The female supporting role is the ultimate boss

Zhou's mother gasped, screamed and rushed forward to hit Jiangli, "You bitch, who told you to cut my scarf..."

"yours?"

Jiang Li let out a sneer, raised his hand to grab the pig's trotter that Zhou Ma had hit, and threw him to the ground with his backhand force.

Mother Zhou might as well, she fell all over the place.

He got up, grabbed something and threw it at Jiang Li.

Jiang Li saw clearly what she had thrown at her, and a chill suddenly appeared in her eyes. She quickly turned sideways to avoid it, stepped forward without mercy, and raised her foot to step on Zhou Ma's wrist.

"Crack!"

"boom!"

"what!"

a bone cracking sound;

the sound of a heavy object falling;

an inhuman scream;
At the same time, it sounded in the empty living room.

Zhou's mother screamed again and again, holding her wrist, her face was as white as paper in pain, but she didn't forget to snarl at Jiang Li, "Little bitch, you dare to hit me? You are dead, you are dead... I The husband and wife will definitely drive you out, and the young master will definitely hate you even more..."

"That's all you said over and over again?" Jiang Li sneered.

It was thanks to Qiu Mingyi's strong genes that the original body could always maintain a gentle temperament.

Being bullied like this, how can you still bear it?
Is she a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle?

Jiang Li was impatient to deal with these, dropped the scissors, and prepared to go upstairs to find Jiang Muqiu.

But he was blocked by Jiang Heling.

"Sister, Mother Zhou just did a small thing wrong and said a few words wrong. How could you step on her wrist so hard? It hurts so much..."

Jiang Li glanced at her, "Why, do you want to feel the pain? I can satisfy you."

Jiang Heling was stunned for a moment, unable to realize what Jiang Li meant by this.

When she realized that Jiang Li wanted to step on her too, her face was livid with anger, she leaned closer to Jiang Li, lowered her voice and mocked, "Jiang Li, do you really think that your surname is Jiang, that you are the young lady of the Jiang family? Open your eyes See clearly, it is me who is hurt by my father, it is me who is hurt by my brother, and my mother is my biological mother. In this family, we are a family, and I am the real eldest of the Jiang family. You... are only worthy of being fat. Oily director's unspoken rules!"

"Why? Don't you pretend to be a white lotus?"

Jiang Li stretched out his hand, and under Jiang Heling's unbelievable eyes, he grabbed her face and pulled her to the sides vigorously.

Jiang Heling yelled in pain, "Jiang Li, what are you doing?"

She raised her hand to pat Jiang Li, and Jiang Li gave her two ear scratches backhanded.

Jiang Heling was stunned by the beating, and stared at Jiang Li in a daze.

Jiang Li clapped his hands, and said in a low voice, "Let me see if you have a cheeky face, otherwise, how could this tender little face of yours cover up your dirty thoughts!"

"What do you mean?" Jiang Heling looked at Jiang Li with trembling eyes.

Thinking of the unspoken rules designed by Jiang Heling, Jiang Heling became a tool for Jiang Heling to obtain resources in the entertainment industry, and suffered inhuman abuse time and time again. Due to the persecution, Jiang Heling could not die well...

Jiang Li really couldn't help but want to peel off this layer of beauty skin to see!
Let's see if Jiang Heling is as harmless to humans and animals as her face shows!
I'm afraid there are fakes if they are harmless, but it is true for humans and animals.

A thing that is not as good as a beast, bah!

Jiang Li sneered, pushed her away, and went upstairs.

Zhou's mother wanted to rush forward, Jiang Li warned her in a low voice, "Believe it or not, Jiang Muqiu will drive you out of Jiang's house with a word from me?"

Mother Zhou snorted, "You chased me away? Who do you think you are? How old are you? You are in Jiang's house, even our servants are inferior, you..."

Jiang Li glanced at the tall figure slowly approaching under his feet, with a half-smile, "Then you might as well ask your young master yourself, who am I?"