Noble Husband At the Door

Chapter 478

Qi Yiyun clearly saw the doubt in Samuel’s eyes. Previously, Qi Yiyun could feel Samuel's suspicion for

her. But now, what Donghao had done had undoubtedly made Samuel more vigilant against her.

Qi Yiyun, who was washing her face and brushing her teeth, put on her glasses and changed clothes,

and went to the third floor of the hotel.

Donghao didn't do anything after killing people. To him, it was just a piece of cake. In the U.S., many

flies that surrounded Qi Yiyun had died in his hands. For Donghao, protecting Qi Yiyun was a character

of his life. Besides, he didn't allow anyone to get close to Qi Yiyun.

If Qi Yiyun hadn't warned him, he would have killed Samuel as well!

"Miss." Donghao greeted her with a smile after he opened the door and saw Qi Yiyun.

Qi Yiyun walked into the room. The moment she closed the door, she slapped Donghao in the face.

Several blood marks scratched by her nails were shocking.

"Since you think you don't need to listen to my words and can do whatever you want, then get lost," Qi

Yiyun said coldly.

"Miss, this kind of trash bullied and humiliated you.

They deserve to die." Donghao lowered his head and said, gnashing his teeth.

"Whether they die or not is up to me. Who do you think you are to dare to stand up for me?" Qi Yiyun

slapped Donghao in the face again.

The wound was bleeding, but Donghao didn't even frown. He said, "Miss, I just killed two people."

Seeing that Donghao still didn't repent and didn't know where he was wrong, Qi Yiyun kept slapping

him in the face one after another.

Donghao didn't even turn his head, and he was willing to be slapped.

"As long as young miss is happy, it doesn't matter even if Donghao's face is smashed." Donghao said.

Qi Yiyun's palm was already red. This was caused by the feedback force.

When Donghao saw this, he quickly stopped Qi Yiyun and said, "Miss, let me do it myself."

Since the slap was loud and ear-splitting, Donghao didn't show any mercy.

Qi Yiyun didn't stop him. She looked at everything coldly until blood spilled from the corner of

Donghao's mouth. Then she said, "I'll give you one last chance. If you don't listen to me, I'll ask my

father to call you back."

"Thank you, Miss." Donghao bent down and lowered his head. His cheeks were swollen after being

beaten,

but he still had a grateful expression on his face.

Qi Yiyun warned, "Samuel is very important to me. If you get in the way, I will kill you with my own

hands."

When Donghao heard this, his face was full of unwillingness. He said, "Miss, if you need a chess piece,

I will be more useful and willing than him."

"You?" Qi Yiyun looked at Donghao disdainfully and said, "What else can you do besides being able to

fight? Can you solve the Qi family's affairs with your fists? Can you still fight your way into the imperial

family?"

Donghao gritted his teeth. Other than his fists, he did not have any other abilities. He could not break

into the imperial family of the U.S., but what about

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"Miss, the greater the expectation you have for him, the greater the disappointment you will feel."

Donghao said.

Qi Yiyun smiled lightly and said, "I'm sure that he won't let me down, because we are the same kind of

people. I can smell the difference in him. He and I are just for some purpose."

"Is it for Yvonne?" Donghao asked.

Qi Yiyun's expression turned cold and she said, "So what if she's Yvonne? A man's lust is the easiest to

waver. As long as he can help the Qi family, so what if I give him my innocent body?" i

Donghao's chest was burning with uncontrollable anger. "Miss, how can you be touched by such a

person?"

However, Qi Yiyun's attitude was firm. Donghao knew that if he killed Samuel, then he would never be

able t o stay by Qi Yiyun's side for the rest of his life.

He had to find a way to let Qi Yiyun know that Samuel was not the most suitable candidate. He was the

only one.

In Samuel's room, Wang Mao's breakfast was like wax to him. It wasn't that it didn't taste good; it was

because there was a hidden secret in Samuel's heart that he didn't have the desire to taste the

delicious food.