"Hahaha!" Han Si Qu laughed out loud upon hearing her words, and then suddenly lowered his head, kissing her fiercely while Su Yaogeng was completely unprepared.
Su Yaogeng was utterly stunned in that moment, unable to react for quite a while.
"Slap," she slapped Han Si Qu hard across the face, pushing him away forcefully.
Han Si Qu's face was swollen on both sides.
Su Yaogeng's face flushed angrily.
Han Si Qu, like a child, winced in pain but smiled brightly.
Han Si Que's tightly clenched fist finally landed a punch on Han Si Qu's face, knocking him to the ground, where he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"What are you doing?" Su Yaogeng quickly stepped forward, blocking Han Si Qu, and coldly said to Han Si Que.
Han Si Que looked at Su Yaogeng in disbelief, "Zheng'er?"
"He is, after all, my Prince Consort, my husband. Even if he needs to be taught a lesson, it's not your place to do it!" Su Yaogeng glared at Han Si Que, her words ice cold.
