Only after coaxing him well can he be taken back home.

  "Who dares to make such a request of our Yunxue?" A robust male voice came over, at the same time a broom fell in front of Luo Shaofan.

  Luo Shaofan's glass cup fell to the ground with a "crash", shattering. The scalding hot water splashed onto Luo Shaofan's fair hand.

  What's wrong?

  Qiao Yunxue stood up: "Shu Ge!"

  "Shu Yu?" Luo Shaofan recognized him.

  "You dare not respect Yunxue, I'll destroy you." Shu Yu's fist violently shook in front of Luo Shaofan.

  Qiao Yunxue took a deep breath and smiled faintly: "Luo Shaofan, are you what I meant?"

  Her eyes sparkled, and Luo Shaofan's expression was firm and gentle: "I can't give you marriage, but I can take good care of you."

  "I want marriage, not so-called love." Qiao Yunxue was distant and cold, "Mr. Luo, if you can't keep a normal heart and discuss business with me, it's best we don't see each other again."

  Qiao Yunxue was bewildered, this was her first time retreating in the face of work.

  "Stop right there, Luo Wangba!" Jo Chengkang's voice came from the doorway. "You still want to pester my daughter? If you dare to let Yunxue become a concubine, I'll dare to cut off your family line."

  "Despicable! We haven't settled the account with Yunxue from last year yet!" Zhang's mother also chimed in, "We, the old and young of Oil Painting Street, are all Yunxue's maternal relatives. If you dare to move against our Yunxue, just watch us flatten you into tofu dregs!"

  "His grandma's dog can't spit out ivory!" This was another angry shout from a neighbor, "A red lacquered toilet seat!"

  Qiao Yunxue's calm gaze fell on Luo Shaofan - the entire Oil Painting Street was filled with people who doted on her, and even the king of heaven wouldn't dare touch a single hair on her head.

  Last night, Rong Qian suggested: "After Yunxue, we can discuss things on Oil Painting Street." She didn't understand at the time, but now she does. Rong Qian had considered her safety.

  "Yunxue......" Luo Shaofeng's calm and elegant face was scorched.

  In the chaos, a green figure rushed in and blocked Luo Shaofan: "What do you want to do to my husband?"

  Qiao Yunxue rubbed her forehead. She really wanted to ask Su Qinglan which private detective she had hired, the efficiency was so high.

  "Qiao Yunxue!" Su Qinglan said fiercely, "You've led our family's Shaofan astray again..."

  Su Qinglan's words had barely fallen when a loud "slap" rang out, and she sprang into action. Shu Yu rolled up his sleeves to wipe his palm: "Damn it, I've wanted to hit this stinky woman for a year now. I hadn't even had time to look for her, and she delivered herself right to my doorstep. How refreshing! Too bad it dirtied my hand."

  "Waaahhh..." Su Qinglan covered the five-finger marks on her face, pulled Luo Shaofan and cried, "Husband, he hit me. I want to call the police!"

  "Report it!" Zhang's mother laughed, "We are all witnesses, we all saw your husband flirting with a good woman, you are an accomplice. Is Mr. Shu the painter upholding justice?"

  Su Qinglan forgot to cry and stared blankly at a large crowd of men, women, young and old.

  A group of people who can't be messed with!

  "We're leaving." Su Qinglan had always known how to read people's faces, and as soon as she saw that the situation was not in her favor, she quickly slipped away.

  She dragged Luo Shaofan away desperately.

  Walking towards the tea restaurant's gate, Luo Shaofeng suddenly turned his head and gazed deeply at Qiao Yuxue...

  "Pfft!" Xia Xinqin blocked the lecherous gaze, pulling her daughter back home. "Don't be afraid, I'll get Rong Qian to come pick you up. Hmph, if he doesn't treat my daughter well, I won't let you go back with him."

  "Mom, I didn't lose a single hair, it was Su Qinglan who got beaten." Qiao Yunxue touched her nose - what does Guan Rongqian have to do with this?