, "yunyun won't go with you, she is my guest, even if you want to go, she will go with me!"
Huo Zhuyan immediately pinched the bag in his hand and breathed, "Zihuan, today you curse Xiaokui, I will let your father give me an account."
This unwarranted accusation suddenly like a hat on Ling Zihuan's head, she suddenly angrily stomped, "you nonsense, where do I curse him?"
"Huanhuan, come here!" At this time, Qiao Yuanxian suddenly broke their dispute.
Ling Zihuan angrily and anxiously paced to the wheelchair and explained with a stuffy nasal voice, "Uncle Joe, I didn't curse her son."
Qiao Yuanxian stretched his eyebrows and nodded, thin lips slightly side, "second uncle believe you“
After that, he calmly looked at Huo Zhuyan, who was angry, and said with a deep smile, "even if the children raised in Licheng are not sensible, they will not curse others narrowly.
As an elder, it's natural for you to teach the younger generation a lesson, but you still need to distinguish the occasion and the situation.
Don't ruin your reputation and slander our children on impulse! "
Qiao Yuanxian is older than Huo Zhuyan. This kind of preaching tone makes her face tense in an instant. "Old man, it's true that Zihuan is not sensible, and it's true to curse my son.
I'm an elder. I teach them all the time. It must be their fault first.
I think it's time for the old man to live his life. You'd better not get involved in this kind of housework! "
No one has ever dared to speak so impolitely to the second master of Qiao family, who was once in the limelight.
Including Ling Zihuan, hear Huo Zhuyan's tone of irony, can't help but want to come forward to maintain.
However, the next second, Qiao Yuanxian raised his hand to stop the little girl's action, patted her wrist, then turned to Lao Duan and said, "since this lady is still angry, you go to arrange a room, and we'll sit down and have a good chat with her!"