253 What's a Tyrant?
Yun Ran's beautiful face flashed across Yun Qingqing's mind, and she spoke hurriedly.
You were deceived by Yun Ran. She just has an innocent and harmless face. Actually, she's vicious. Ever since she was young, she has liked to seduce men everywhere! You're just one of the men she seduced!
You're the vicious, vicious, vicious vicious balls! When the little packrat heard Yun Qingqing speak ill of her mother, she stopped eating the candied hawthorn and retorted.
Xuanyuan Yu was already filled with anger toward this family. When he heard that they were slandering his biological daughter, his eyes were filled with gloominess. The corners of his lips that had been curled up slowly froze.
Back in the Yun family, Yun Ran must have been insulted by this woman with these nasty words!
Xuanyuan Yu raised his cold eyebrows and ordered the secret guard, Bring this woman over.
The secret guard received his order and gently brought the panicked Yun Qingqing over.
Xuanyuan Yu sat on a stone bench at the side with Sweetcake in his arms. The little packrat stood on his lap and leaned against his arm to eat the candied hawthorn.
She was not even wearing her shoes. When she woke up, Yun Ran had forgotten to put on her shoes for her when she carried her off the soft couch. Her fair and tender feet stepped on Xuanyuan Yu's clothes and she rubbed her left foot on her right foot.
Her soft and fair face puffed up. Old Fish, I don't like this poisonous egg! Stinky egg! Bad egg!
The little packrat's vocabulary for scolding people was really lacking. It was just a type of egg.
Xuanyuan Yu allowed the little packrat to step on him without any disdain.
Yun Qingqing was escorted to Xuanyuan Yu by two secret guards and forced to kneel with her head pressed down.
However, she was unwilling to kneel down to the little bastard Yun Ran had given birth to. Hence, she raised her chin and mustered her courage to look at Xuanyuan Yu.
The man in front of her was dressed in black, vaguely outlining his beautiful and tight muscles. His long legs, broad shoulders, and narrow waist were clean and neat; he was like a king lying dormant in the darkness, with a hint of mystery and elegance.
Her heart was beating faster.
Compared to Mo Jinyu and Mo Chengwang, Xuanyuan Yu was a little older, but the man in front of her was the only person in the five countries who could compete with Mo Beiyuan.
He was unlike that useless Mo Chengwang, who peed his pants when he saw Mo Beiyuan and did not dare to touch Yun Ran and the two little bastards.
So what if he was a tyrant?
Mo Beiyuan was still the Ghost King! That b*tch Yunran had seduced him.
As long as she could trample Yun Ran under her feet, she was willing to sacrifice herself to seduce this tyrant.
She knew that for a man like Xuanyuan Yu, there was no lack of beauties around him. She might not be beautiful, but she was also elegant and refined. As long as she showed that she was different from other women, she would be able to attract Xuanyuan Yu's attention.
I know you're the tyrant of Wu'an. Everyone is afraid of you, but I'm not afraid of you!
Yun Qingqing raised her neck arrogantly and bit her lips. She wanted to give off a feeling of grievance, contrasted with strength.
The little packrat in Xuanyuan Yu's arms rolled its big black eyes and asked in a childish voice, Old Fish, what's a big tyrant? Why did Poisonous Egg say that Old Fish is a big tyrant?
In the past, Xuanyuan Yu didn't care about his reputation at all. A tyrant was a tyrant.
However, at this moment, he did not want his little granddaughter to think that he was a big bad egg.
Hence, he cleared her throat and said, She's farting!
This woman was gossiping in front of his precious granddaughter. Was she courting death?