"What do you want to do?"

Looking at Zhao Cuo who showed a "scary" smile to him, Yan'er realized that something was wrong, nervously raised his hands and crossed his body in front of him and took two steps back.

"Just wanted to share my opinion with you."

The gentle smile on Mr. Zhao's face remained unchanged.

"Yan'er, just stand here and listen to you."

Madam Yan shook her little head to express her disapproval.

"You shouldn't be able to refuse what I say, right?"

Zhao Cuo showed the "unequal treaty" signed with his original smile without changing his smile.

"Yan'er has done nothing wrong, you can't bully others..."

She suddenly opened her beautiful eyes pitifully like a frightened little rabbit, but she could only move forward gently, and then Young Master Zhao stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms.

"ah!"

Yan'er let out a panicked cry.

"I told you that day not to have anything to do with me! It doesn't matter if you name it after me, and you still promote me as the founder at the tea party. When did I say that I wanted to be the spokesperson? It's not allowed.

You will make your own decisions from now on!"

Zhao Cuo said angrily, raised his hand and landed on the thick part under the Taoist robe without mercy. A clear and bright "pop" sound echoed in the room for a long time.

"you!"

Yan'er was stunned by this, and turned around to stare at him in shame and anger, mist rising in her beautiful eyes and soon filling her eyes with tears.

"Yan'er will fight with you!"

She struggled to get up from Zhao Cuo and wanted to fight back.

"Don't move."

Mr. Zhao, whose heart is made of knives, will not soften his heart when he sees her crying.

"You big bad guy!"

The pinched Yan'er's face was full of humiliation and grievance, and the crystal tears kept falling like a kite with a broken string. She tried hard to flatten her mouth so as not to cry out.

"This time it's just a small punishment but a big warning."

Seeing Yan'er's emotions suddenly turn into rain, Zhao Cuo's initial joy after venting his anger quickly disappeared, but he had no intention of comforting her gently.

"Next time you dare to act like this, I will give you a bruise."

Zhao Cuo, who would never allow "blameless stockings" to appear, said angrily.

"Yan'er won't talk to you!"

She said angrily in a choked tone, the late emperor's beauty's tear glands couldn't stop once they were opened, and big beads fell on Zhao Cuo's clothes.

"I won't be polite if you cry again."

Zhao Cuo raised his hand like a threat without mercy towards the children who had done something wrong.

"don't want……"

Yan'er was immediately startled, and pitifully raised her jade hand to wipe her tears, but she couldn't wipe away the grievance in her heart.

"I can't stop anymore... don't hit Yan'er anymore."

She sobbed and covered her little face.

"Why do you cry so much?"

Zhao Cuo reluctantly raised his hand and gently rubbed her little head to express comfort.

After receiving some tenderness, Yan'er suddenly buried her little head in his arms.

As if retaliating, he wiped all his snot and tears onto Young Master Zhao's clothes.

"stand up……"

Zhao Cuo realized that this plump, mature and beautiful woman was almost clinging to him. In order to prevent his unsatisfactory body from doing whatever he wanted, he gently tried to push Yan'er away.

"You apologize to Yan'er!"

She stubbornly hugged Zhao Cuo's waist with a pair of slender arms.

"Um……"

Young Master Zhao said the outrageous words with a look of reluctance.

"I have forgiven you."

"Shuzi!"

The late emperor's widow, who was bullied to tears, without any knowledge of herself, called Zhao Cuo childish.

"Yes Yes Yes."

Zhao Cuo nodded perfunctorily.

"Let's practice quickly."

Mr. Zhao, who just made people cry and then asked for double cultivation, is disdainful.

"oh."

Knowing that she was powerless to resist this little man, Yan'er sat up aggrievedly. The face of the foxy Meier, who had a mature charm and a girlish innocence, was still covered with tears, looking very pitiful.

"do not move."

Zhao Cuo thought for a while and took out his handkerchief, and without hesitation reached out his hand to wipe away the tears on Yan'er's face. She wanted to resist at first, but she calmed down after being glared at.

"Can you please stop hitting Yan'er in the future?"

She turned away and whispered awkwardly.

"no."

Zhao Cuo refused without hesitation.

"If you make me angry, I will fix you severely."

"You wait for Yan'er!"

She puffed up her cheeks.

"If you promise me you won't cry again, I won't beat you."

Zhao Cuo said suddenly.

"Then you fight!"

"Practice."

Looking at Yan'er who was trembling with anger as if she had heard some strict request, Zhao Cuo couldn't help laughing, then raised his chin and motioned for her to sit opposite.

They raised their hands and entered a meditative state relative to each other.

At this time, you can communicate with your mind.

"The eldest lady from the Xiao Chamber of Commerce that Yan'er told you before is going to Beijing tomorrow."

Madam Yan suddenly said.

"Will she cause trouble for you?"

Zhao Cuo responded.

"This is not available yet."

Her tone returned to normal.

"Miss Xiao's staff took the initiative to contact us and said they wanted to meet in the next few days. I asked my staff to arrange it."

"Be careful."

Zhao Cuo said in his heart.

"Such a large chamber of commerce running rampant across the world should have some background. It's not surprising that it enshrines several highly advanced practitioners. Don't be bullied."

"The thief shouts to catch the thief~"

Madam Yan, who had just been bullied, snorted coldly.

"Who dares to attack Yan'er except you?"

"I just hit you once, it seems it was too light."

Zhao Cuo responded with a smile.

"You have taken the topic astray!"

She conveyed her panic to Zhao Cuo and changed the subject.

"If you have time, come with me to see Miss Xiao."
To be continued...