He saw that Du Qiaoyun looked at him blankly, but he didn't move. The anxious coachman didn't care about his impoliteness. He directly dragged Du Qiaoyun into the carriage.

The coachman's series of actions made Du Qiaoyun confused. She didn't blame him for offending him.

She was not the kind of person who didn't understand. She was scared out of a cold sweat when she saw the driver in winter. She knew that something urgent must have happened, which made the driver panic.

She didn't talk too much, so she had to ask now. Instead, she turned around and sat down so that the coachman could drive.

When the coachman drives with Du Qiaoyun, he always walks slowly for fear of bumping her. Today, he is worried and shakes the whip fiercely. The horse is like an arrow on the street.

Although this horse is now reduced to the point of pulling a cart, it is not the kind of inferior horse, but the superior army horse. Because it is old, it has been eliminated. Although it is old, it is still as powerful as it was then.

As a military horse that has been on the battlefield, it can deal with emergencies calmly. It doesn't panic and bump around like an ordinary horse. On the contrary, it can take into account the pedestrians in the street when rushing. Otherwise, Du Qiaoyun and his family will get away with it and pay a heavy price because they hurt people with a vertical horse in the street.

Even though BMW is psychic, its carriage shakes violently when it runs. Du Qiaoyun is shaken in the carriage. It's hard to wait until the carriage finally comes back to Xie's house and stops. Du Qiaoyun walks down from the carriage with soft feet.

As soon as she got out of the carriage, she couldn't help tumbling in the corner.

When the coachman saw that Du Qiaoyun was so miserable, he was very remorseful. "It's all the fault of the old slave. He hurt his wife and asked her to punish him."

Du Qiaoyun didn't answer him immediately, but he vomited the things in his stomach first, then turned around and shook his head to the coachman powerlessly, and said in a weak voice, "let's go in if there's anything else."

The coachman also knows that this is not a place to talk, so he lowers his head and follows Du Qiaoyun into Xie's house.

The coachman naively thought that they should be able to get rid of the pursuers by running their horses so recklessly in the street. But he did not expect that as soon as they entered the house, a man came out of the corner not far away. He looked up deeply at the plaque with Xie's house, and then turned away.

Originally, if the master wanted to take back the woman, others would not dare to say anything.

But a while ago, the master had just been reprimanded by the leader, and now he is being a man with his tail between his legs. He also strictly orders them to act with restraint.

Otherwise, why do they have to be so afraid of their hands and feet today? Who will take each other away directly? Where can they use such trouble?

But it's very interesting. I didn't expect that the woman on the street was Xie Zhifeng's woman!

This boy has done bad things to them many times. Not to mention that the master hates Xie Zhifeng, even those people who work under him are gnashing their teeth at him!

When he finds a chance, he takes away the woman of the boy. As usual, when the master is tired of playing and rewards them, his brothers must take good care of the woman of the boy.

Such a beautiful little girl, as long as the boy alone, it's too wasteful!

Du Qiaoyun, who had vomited to death before, was walking to the house with soft feet. As she walked, she suddenly felt cold behind her back. The deep malice made her back cold. She couldn't help looking back.

But there was no one behind him. He could only see the thick black light in the distance, but he could not see the source of malice. Du Qiaoyun could not help worrying and frowned.