Jing Shao's little ancestor became popular

Sheng Xi came back from a walk outside, and as soon as he entered the house, he saw that the house had been turned into a mess, as if it had been burglarized.

She was startled, but quickly calmed down.

"Come on, let me tidy up the room first and see what's missing."

The servants moved the stools, and Sheng Xi sat at the door and watched them tidy up, comparing the same records...

result……

There was a sneer on her face, and after making the room like this, she didn't lose any valuables, but only three that seemed worthless. It was true that the cloth pillows that she had worked so hard to prepare for her grandpa for three months were twisted in a mess... …

The various calming herbs filled inside were scattered all over the place...

Sheng Xi picked up the pillow that she had painstakingly stitched together, and looked coldly at the servant behind her, "Who has been to my room?"

"Ning, Miss Ning." The servants replied shyly, and they all guessed something in their hearts...

"Oh, Ning Wan'er, you really want to die."

Holding the broken small pillow in her hand, Sheng Xi walked towards Ning Wan'er's room with a cold expression, without any hesitation.

After rebirth, if she still swallowed her humiliation in the face of bullying like before, then God would be ashamed to let her live again.

Ning Wan'er wanted to die, she, Sheng Xi, wouldn't mind giving her a ride!
With a "bang", the black Martin boots kicked directly towards Ning Wan'er's bedroom door. Ning Wan'er, who was proudly facing the mirror inside, trembled in fright, and the eyeliner drew a long line on her eyes.

"Are you courting death? Sheng Xi?"

Ning Wan'er threw down the eyeliner angrily, stared at Sheng Xi in the mirror,

"Bitch, who allowed you to enter my room?"

Sheng Xi held the small pillow and said indifferently, "Did you cut it?"

Ning Wan'er's face froze for a second, and then quickly returned to normal. She looked at the small pillow in Sheng Xi's hand with distaste, "What kind of thing is this? It's not ugly at all. Don't use it to obstruct my eyes."

"So you don't admit it?" Sheng Xi stared at Ning Wan'er so coldly. She was already taller than Ning Wan'er, and her aura made Ning Wan'er dare not raise her head. Take the sharp knife, wait for Ning Wan'er to admit it, then stab it fiercely.

Ning Wan'er was enraged, she threw off the rag pillow in Sheng Xi's hand, stepped it on the ground, and then stomped her feet fiercely.

"Bitch girl, don't think that you can be arrogant in front of me now that you have won Grandpa's favor. I cut this rag. Why, do you still want to avenge her?"

As she said that, she looked at Sheng Xi happily, and said, "Bad girl, this is what you will end up with when you offend me! I saw what you would give grandpa as a present! If I can't go to grandpa's banquet, then don't even think about it." Better off!"

Facing Ning Wan'er's brazenness, Sheng Xi's expression was cold from beginning to end.

In her previous life, Ning Wan'er took a fancy to the pillow she had worked so hard to make, snatched it and used it as a gift for herself, so that when everyone gave out birthday presents to the old man, she was so embarrassed that she couldn't get anything out.

In this life, Ning Wan'er is not even qualified to enter the banquet, so to discourage her is to ruin her pillow.

Resurrecting two lives, still fucking treat her as a bully?
"Ning Wan'er, you are so wrong." The silent Sheng Xi finally spoke, her expression was calm and indifferent, Ning Wan'er was not qualified enough to provoke her.

All her movements are smooth and flowing, which deeply let Ning Wan'er know what it means to treat another person in the same way as others.

The happy smile on Ning Wan'er's face hadn't faded yet, and her scalp felt a tingling pain. She came back to her senses and yelled like crazy, "Bitch, what are you doing?!"