Quick Transmigration: Face Slapping Female Supporting Strategy

Chapter 396 Little Bamboo Horse, Run Fast 36
After getting off the plane, Xia Liang and Fang Xu walked to the exit of the airport, and saw a middle-aged man holding a sign with Fang Xu's name on it.

They didn't come quietly this time, but they had already greeted Fang Dapeng in advance, saying that they would come to see him.

Fang Dapeng was still a little happy that Fang Xu was able to come, so after knowing the time of their plane, he sent someone to pick them up.

"Uncle, I'm Fang Xu. My dad asked you to pick me up, right?" Fang Xu pulled Xia Liang, walked forward, smiled at the middle-aged man, and said.

"Yes, yes, you are Xiao Xu. Your father showed me your photo." The middle-aged man smiled when he saw Fang Xu, and said, "Give me the luggage. Come with me, Che It's just outside."

As he said that, the middle-aged man grabbed the box from Fang Xu's hands proactively and enthusiastically, and glanced at Xia Liang again, a little curious, but he didn't ask any questions, and took the two of them to the parking place.

"Uncle, just take us home. I'm tired." After getting into the car and sitting down, Fang Xu said.

"Oh. Good." The man nodded, responded with a smile, and then started the car.

From the airport, it takes more than an hour to return to Fang Dapeng's residence. The middle-aged man tried to stir up the topic several times, but Fang Xu was not very interested. Say more.

When he returned to the community where he had lived for more than a year and saw the familiar scenery, Fang Xu couldn't help sitting up straight, his back was slightly tense, and even his expression was a little gloomy.

Fang Xu felt that he might have overestimated himself before. He thought he could act calmly and call that person Dad with a smile.

However, just coming back here, just seeing the familiar environment and house, made him feel depressed, and the anger had already started to ignite in his heart, and the burning became more and more intense.

If he saw Fang Dapeng directly after a while, he might... Maybe he would rush forward uncontrollably and punch him hard.

Fortunately, Fang Dapeng is not at home now, he still has time to do psychological adjustment, instead of facing him directly.

Xia Liang felt the change in his breathing and saw his movements, so she stretched out her hand and hooked his palm, telling him to be patient, to suppress himself, and not to behave too out of control.

Fang Xu lowered his head to cover up the disgust and resentment in his eyes, took a few deep breaths, held Xia Liang's hand, and kept rubbing it, hoping to use this to divert his attention.

"Xiao Xu, are you motion sick? You'll be there soon." The middle-aged man turned into the community. From the mirror in front of him, he saw Fang Xu bent over and lowered his head. He thought he was not feeling well and was motion sick. Then he opened his mouth to comfort him.

"Oh. I didn't eat before, so I got a little motion sick." Fang Xu raised his head and said in a weak tone.

His face is not good-looking now, but it can be directly blamed on motion sickness. Even if his expression is 'stern', it is because of nausea, not to mention, he really feels nausea now.

Of course, this nausea is because of people, not because of motion sickness.

………………

Fang Dapeng is indeed rich and has started a company, so the house he bought is also a small villa with a single building. Although it is a townhouse, it is already very good.

When the car stopped at the entrance of the villa, the door opened. Dong Ruxue, who was Fang Dapeng's mistress, came out of the house. With a smile on her lips, she came to the car, bent slightly, and looked at her. Looking at Fang Xu in the car, he said enthusiastically,
"Xiaoxu is here. Come down quickly. I must be tired from working on the car."

Fang Xu actually didn't hate her in his heart, but he just had some disgust. Therefore, seeing her smiling face, Fang Xu continued to sullenly, opened the car door and went out, saying,
"Unexpectedly, you also moved here to live."

Talking, without naming someone by name, and without calling someone, is already considered impolite.

Dong Ruxue put her hot face on her cold ass, and the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't hold back anymore, her complexion became slightly ugly, but she still said, "Yes. After my sister is gone, your father will need someone to take care of him, so I will coming."

Fang Xu felt chills all over his body when he heard her sister's words, and instantly felt like returning to the early Republic of China or ancient times.

At that time, there were three wives and four concubines in the family. Among the wives and concubines, it was not the elder sister. The younger sister called her around.

"Don't call me mom that. You're not disgusting, I feel disgusting." Fang Xu helped Xia Liang get out of the car, then looked at Dong Ruxue, curled his mouth, and said unceremoniously.

"Fang Xu, you...you..." Dong Ruxue was humiliated by Fang Xu, and she couldn't hold back the smile on her face. She pointed at him, stared, and wanted to swear a few words.

"Miss Dong, Xiao Xu, I'll go back first." The middle-aged man didn't want to participate in the war between them. Seeing this, he quickly said with a smile after taking the suitcase out of the trunk.

"Thank you uncle." Fang Xu said politely, and then watched the other party get into the car quickly, and drove away. For a while, there were only three of them left at the gate of the villa.

"I don't care how long you live, this house is big enough, you live on the first floor, I live on the second floor, we don't want to mess with each other. I don't think your father wants to see us quarreling, and you don't want to make your father angry either .”

When the middle-aged man left, Dong Ruxue stopped acting, folded her arms, raised her mouth, looked at Fang Xu and Xia Liang, and said clearly.

"Cut! Who has time to quarrel with you bitch. It's a self-deprecation." Fang Xu glanced at Dong Ruxue contemptuously, regardless of her ugly face, picked up the suitcase with one hand, and took Xia Liang with the other, and walked in. inside the house.

"Fang Xu, you bastard! You wait for me." Dong Ruxue stared at the backs of the two of them, gritted her teeth, and said in a low voice.

Because she was so angry, Dong Ruxue entered the house, went up to the second floor, took her bag, and went out.

She didn't want to stay here and continue to be angry. When Fang Dapeng came back, it was time to fight and act.

In the evening, Fang Dapeng was busy with the company's affairs, thinking that Fang Xu was coming, so he didn't stay outside, but asked the driver to drive him home.

At this time, Xia Liang and Fang Xu were watching TV in the living room, when they heard the sound of a car outside, they knew that Fang Dapeng had returned.

"Brother, act well." Xia Liang pulled him to stand up, patted his shoulder, and encouraged him.

Fang Xu took a deep breath, thinking that he was about to meet the person he hated the most, but he still pretended to be happy and called him Dad, so he felt that his whole expression was a little dull.

He's really worried that he won't be able to.

At this time, Fang Dapeng had already opened the door, walked in, saw Xia Liang beside Fang Xu, his eyes lit up involuntarily, and his eyes were directly glued to Xia Liang's body, and it took several seconds before he looked at Fang Xu , walked forward with a smile, and said in a slightly different tone,

"Xiaoxu, this is what you called Liangliang, yo, it looks really iconic and beautiful, no wonder you miss it so much."

Fang Xu looked at Fang Dapeng, with a stern and murderous intent flashing in his deep eyes, he embraced Xia Liang, hooked the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Yes. Dad, my Liang Liang is naturally the most Beautiful, the best."

Xia Liang was held by Fang Xu's shoulders, she couldn't help turning her head to look at him, and found that he was different at this time, she couldn't help but excitedly held his hand tightly, looked at him, and didn't even want to blink her eyes.

"Hehehe..." Fang Dapeng smiled, put his eyes on Xia Liang again, and said softly, "Liangliang, don't be restrained, just treat this as your home. What do you want? , Just tell uncle."

Xia Liang felt that the hand of her brother he was holding was holding her face to face, and it was constantly tightening. Obviously, he was trying his best to endure it. What will I do next.

(End of this chapter)