Chapter 163 What Kind of Eyes Are That?
"Uncle Eleven, Uncle Seventeen, why don't you bother with this girl who is so presumptuous?"

Hua Zhengguang saw that Hua Yaoyao was going to get serious, and he became anxious all of a sudden.

The two elders who pretended not to see them before are now being used as life-saving straws by him.

"I can't control it."

Hua Deqing opened his mouth and said, "Since you have the guts to force Yaoyao and her family to die, you should have the guts to accept her desperate counterattack."

This answer made Hua Yaoyao's eyes flash.

Well, the elders of the Seventeenth Clan are as reliable as ever.

He has always been on Li's side and is a reliable elder.

"Uncle Eleven?"

Seeing that the elders of the Seventeen Clans didn't care about their own lives, Hua Zhengguang turned his hopeful eyes on Hua Dezhao again, "You have to take care of her all the time, this girl is too shameful."

"Hmph, remember now that I am your eleventh uncle?"

Hua Dezhao snorted coldly, "I've been here for so long, you pretended not to see it, you need help, remember I'm here?"

"Yes, yes, it's my nephew's fault. For my father's sake, please uncle Eleven take care of this girl."

Hua Zhengguang's face was as thick as a city wall, "This girl is so rebellious that she dared to call her grandfather by his name."

"Yaoyao..."

Hua Dezhao also felt that Hua Yaoyao was going too far, one mouthful of Hua Zhengguang, one mouthful of each would die together.

But as soon as he called out Hua Yaoyao's boudoir name, he met the girl's gaze.

What kind of eyes are those!

Having lived for such a long time, Hua Dezhao has never seen such eyes, let alone find suitable words to describe what is hidden in those eyes.

As if, as if there was a warning in those calm eyes.

The warning is: as long as he dares to say a good word for Hua Zhengguang's family, then she doesn't mind pulling the third bedroom on the road, and at the same time dragging the eleventh bedroom together.

Yes, Hua Dezhao saw such a dangerous aura from his calm eyes.

"I don't know what advice the elders of the Eleven Clans have."

Hua Yaoyao confirmed that the elder was intimidated by her eyes, and then said softly, "If you have anything to say, the great-grandson of the clan is not unreasonable."

Hua Dezhao: "..." I understand, I understand, as long as you don't understand, she won't tell you.

Hua Yaoyao continued: "The reason why they targeted the third family is that they forced the grandchildren too hard. As for the elders of the eleventh clan, the great-grandsons of the clan still respect them very much."

Hua Dezhao: "..." I see, this is a warning to him, an old man, never toast and refuse to eat fine wine.

"I just want to say, Yaoyao is on Li's side today. Eleven elders don't interfere with what you want to do."

Facing Hua Yaoyao's harmless smile on Hua Yaoyao's face, Hua Dezhao looked at the unwavering eyes, and immediately changed the words that came to his lips to be beneficial to her.

"Uncle Eleven, you..."

Hua Zhengguang never dreamed that the life-saving straw he grabbed not only failed to save himself, but was still supporting that dead girl.

"What are you?"

Just now, Hua Yaoyao was exhausted, and Hua Dezhao was angry and had nowhere to vent his anger. Now that someone brought it up, he used it to make use of it.

"What immoral things have you done yourself, and you don't know why? Why don't you obediently return the things you stole to Yaoyao!"

"No, Uncle Eleven, how can you?"

Hua Zhengguang never imagined that Uncle Eleven, whom he thought would come out to help him, would turn his back on him, "How could you be bewitched by this damn girl?"

"Why? Helping you is a wise choice? Not helping you is being bewitched?"

(End of this chapter)

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