Fake daughters are wealthy

Chapter 20 Sister Nian always slaps her face

The girl looked at Jiang Xianrou with her beautiful black eyes, and her eyes were full of hostility: "Since the first day I arrived in Beijing, you have been asking me to explain."

"Jiang Xianrou, have you explained to me about the school celebration?" It was a dry sentence, and it didn't save any face.

Jiang Xianrou, who asked, was speechless, standing where she was, her fair goose-egg face turned blue and white, pinching the palms of her hands: "I..."

"Weibo, have you explained yet?"

Qiao Nian had long endured enough of Jiang's second bedroom group, from Tang Wanru to Jiang Xianrou to Jiang Yao who ran out of nowhere, she thought she had enough patience with them, but the facts proved that, Enough patience will only make the opponent go online!

For example, now that she just got in a friend's car, they dared to make a scene at home and ask her for an explanation.

Chick, she looks like someone who likes to explain?

In the illegal area, no one asked her for an explanation. In Jiang's palm-sized place, people came to her every day to ask for an explanation.

K, she gave them an explanation, it depends on whether they can accept it!

Qiao Nian's eyes were filled with blood and anger, and he asked her in a cool voice, "And the school girl you played with me on the Internet is called Zhao Ruoqi, have you explained it?"

"Qiao Nian, don't change the subject. We're talking about you, not about me!" Jiang Xianrou's eyes darkened slightly, and her blood rushed to her head, completely unaware of Qiao Nian's mention of Weibo.

But the girl raised her hand and pulled the peaked cap again, and looked at her expressionlessly: "Jiang Xianrou, you haven't explained anything about yourself, why do you ask me to explain it to you aggressively. Who are you? It is stipulated in the dictionary You, Jiang Xianrou, don't need to explain to anyone. Others have to surround you? Which page is it written on? I'll go and read it. "

This is a slap in the face!

Jiang Xianrou's fingertips were trembling. She didn't know if she was angry or because she couldn't hold back her face. She was ashamed. Her oval face was flushed with anger, but she couldn't speak a word.

Jiang Yao looked at his sister slumped and had a headache, but Qiao Nian's few words also made him feel a little bit embarrassed.There was a hint of headache on his handsome face, first he said to Qiao Nian: "Qiao Nian, Xianrou is also for your own good."

He thought that if he intervened, Qiao Nian would give him some relief.

Unexpectedly, the girl's brows and eyes were very cold, she raised her chin, looked at him, and said in a cold voice, "So you think that as long as you 'do my best', you can stand on the commanding heights of morality and guide everyone's life?"

Jiang Yao was speechless.

The girl didn't even bother to look at him, and sent him a sentence: "No, I don't need this kind of 'for my own good' person."

At this moment, Jiang Zongjin handed over the peeled orange, with mild eyebrows and gentle eyes, afraid that the girl would get angry, so he changed the subject and said softly, "Nian Nian, eat an orange."

For a moment, Qiao Nian couldn't restrain the coldness around her. Fortunately, a round orange was handed over. She stared at the peeled orange petals inside, closed her eyes, and suppressed the murderous look in her eyes, leaving only indifference on her face.She stretched out her fair white wrist, took the orange handed over by Father Jiang, pursed her lips, and stopped talking.

She didn't speak, but Jiang Yao couldn't pretend that nothing happened. After hesitating again and again, he turned to Jiang Xianrou and said, "Xianrou, please apologize to Qiao Nian first."

Jiang Xianrou suspected that she had misheard: "Brother, what are you talking about!"