The door-to-door son-in-law is a wealthy family

Chapter 515 We Are Our Own People

Without hesitation, Fu Biao raised his left hand and bit his forearm hard, even biting off a piece of bloody flesh, blood dripped down.

Shangguan Qianqian shuddered a little, and nodded in approval: "Okay, you are indeed my most loyal lackey, stronger than any man in the world, even stronger than Xia Fan."

"It's just that the purpose is different."

Lin Miaoxuan was a little lost, and returned to his villa on Fuqi Road.

Zhao Lirou just came back from the beauty salon and was a little unhappy.

What makes her unhappy is that she is not allowed to watch the incident of Xia Fan kneeling at the gate of the Lin Family Group.

She was sitting on the sofa, her face full of resentment, and she was full of curiosity: "Miaoxuan, is Xia Fan really kneeling? Is he kneeling like a dog? It's so humiliating, maybe he even cried out in public?"

"There must be a lot of people watching this, and maybe even throwing rotten tomatoes and bananas at him, making all kinds of ridicule."

"It's a pity that I didn't see it. You didn't let me watch it. It's a pity. Did you take a video and show it to me?"

She stretched out a jade hand towards Lin Miaoxuan.

Lin Miaoxuan was a little annoyed, so she opened her hand.

Zhao Lirou cried out in pain, her little hands were red.

She cried out in pain: "Miaoxuan, why did you hit me? What's wrong?"

Lin Miaoxuan just stared at her without saying a word.

Two eyes, staring at the prey like a vicious beast, wanting to swallow Zhao Lirou in one gulp, she shrank her neck in fright, and quickly backed away.

She panicked and said: "Miaoxuan, what happened? Did Xia Fan make something wrong again? Don't worry, don't find me angry, I believe... I believe that you have the ability, and you will be able to fight back!"

"You forced him to give Yan Nanfei to you!"

"But don't vent your anger on me, we are our own people, and I am your woman!"

She reminded loudly.

Lin Miaoxuan took a deep breath and returned to smiling.

He nodded and said, "That's right, you are my woman, I won't do anything to you, I just couldn't control it."

He leaned towards Zhao Lirou, hugged her, touched the red hand, put it to his mouth and kissed her a few times.

Zhao Lirou was shocked, and she said coquettishly, "Miaoxuan, you must never treat me like this in the future, I love you, no matter what you ask me to do, I will agree."

Lin Miaoxuan asked: "Are you really willing to do anything I ask you to do?"

Immediately!

Zhao Lirou shuddered all over, feeling that the tone was dark and malicious.

But she still nodded bravely, and added two more words: "Anyway, I am the person you love the most, and you will not do anything unfavorable to me, so of course I will agree to you."

Lin Miaoxuan smiled satisfied, and patted her on the shoulder: "Of course, even if I do something that makes you unhappy, you must understand, because it is for our future, to enjoy everything in this world, yes Bar?"

Zhao Lirou was a little dazed, and suddenly felt scalp tingling again.

A feeling of uneasiness shrouded her heart, but she dared not say it was wrong, so she could only nod slightly.

Suddenly, Lin Miaoxuan pinched her chin and turned her face away.

He looked around and sighed again: "It will take a few more days, the fine-tuning on your face is not good enough, but there is no other way, time is short, so let's do it."

Shaking her face away, he immediately took out his phone.

Zhao Lirou was puzzled: "Miaoxuan, what do you mean by that? The people in the beauty salon gave me two fine-tunings, but they were relatively simple. Although the wound was small, it didn't heal."

"They said they would wait for four or five days, and then do the third fine-tuning. I didn't make any request. They seem to have a series of procedures. What's going on?"

"Now you say that again, can you answer these questions for me?"

Lin Miaoxuan was a little impatient, and waved his hand: "Anyway, I won't harm you, you just listen to me, don't make noise."

At this time, he had already called and called two makeup artists over.

Although Zhao Lirou was still puzzled by Monk Ruzhang Er, but seeing Lin Miaoxuan's hideous expression, she didn't dare to ask again.

In less than 10 minutes, two makeup artists came to the door, carrying delicate small suitcases.

Lin Miaoxuan took them to the study first, not knowing what to explain, but refused to let Zhao Lirou in.

She could only sit on the sofa in wonder, scratching her scalp: "Why is Miaoxuan acting so weird? What the hell is he trying to do? He keeps fine-tuning my face."

He took a mirror from the side and looked at his face.

Suddenly, his brows were frowned: "Hey, the more I look at it, the more I think who I look like? I don't seem to be myself anymore. Who do I look like?"

While she was muttering, Lin Miaoxuan came out with two makeup artists.

He said: "Lirou, I have already told them that if they want to do more in-depth makeup on you, you just need to cooperate."

Zhao Lirou opened her mouth to ask something, but was interrupted roughly by Lin Miaoxuan waving her hand: "Don't ask, I'm doing it for your own good anyway, and I won't do anything to hurt you."

"Remember, I am painstaking and kind to you. Don't let my sincerity down."

As soon as the three hearts came out, Zhao Lirou immediately shut her mouth obediently, and went to a small room with two makeup artists.

She remained in the small room for almost two hours.

After putting on makeup, I wanted to take a mirror to take a picture, but was stopped by the makeup artist.

One of them said, "Miss Zhao, let Mr. Lin see it first."

Zhao Lirou was a little annoyed: "Why did you let him see it first? Can't I see it myself? This is my face, not his."

Another makeup artist said in a serious tone: "But Mr. Lin said that your face is his, so everything depends on what he has seen, and you can't look at it first."

Zhao Lirou was even more annoyed, and shouted loudly: "What are you guys, you are just a makeup artist paid by my boyfriend. I want to see my face, can't I?"

"Get the hell out of here, I can watch it if I want!"

She was about to pick up the mirror from the side, but two makeup artists hurriedly stopped her, but she was kicked away.

The door opened.

Lin Miaoxuan walked in with a face full of annoyance, apparently hearing something outside.

Suddenly, Zhao Lirou's hands froze there.

Two makeup artists hurried forward and whispered about the situation.

Zhao Lirou straightened up, very dissatisfied and said: "Miaoxuan, look at how they do things, they put on makeup for me, I want to see my face, but I refuse to see it, why do you want to see it first? ?”

"Are they playing with me?"

Lin Miaoxuan shook his head: "No, that's what I told you. Just listen to them, because they listen to me. I'll be upset if you are so impulsive."

"Listen to me everything you say."

His voice was so severe that Zhao Lirou didn't dare to speak, and could only nod aggrievedly.

Lin Miaoxuan came over, raised her chin, and looked around.

He nodded straightly: "Yes, the painting is quite similar."

Zhao Lirou was taken aback for a moment: "The painting is quite similar? Who did you paint me like?"

She wanted to get the mirror again, but Lin Miaoxuan slapped it open.