Chapter 83

amily gathering.Rememberin one secondLet me know if you'd like to translate anything else!"No!"Zhao Ping'an immediately said, "Tell me his name and where he is now, I'll go find him!"Seeing my father...Chapter 83

"Zhou Qiangun!"

Ye Yaoqing's face turned grim as she warned, "Watch your words! Zhao Ping'an is under my protection. Tell me what he's doing in Tianhai, and get out once you're done!"

Zhou Qiangkun didn't care about Ye Yaqing's attitude at all, and smiled: "Ye Jie, we've known each other for so many years, you actually spoke up for an outsider against me, which made me very sad."

Though she called me "sister," her expression lacked respect, even seeming a little frivolous.

He looked at Zhao Ping'an again and said contemptuously, "Toad, since Sister Ye asked, I'll be honest. The only reason I came to Tianhai this time is to destroy you."

"Today, Ye Jie is here, I won't touch you!"

"But be careful when you go out later, if you encounter a car accident or a robber, it won't be good, hehe."

If it was only about Zhao Ping'an, he wouldn't want to come at all, just a nobody. Anyone could be sent instead. But Ye Yaoqing is there, and he misses her. If something could happen between them, even better.

Zhao Ping'an raised an eyebrow and smiled, "I hate being threatened the most. If you want to destroy me, then I can only destroy you first!"

As they were talking, he opened the car door to get out. If it weren't for Ye Yaoqing still in the car, he wouldn't want her to see blood, so he'd drag Zhou Qiankun in and ask him some questions.

Remember this for one second

"Don't touch him!"

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Ye Yaoqing raised her hand and grabbed Zhao Ping'an's arm. She knew Zhao Ping'an's abilities, but once he moved Zhou Qiandao, the consequences would be very serious.'s saying This is the Zhao family's identity, and he's just giving it upEven if I smash my own head, it's worth it to give myself an identity!"Zhao Ping An!"Zhao Jixing was about to explode with anger...