Mr. Fang finally couldn't bear it anymore and called Ao Rong into his study.
Aorong quietly admired Mitty's calligraphy and painting on the wall, turning a blind eye to the murderous gaze focused on her. After a moment of silence, Mr. Fang couldn't hold back at first, and said in defeat: "You
What do you want?" He underestimated this girl so much that he didn't expect that she still had this ability.
Aorong raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, "What do you mean by this, old man? Why can't I understand?"
"You are responsible for all these things recently. Don't deny it. I sent someone to investigate." Mr. Fang was so angry that he really didn't understand what she wanted to do. "Why? These are your family members. Why would you do this?"
thing?"
Aorong spread her hands with a smile, "Because I'm bored. Who told you to lock me in the house and not let me out?" This is just one reason. The most important thing is that she feels uncomfortable in her heart. She can't make others feel better and want to imprison her.
?Then they also have to pay the price
Mr. Fang naturally didn't believe it, "That's why?"
"This is a good enough reason. If I'm not happy, I can do anything." The angrier he gets, the happier Aorong becomes. He simply takes pleasure in irritating him, which is extremely bad. "What are these? It doesn't hurt or itch, it doesn't even hurt.
No one died..."
Mr. Fang's heart skipped a beat, and his face changed drastically, "You...you still want to kill people? What the hell are you talking about? Just say it if you don't feel comfortable with it, and don't torment these people."
"What's so great about a dead person?" Aorong said something that irritated him, staring straight at his old face, "Being alive in a coffin is fun. Old man, just give it a day and you can have fun too."
"You...you..." As expected, Mr. Fang's face changed drastically, turning blue and white, as if he was performing a magic trick.
The suspicion in Aorong's heart was confirmed, and he narrowed his eyes, "Is it necessary to be so surprised? You really don't know anything..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted with a pale face, "I don't know anything, really, I don't know at all."
What does concealing the truth mean? This is
Aorong sighed deeply in his heart, feeling sad for the Fang Qian from before, "Why are you so nervous? I didn't say anything."
Mr. Fang shouted with a livid face, "What on earth do you want to say? Don't forget, I am your grandfather."