Fast time travel cannon fodder: the villain boss is forced to resign

Chapter 241 Stepmother Rules 16
Qi Yuan frowned in an instant, changed his eyes, ground his teeth and patted the table, "Is it mentally ill?!"

He actually hacked her indiscriminately because she didn't know the rules of heaven!
God!
bastard!

Qi Yuan put on a sullen face, cursing Xiao Tiandao fiercely in his heart, no wonder he used to think it was strange that she acted recklessly in multiple worlds, and only the world where Xiao Tiandao exists has lightning strike her and scare her!

Jiu Yin twitched the corners of his mouth, and stood beside Qi Yuan, his monstrous figure set off Qi Yuan's petite and well-behaved figure, forcibly suppressing Qi Yuan's pervertedness, leaving only the well-behaved.

Jiu Yin raised his hand, the silver embroidered cuffs were turned upside down, and his slender fingers landed on the top of Qi Yuan's head, stroking him twice, "Xiao Que's mind, Xiao Tiandao is young and doesn't know how to govern the small world. At this stage, it is trying to manage."

"God gave it a hundred small worlds to practice."

Qi Yuan frowned, "The direction of a hundred small worlds... doesn't matter, does it?"

The sacrifice of a hundred small worlds?

Jiu Yin took advantage of the situation and sat down, a tinge of red appeared in his hand. He pulled Qi Yuan's right hand and caught a glimpse of the silver bracelet on her wrist.

Jiu Yin put the red rope into Qi Yuan's wrist, "You are right, no matter what the future of the small world of practicing hands is, it doesn't matter."

Qi Yuan pursed his lips, "Uncle, is soft-heartedness a big taboo?"

She understands that all success comes from stepping on the dead, and she should not sympathize with the eliminated ones.

But——I still couldn't help but soften my heart.

Jiu Yin lowered his eyes, his evil face was calm and peaceful, his peach blossom eyes were not flirtatious, and his hoarse voice overflowed with a chuckle, "No."

How could it be taboo to be soft-hearted?

It is a big taboo to indulge your soft-heartedness regardless of the occasion.

Qi Yuan touched the red string on his right wrist with his left hand, it seemed ordinary and a little ugly, "Uncle, where did this come from?"

"So ugly."

Jiu Yin: "...it was compiled by labor and management."

Made, learned for three days!
Xiao Que thought it was ugly? !
Qi Yuan blinked, his black glass-like eyes slightly curved, "Why did my uncle weave red rope for me?"

Jiuyin's peach-blossom eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes glanced at the silver bracelet on Qi Yuan's wrist, and he tugged: "If you want to make it up, you can make it up."

His hard work is so precious, it would be a waste to Xiao Que, who dare to say that he is ugly?
If it wasn't for worrying that she would be hurt by that devil one day, this red rope could protect her soul.

As long as she is alive, she can live.

Qi Yuan didn't know anything about it. Although she was surprised by Jiu Yin's abnormality, she didn't think much about it. My uncle would never harm her.

Qi Yuan sat for a while, and was sent downstairs by Jiu Yin, and happened to meet a waiter carrying a bowl of blood soup upstairs, and the box she was sent to was the box she and her uncle had just come out of.

Qi Yuan sensed that something was wrong, she tugged on Jiuyin's clothes, just like when she was a child, with a slight tug, he would turn around.

Jiu Yin stopped in his tracks, "What's wrong?"

Qi Yuan looked at Jiu Yin, "Uncle, why did you order blood soup?"

She remembered him saying that he hated blood products.

As for the reason, it was probably because he once raised a little rabbit, and the little rabbit disappeared on the tenth day after its transformation. My uncle waited for three days, but he didn't wait for the little rabbit to come back on his own initiative, but he waited for a bowl of rabbit blood soup.

She remembered that a certain mountain was stained with blood, and then burned for a whole month.

Later, she never saw the little rabbit in her uncle's Qingqiu Mountain.Today's Qingqiu Mountain has many beauties, each with its own characteristics.

And... Jin Xin's soul was forced to stay with her uncle.

She wanted to save her, but she couldn't resist her uncle at all.

Jiuyin pursed his lips, his tone was loose, and he walked downstairs with his long legs. In the stairwell, his figure was like a orchid and a jade tree, and his deep voice smiled, "It tastes good, why don't you eat it?"

Qi Yuan frowned, and followed Jiu Yin, unable to see Jiu Yin's cold face.

As soon as he walked downstairs, Li Su went up to greet him, Jiu Yin stopped a step, waiting for Qi Yuan to follow.

Li Su maintained an elegant and decent smile on his face. As he walked, he put his hands on his lower abdomen, with a reserved posture and a pretty face, "Mr. Mu, is it convenient for you now? My fans and friends want me to do an exclusive interview with you. You are very curious, can you see it?"

Jiu Yin glanced at Li Su, understated, and looked away lightly, "Not interested."

Li Su didn't expect Jiu Yin to refuse, she was stunned for a moment, then cast her eyes on Qi Yuan, displeasure flashed in her eyes, she guessed that it must be Qi Yuan who said something unfavorable to her, which made Mr. Mu feel dissatisfied with her good impression.

Qi Yuan ignored Li Su's gaze and tugged at Jiu Yin's cuff, "It's time to go."

Before the words were finished, Qi Yuan's cell phone rang in his pocket, and the brisk ringing broke the undercurrent in the world.

Qi Yuan picked up the phone, answered a few times, hung up the phone, and said to Jiu Yin, "I still have something to do, we will have dinner together when we have time."

Jiu Yin raised his chin slightly, looking proud, "Go, no matter how busy you are, don't forget to eat."

Xiao Que has a narrow mind, and he had to chase after his butt to feed him when he was young.

Qi Yuan: "..."

How can she not know how to eat when she is hungry?

Does Uncle realize that she has grown up?

Qi Yuan left quickly and hurried to An An's high school. She couldn't figure it out. With An An's intelligence, how could Cheng Sui send him to high school to delay him?
The campus of the International High School is huge, with a beautiful green environment. The huge fountain stream breaks the sunlight, and the radiance falls on the delicate and beautiful flower garden.

Qi Yuan was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery, and hurried to the office.

At that time, there were two teenagers standing in the office, one in black and black trousers, the other in white and white trousers. The two teenagers were distinguished by their clean and immature faces. What was even more different was the aura of the two teenagers.

The boy in black is restrained and reserved, while the boy in white is flamboyant.

Qi Yuan's light footsteps sounded, and the two teenagers turned their heads together, one with an expressionless face and the other with a relaxed smile.

Qi Yuan walked over to An An, seeing that there was no wound on his body, he cast his eyes on the young teacher who stood up, "Hi teacher, I am Cheng Haochen's parent."

The young teacher smiled and raised his hand, "Mrs. Cheng is sitting here. In fact, today's matter is not serious. After all, the child is young and is in puberty. When the blood is hot, it is normal to have some quarrels."

Qi Yuan didn't speak, and looked at An An, she didn't believe that Cheng Sui's ten years of education would produce an impulsive and reckless heir.

Obviously there is something hidden.

"It was Hao Chen who helped Mo Chen today. It was a good thing, but...the two children shot too hard, and sent the classmate from Class [-] to the hospital."

The young teacher sighed, feeling helpless. This is a veritable aristocratic school in Shanghai. To come in, the family must either have money or power. She just learned about it. The two young masters in front of her are the Cheng family and the Shen family. The family background is not bad, the only son of the Li family.

An ordinary person with no background, she really didn't know how to deal with it.

She originally wanted to invite the wives of the Cheng family and the Shen family to discuss it, but Mo Mochen didn't agree anyway, but luckily Cheng Haochen readily agreed.

(End of this chapter)