The Wife I Picked Up Is Too Fierce

er of his aunt, Xie Yuhuan, who is also his god cousin.”

Amidst the discussions, Xie Yuhuan stood up and followed.
Her old face was ugly.
Long Yuning had embarrassed herself on the stage just now, so she naturally didn’t feel good.

…

Backstage.

Looking at the chaotic backstage, Xie Yuhuan frowned and said, “Where is Yuning?”

No one answered.
Helpless, the bodyguard pulled a dancer and asked again.
That dancer said, “Why are you looking for her? If not for her today, we wouldn’t have been able to end the performance early.
The two major stage accidents were all caused by her alone.
The regiment commander just scolded her.
She seemed to be hiding in the changing room and crying.” With that, the dancer even glared at Xie Yuhuan and the others before leaving without looking back.

Xie Yuhuan brought a few bodyguards and walked towards the changing room backstage.
Just as she saw the words ‘changing room’, Xie Jiuhan brought his men into the dressing room from the other side.

Very quickly, the bodyguards chased out the dancers in the dressing room.
Then, they blocked the door and did not let anyone in.
The door of the dressing room was locked from the inside.

In the dressing room, Feng Qing smiled and turned around.
Before Xie Jiuhan came in, she heard his special heartbeat.
Xie Jiuhan walked up to her in large strides.

Feng Qing smiled and looked into Xie Jiuhan’s eyes.
She secretly placed her hands behind her back.
She had just returned backstage and had no time to treat her wounds.
Her hands and forearms were covered in blood.
She was afraid that the man would be angry.

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The man’s eagle eyes were dark and shone with a cold light that made people not dare to look at him.
“Take your hands out!”

Feng Qing lowered her head and obediently took out her hands.
Her snow-white arms were dyed in a bewitching red, and a few blood marks exuded a sweet smell.

Xie Jiuhan’s expression was gloomy.
The muscles on his face twitched subconsciously.
The tragic scene of Feng Qing’s hands kept stimulating his brain, and the irritable genes in his body were restless.

“Little Jiu Jiu, can you not be angry? I promise I won’t do it again.” Feng Qing’s voice was soft.
“Help me bandage it again..
The gauze has grown into the scab.
I can’t get it off…”