Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

  Chapter 3 The little brother that the bird looks at the beauty quietly

  Xiaoqian grabbed the opponent's stick, grabbed the plastic basin in her mother's hand, buckled it firmly on the opponent's head, and stretched out her hand to push the opponent.

   "You dare to hit her again, try it!"

  The man was shocked by Xiao Qian's violence. The girl looked at the gentle, but when she spoke, she was full of aura.

At this time, Jia Xiufang was also shocked by her daughter.

  Daughter is very good at learning, she always helps with the housework, she hardly speaks, and she always speaks softly. Everyone thinks that this is an introverted child.

  But when his mother was in danger, this introverted child, fearless of an adult man, did it!

  As a mother, Jia Xiufang's inner emotions at this time are complicated.

Standing behind Xiaoqian, she felt that her daughter’s petite body seemed to have burst out of an unprecedented energy. Thinking of this girl, she would marry soon, and the sorrow and grief that had been suppressed for so long finally broke out. .

   Jia Xiufang sat down on the ground, patted her thighs and cried.

  Xiaoqian is using her powerful aura to stare at the man who dared to beat her mother. She was in a cold sweat and had been a master for a lifetime. This domineering temperament was carved into her bones, and the man was very scared by her glaring.

  I felt that the little girl standing in front of her had an aura that was even more amazing than that of an adult man. When she heard Jia Xiufang crying, the man was also scared.

   "I served you guys and met two crazy women..." But he just taught his children how to get into such a troublesome mother and daughter?

  The man turned to leave, Xiaoqian stepped forward and grabbed his arm and said in a strong voice.

   "Apologize."

   "It's clear that you are the first—"

   "Apology, apologize!" Xiao Qian repeated it again, her voice particularly strong.

  The man was helpless and could only apologize to Jia Xiufang who was crying.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I just taught the child that I was anxious, I didn't mean to beat you..." Hey, he was also very wronged, and the crazy woman who was sitting on the ground crying scratched him out several **** scorpions. , Who did he call to reason?

  Who makes his daughters only steal things, the daughters of the crazy woman are so sensible, this is the gap!

   "My life, why is it so bitter, how old is my girl, and if you marry someone, you will get married!" Jia Xiufang didn't cry because of being beaten.

  She looked at Xiaoqian as sensible, knowing to protect herself, and she felt very sad when she thought of such a sensible daughter, she would marry out, and the way menopausal women express their feelings is usually vulgar and direct.

  Xiaoqian rolled her eyes. Although she was reborn, this scene is still surprisingly consistent with her previous life.

  The man was at a loss when Jia Xiufang cried, and rubbed his hands anxiously.

   "Let's go, she is menopausal syndrome, emotional management is out of control, don't worry about her."

  Xiaoqian's words, let the man feel relieved and leave quickly.

  When Jia Xiufang heard her daughter say about herself like this, she was angry and sad, and took turns to smash Xiaoqian, "Little conscience!"

  The pot seller was standing on the side. He had been watching for a long time, and was shocked by the fighting power of the mother and daughter. After seeing that the battle was over, Nono spoke.

   "Um, basin, ten yuan for three!"

  Xiaoqian took out ten yuan from the pocket of the crying mother, and handed it to the peddler. Jia Xiufang took a bit of her bones and stood up from the ground, wiping away her tears.

  "I only got one, and there are two others left. I will go to the store to pick it with you—damn girl, you will wait for me when you go back!"

   Xiaoqian stood there, watching her face change instantly, she couldn't help shaking her head.

  This problem of not having any loss at all, my mother has continued from her previous life to the present.

   Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the vegetable stall next to it with a bucket of water, Xiaoqian walked over and asked politely.

   "Can I borrow water to wash my hands?"

  When the water ran through her fingertips, the irritability in her heart calmed down. She rubbed her hands over and over again, feeling a little annoyed when she thought of her own reaction.

  To help the child because of obsessive-compulsive disorder, she has set for herself, the person with the cold-faced devil has some collapses, why do you want to help the mother later?

  Isn’t she cold-blooded? Didn’t she say to herself, never mind patriarchal parents anymore?

   But why, when encountering things, they still react unconsciously?

  Xiao Qian stretched out her hands, letting the water droplets shine in the sun, talking to herself.

"Emotions are the most useless thing in this world. Too much affection will only annoy me. Only people who are unable to solve the crisis decently will use violence. I shouldn't do it just now. It seems that I am still young. what."

  She attributed her abnormality to her youth at the moment, using a voice that only she could hear to give herself psychological hints.

  No one can hear it, but someone can see it far away.

  On the roof of a 6-story residential building next to the vegetable market, a man in sportswear is using a sniper scope to secretly observe Xiao Qian.

  A nearby company was conducting a fire drill. As a young boss, Yu Minglang took the overall picture, but when observing the terrain, he saw a very interesting scene with a binoculars.

  A beautiful baby girl had a dispute with her mother and saved another child who was beaten by her father.

  This girl is very beautiful, with delicate features, and she wears a pair of silver-rimmed glasses. She looks like a very well-behaved girl. Why would Yu Minglang take a peek?

  Because this girl has a blood-red mole in the center of her eyebrows, which is especially like the one from Zhou Zhiruo in The Legend of the Dragon Slayer, but more beautiful than Zhou Zhiruo.

Yu Minglang has a secret. He doesn’t like the gentle Xiaozhao or the weird Zhao Min when he reads Yitian Slaughter the Dragon. He is very rare for Zhou Zhiruo’s fierce energy. Of course, this kind of secret, he won’t be outsiders. Said.

  So, when he saw the little beauty with Zhou Zhiruo's same beauty mole, the cold-faced little boss just snooped through the binoculars.

  When the girl did something to the middle-aged man in order to protect her mother, Yu Minglang almost thought that she had read it wrong. He left the scope and looked into the distance. Although he could not see his face, he was sure that Zhou Zhiruo did the same with him!

  "Little boss, what's the matter?" Yu Minglang's secretary asked.

  "The eyebrows and the corners of the eyebrows are delicate, but the fists and feet are domineering, like a flying dragon, good, very good." Yu Minglang muttered to himself.

   "What?" Secretary Xiaodouyan, dear, can you still be well? The whole unit is waiting for your order!

  In other words, although the little boss usually speaks a little, but occasionally say one or two sentences, most people really don’t understand it. It is worthy of being the most educated in the rich second generation.

Yu Minglang saw Xiaoqian washing her hands and using a scope to observe the shape of her lips. Yu Minglang was born in a school tyrant, and he also learned lip language, so Xiaoqian thought that no one could see what she said. The hint, Yu Minglang saw it without a word.

  (End of this chapter)