The Little Fairy Who Was Reborn As a School Grass Boss

Liu Meilan's face was ashen as she watched a person pointing her finger at her and accusing her.

These ordinary people living in such a shabby place looked at her with such contempt and contempt.

Why.

What qualifications do they have to look at her with such eyes and accuse her in such a tone.

She is the wife of the wealthy Song family.

Liu Meilan was out of breath, her face was ashen.

She stared at Song Xiyue and looked at her with gnashing teeth.

Song Xiyue, you did it on purpose. This little slut is quite capable.

Just like her mother.

Obviously it was Song Qingxuan who she knew first, but Liu Meishu advanced to the Song family.

Song Xiyue blinked innocently at Liu Meilan with a look of fear, What on purpose, I... I don't know.

Song Xiyue was completely a simple and weak girl, and she shrank back in fear at this time.

The neighbors couldn't stand it anymore, and many aunties also had children, I said what happened to you, you vicious stepmother trying to kill people?

What has your conscience eaten? Your mind is so vicious.

Look at you, you are not a good person.

If you disturb people in the middle of the night, we can call the police.

Liu Meilan was about to explode with anger, I said it, but I didn't.

I'm her aunt. She hid my mother. I came to find my mother.

Liu Meilan had never been so angry before, she had to explain this to others.

But she didn't want to make things worse.

She maintains a gentle and kind image in the Song family, and this image cannot be destroyed.

Also, for Song Beisha, her image cannot be destroyed.

Liu Meilan tried her best to suppress her anger and forced a smile.

Little do they know that her face-lifted face is uglier than crying when she smiles like this.

Mrs. Song, your face is too stiff when you smile, are you too much? Song Xiyue looked concerned about Liu Meilan.

Her words were specifically stepping on Liu Meilan's sore spot.

What Liu Meilan cared about most was this face, which she leaned against.

She spends a lot of money to maintain this face every year, but because there is a problem with the whole thing, her expression is very unnatural and stiff.

Liu Meilan reflexively touched her face with her hand.

When she reacted, Liu Meilan was about to explode, Little bitch, what did you say.

Mrs. Song, is that how you scold me?

Song Xiyue was very good-tempered from beginning to end, neither angry nor angry.

Instead, Liu Meilan's face turned blue and white.

I actually scold the little bitch. Sure enough, she is not a good person, and what kind of relatives are there? Who are you lying to?

Did your relative say that?

At first glance, he is not a good person.

Song Xiyue felt that it was a waste of time here and her study time.

It's almost twelve o'clock, and she has to go to bed on time.

When she came back from the rebirth, she attached great importance to her health and would not stay up late.

If there is nothing else, Mrs. Song should go back and don't disturb the rest of the neighbors.

What kind of person are you pretending to be? Where did you hide my mother?

Song Xiyue said lazily, That's my grandmother.

Your grandmother, you hide her, what happens to her body, can you bear it? Liu Meilan accused Song Xiyue from the highest moral point.

Song Xiyue said coldly: With me here, my grandmother's body will be fine. Instead, you hid your grandmother before. Could it be that you want to kill your grandmother?

Song Xiyue saw her grandmother's case. Originally, her grandmother's health was not that serious, but the medicines prescribed would make her often lethargic.

If it wasn't for her finding her grandmother that time to give her the medicine she prepared, her grandmother still doesn't know what it would have been like.