The Wife I Picked Up Is Too Fierce

who could enter the Xie Manor at will.
Therefore, Xie Jiuhan would not be surprised if she appeared at any time.

“Little Aunt, long time no see!” Xie Jiuhan went forward to support Xie Yuhuan, looking very gentlemanly.

A layer of killing intent appeared on Xie Yuhuan’s dignified face.
“Jiuhan, how are you? I heard that the seventy-two factions attacked you during your trip to Zhe City?”

To dare to touch Xie Jiuhan was tantamount to declaring war on the Capital’s Xie family.
As Xie Jiuhan’s aunt, after knowing about this, she specially flew back from abroad.
She didn’t mind destroying the seventy-two factions in Zhe City personally before she retired.

Xie Jiuhan said softly, “Little Aunt, don’t mind it.
I can handle this small matter myself.
For the sake of the Li family in Zhe City, I’ll give the seventy-two factions a chance.”

Xie Yuhuan nodded.
Since Xie Jiuhan had already made up his mind, it wasn’t appropriate for her to say anything else.
The killing intent around her dissipated.
With Xie Jiuhan’s accompaniment, the group arrived at the inner courtyard of the Xie Manor.
There was only one villa in the courtyard.
The overall shape was like a palace.
It was Xie Yuhuan’s private territory in the Xie Manor.

After entering the villa, Xie Yuhuan sat on the sofa elegantly.
Feng Qing walked over with a cup of coffee and handed it to Xie Yuhuan with a smile.

This was the first time Feng Qing and Xie Yuhuan had met.
In the past, she had only heard Xie Jiuhan talk about this aunt.
She secretly sized her up and couldn’t help but praise her.

As expected of Xie Jiuhan’s aunt, she was actually 50 years old.
However, she looked like she was 28 years old.
Her skin was extremely well-maintained, and it was smooth and tender.
Only the corners of her eyes had faint wrinkles, and that was the mark of time.
She did not have the obesity and grease of a middle-aged woman, nor did she have the depth of experience.
She was only filled with vigor.

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She wore a deep colored cheongsam, a jade bracelet.
A silver hairpin tied up her glossy black hair, making her look classical and elegant.

“Hello, Little Aunt!” Feng Qing called sweetly.

Xie Yuhuan sized her up without a trace and quickly shifted her gaze back to Xie Jiuhan.
She looked at Xie Jiuhan with a smile.
Xie Jiuhan was the favored one in her heart.
It was as if she would never get enough of him.

Xie Yuhuan took the coffee and nodded gently at her.
It could be considered as a greeting.
She placed the coffee aside and had no intention of drinking it.
The smile on Feng Qing’s face did not change.
She had long expected this situation.
This was the first time she and Xie Yuhuan had met in person..
However, in reality, the two of them had crossed swords many times in secret.