Chapter 165: 12 Slaps

Qiao Chengxun squinted slightly, said with a firm voice, "The drink was tampered with, what does that have to do with my wife?"

A simple retort blocked Wan Meizhen from saying a word.

Qiao Chengxun's lips curled into a bloodthirsty, cold smile, his voice cold as ice, "If you suspect Meimei put something in the drink, bring forth solid evidence. If she really did such a despicable act, I will naturally give you an explanation. But if anyone dares to falsely accuse my wife, I will relentlessly pursue the matter to the end!"

Damn!

The heart of an old man's maiden aches!

Wen Meimei couldn't help but want to give Qiao, the King of Hell, a big thumbs up.

Truly worthy of being the top cold-faced King of Hell in the Imperial Capital, his presence overpowering, his logic clear, completely unaffected by the petty.

From now on, her opinion of Qiao, the King of Hell, had changed!