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Chapter 9 The hatred of the tiger(2/2)

"Why? The fuck you asked me why? There is no reason, I just don't feel good about you." Qiu Hu roared with a ferocious look.

"Five years ago, as the young master of the Liu family, you were arrogant and almost broke my legs with just one word. But you are just a waste, why are you above you?"

"I don't agree, I'm not convinced. I swear in my heart that one day, I will become the best person and let you look up to me."

"Five years later, I became a big boss in Yang City. After you lost the Liu family, you are just a waste. You are a waste, why dare you slap me in the face?"

"Is this why you hate me?" Liu Mang looked at Qiu Hu lightly, and his heart was a little shaken. He never thought that Qiu Hu wanted to step on him five years ago.

"I can never forget the scene where you hiked ten kilometers to the streets and towns to pick a rose and offer it to Qin Momo five years ago! Haha, do you know the fuck? I almost broke my legs! But how did you treat me? Just one sentence of "good" to comfort me! Why don't I hate you!" Qiu Hu roared again.

"That time, no one forced you, you volunteered. Do you blame me?" Liu Mang's eyes narrowed even more.

Five years ago, Qiu Hu just came to him. In order to gain Liu Mang's attention, he always tried every means to please Liu Mang.

Five years ago, Liu Mang was indeed a playboy. At that time, in order to please Qin Momo, he wanted to go to a street and town ten miles away to pick the most beautiful rose and offer it to Qin Momo.

But Qiu Hu volunteered to go to the town ten miles away to pick the most beautiful rose in the town.

Liu Mang still clearly remembers the scene when Qiu Hu ran back to him: he was sweating heavily, his face was pale, and his legs were trembling constantly.

Since then, he began to pay attention to Qiu Hu and let Qiu Hu do almost everything.

Later, he even regarded Qiu Hu as his brother.

He never thought Qiu Hu had a grudge from that time onwards.

"In ancient times, there were beacons to play with princes, but now there are ten miles to pick roses. If you hadn't smiled at that bitch for Qin Momo, how could I almost break my legs?" Qiu Hu snorted coldly.

"I understand," Liu Mang nodded slightly.

"But you shouldn't touch my father!"
Chapter completed!
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