My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 32 Slap in the Face Pop Pop Pop

The man was completely unmoved, continuing to slap her across the face, one blow after another, making her cry out in pain.

Lin Yilin snapped out of it after receiving a slap, only then realizing that the man before her was Lu Qing!

The one man Yan Jing absolutely couldn’t afford to offend!

She had acted covertly, but who would have thought she’d run into that idiot Cheng Hong!

He caused such a commotion, even injuring that so-called Mrs. Lu. Wasn’t this a slap to Lu Qing’s face?

Who was Lu Qing?

In the entire venue, who would dare cross him?

A petty real estate tycoon meant nothing. That fool! Because of him, she had been dragged down with him.

She forced herself to endure it. Even after being slapped over ten times, she didn’t make a sound.

As for Cheng Hong, he was already crying for his parents, but in the end, the pain was so unbearable that he couldn’t even cry anymore.

In the end, their faces were swollen beyond recognition, with no trace of their once delicate looks.

Lu Qing had been watching coldly the entire time, like a lofty monarch. With one gesture, the men finally stopped.

He stood up and walked to the two of them. He was tall, and his face was still devastatingly handsome, as if he were God’s most meticulously crafted creation. But his heart was as cold and hard as stone.

"From now on, don’t ever appear in my sight."

It was a warning.

Lin Yilin nodded hurriedly, not daring even to look at him. Her body stiff, any thought of Lu Qing had completely vanished—he was a devil!

To offend him was akin to descending into hell. How could she even entertain any fantasies?

Not implicating her family was already the best of the worst outcomes!

Just then, someone suddenly barged in, crying out in alarm:

"Honghong, you... what happened to you!"

The person who came in was Cheng Hong’s father, Cheng Chong!

Cheng Hong, who had been too terrified to cry earlier, instantly burst into tears upon seeing her backup:

"Dad, Lu Qing had people beat me! You have to avenge me!"

Cheng Chong stepped forward, heart aching as he looked at his daughter’s once-beautiful face now beaten into a swollen mess. He spoke indignantly:

"Young Master Lu, I don’t know what my daughter could have done to offend you to the point that you’d lay hands on a mere girl."

Lu Qing glanced at him lightly, as though he didn’t even have the patience to respond.

Han Shu, standing to the side, respectfully said:

"Young Master Lu, please step outside and take a rest. I’ll handle the matter here."

Cheng Chong watched as Lu Qing walked out, and as if possessed by fear, he didn’t dare utter a single word.

The door closed, and no one knew what happened inside. When the door opened again, Cheng Chong was dragging Cheng Hong, attempting to sneak out through the back door. Their faces were swollen high, and they looked like they’d been thoroughly frightened.

Even the usually brazen Cheng Hong had her mouth tightly shut, her face pale, her expression flustered.

Han Shu blocked their path, speaking in a calm voice:

"Please leave through the main door."

Cheng Chong didn’t dare utter even a single word and pulled Cheng Hong along, obediently walking across the venue, letting all the notable figures there see their pitiful state. Not only did they endure all the strange stares, but also extreme humiliation!

They finally made it out of the venue, but reporters swarmed over like a flood. Cheng Chong ignored them all, dragging Cheng Hong and running forward until they finally got into a car.

Before Cheng Hong could even catch her breath, Cheng Chong slapped her harshly across the face and cursed:

"Who told you to mess with Lu Qing! You’re going to kill me!"

Now, they had thoroughly offended Lu Qing, and Cheng Chong feared his career as a diplomat was effectively over. Cheng Hong had always been a spoiled and pampered young lady at home. She had been incredibly willful, but today, everything seemed to have been upended. She was terrified, not even knowing how to cry anymore.

"You useless wretch! Don’t ever show your face in public again!"