Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

It even made him unsteady even standing, and he fell down with his legs weak.

"It's useless."

Jiang Yecheng let out a low laugh, and then calmly released his wrist, and took two steps back calmly.

After that, I saw him turn around quickly again, clasping the shoulders of the little guy in front of him with both hands, looking up and down.

Although the words were light, there was a faint worry and panic, "Girl, are you alright?"

The shouting and screaming in the study just now, as well as all kinds of smashing things, and even a clear sound like a slap in the face, really made his heart almost stop beating.

It wasn't until Xiang Qian's half flushed face and a faint trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth that he breathed a sigh of relief.

But not completely reassured.

Seeing that the man in front of him showed a rare look of helplessness, Xiang Xing couldn't help but rubbed the corners of his lips, and quickly shook his head.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

She patted Jiang Yecheng's big hand on her shoulder, signaling him to feel at ease.

However, in the next second, a shadow suddenly appeared behind him.

Immediately afterwards, the fist that claimed to be the size of a sandbag swung towards the man's head again.

The little guy was so frightened that his soft eyes widened, and he didn't have time to say anything, so he subconsciously rushed forward, raised his small hand, and tried to resist the imminent blow.

However, what she didn't expect was that.

Jiang Yecheng seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, while lightly raising the corners of Qiangui's lips, he raised his big hand as if he had expected it, and grabbed it behind his head.

He actually successfully grabbed Xiang Qian's wrist again.

"Ah."

The man sneered ruthlessly, and after throwing Xiang Qian's stunned right fist away, he turned around leisurely and faced him.

Raising his hand, he slowly approached Xiang Qian while pressing his creaky knuckles.

The obsidian-like eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on his lips was as terrifying as a devil, making people shudder.

"Little cousin, if Jiang Mingen were like you, he would probably be able to live in our nursing home for the rest of his life."

When the words fell, Xiang Qian suddenly realized that for some reason, he was forced back into the corner by the man.

Looking at his terrifying smile, and then looking at his arms that were much stronger than his own small bamboo poles, Xiang Qian paused and swallowed hard.

There is one thing to say, one thing, he has heard Youyou say many times about the terrifying level of this man.

Moreover, even Aunt Tao Yang, who was comparable to the heroine of Shuangwen when she was young, lost to him for nearly twenty years.

This kind of people……

He was cowardly, really cowardly.

Just when Xiang Qian panicked, not knowing what to do next.

However, he suddenly heard an old and angry shouting from behind Jiang Yecheng.

"Acheng, go to the side! I'm going to teach this stinky boy a lesson myself!"

I saw that Mr. Xiang Yan returned to the hall of this mansion at some point.

He even came to Jiang Yecheng's side and pushed him to the side.

After that, he raised his trembling hand and slapped the unworthy grandson who had not recovered yet.

This is a good move. Xiang Qian, who originally only had half of his face reddened, is now bilaterally symmetrical.

When Xiang Qian saw that his grandfather couldn't help but beat himself, the grievances in his heart that were intertwined with anger suddenly rushed out, causing him to cry like a child with a wow...

"You...why are everyone bullying me! Why!!"

Because you are a fool.

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Thank you Mo Ran, Qian Huanyu, and Tangxi for their rewards~

Good night for tickets~