Chapter 139: Little Fist of Love

A flash of realization suddenly dawned on Wen Meimei's mind!

The reason Qiao, the King of Hell, made an exception by taking her shopping today was all because of grandfather's wishes.

She knew it! There was no way Chengxun would drag her around for no reason, especially to frivolously spend 10.42 million yuan—so it was all grandfather's directive.

This meant, in the end, grandfather still did care a lot about her.

Hahaha!

Unable to contain her excitement, Wen Meimei burst into arrogant laughter, "Qiao, the King of Hell, now that I have grandfather's backing, you can't bully me anymore, okay? Otherwise, I'll make you taste a bit of grandfather's 'love punches.'

Love punches?

Qiao Chengxun's grave and cold expression darkened even more; as if he would be childish with her.

"Get out."

"Eh~" The girl stuck out her tongue at the cool-faced King of Hell and scampered away with a skip in her step.

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Old Qiao Family mansion.