Han Qiyuan's expression remained unchanged, he indifferently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Miss Lan, I wonder if you even have a heart. Your brother is about to die, yet you can sit here so calmly."
"Shut up." Qin Feng had just swung his hand towards Han Qiyuan, and before it even touched him, Han Qiyuan was already flying through the air.
Qin Feng widened his eyes and glanced at Xi Yemo, whose expression was dark and stern.
Young Master Xi, so domineering.
"Ah." Han Qiyuan screamed in pain.
Ai Minzhen heard his scream, turned her head back, her face took a big scare, and she quickly went forward to support him: "Professor, what happened to you?"
Han Qiyuan pushed Ai Minzhen away, staggered toward Xi Yemo and said, "Even if you beat me to death, I still have to say this unfilial daughter, ah."
As soon as Han Qiyuan finished speaking, Qin Feng's hand had already grabbed his collar and violently smashed him into the glass window.
