"Mom!" I screamed, ignoring politeness and rushed in without knocking. I successfully attracted the attention of the two people and froze them.
What are they doing? Have they negotiated an exchange of tokens? It looks like Mom’s hand is reaching out to receive the tokens?
I stared straight into my eyes and decided that I couldn't allow this to happen! So I immediately rushed over and slapped my mother's hand away!
"Eh? Shasha?!" Mom glanced at Director Lan awkwardly, apologized in a low voice, turned to my head, gave me another chestnut, and yelled, "Damn kid.
, have you forgotten all the manners I taught you?"
"Mom!" I grabbed her hand and gave her a blank look, "You accept gifts without asking? I want to tell Dad!" [
"What do you mean by accepting gifts without asking why?" Mom glared at me fiercely, raised her eyebrows, pinched the flesh on my face with her fingers, and said fiercely, "How dare you tell dad a story? Uh?
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It hurts so much that I grimaced. I must go back and tell my grandpa that he was subjected to domestic violence by his mother in the countryside! Damn stinky mother!
"You obviously plan to accept gifts from others." I lowered my head and whispered, what does it mean to be bullied by a dog when the tiger falls flat? Look at the dejected look I have now. Look, this is the defeat of a powerful dragon.
The best portrayal of a local snake!
Where is the truth~
"Damn kid!" My mother screamed and blasted my ears, gently knocked on my head, and screamed with good reason, "Director Lan clearly said that this is a token of engagement, so what do you mean by giving a gift indiscriminately?"
Sure enough... As I expected, these two father and son were up to no good. I glared at Lan Fan, who appeared next to Director Lan at some unknown time, and completely collapsed after receiving a malicious smile! What was this person planning?
Do you want me to follow Dou E's example and come to Feixue in June to complain about my grievances? The damn Lan family hates children.
Which one is tolerable and which one is intolerable? I can't bear it anymore! "Mom!" I shouted angrily and banged the table, no matter whether it scared the guests, big or small. How can there be such a mother? People just take whatever they want.
Han Yu, just subdued her and 'booked' her daughter out obediently? I'm obviously just a primary school student...that's all.
It is simply more unfair than Dou E’s June Flying Snow...Crow Chorus, please fly over and sing my helpless mood...
This makes me want to curse! It makes me want to bury the three of them alive in my small garden to use as flower fertilizer! It makes me want to pour boiling water from a purple clay pot directly on their faces!
All in all, it was so maddening that I had the urge to pace back and forth in the tea room and trample through the floor! In fact, I did just that.
The smiling faces of those three people hurt my eyes very seriously,
"You were obviously bought and sold by them with a piece of dilapidated Chinese furniture, and you obediently 'booked' me out!" I walked up to my mother angrily, with an expression on my face as if I had gone out to sacrifice my life generously.
"Um..." Mom shrank her stomach, smiled compensatingly, and asked hesitantly, "Shasha, how do you know the content of our conversation?"
Everyone already knows Sima Zhao's heart, so how do you know? I sighed helplessly, why did my mother only inherit my grandfather's nonsense, but not his shrewdness? It was obviously a huge conspiracy, but she actually
He was led along so stupidly, and then his daughter, who is in elementary school, was 'booked' out.
Didn't she realize at all that I, Feng Wusha, was the only child of the Feng family and the only future heir to the Lingsha Group, so I couldn't just 'transfer' it... and the 'transfer fee' was actually just an inconspicuous piece of money?
Han jade that was thrown on the roadside and no one picked it up?!
This unscrupulous mother! I secretly poked her like a steamed bun hundreds of times in my heart to vent my anger!
"Uh... How about we discuss this matter with Director Feng another day?" The old man from the Lan family interrupted tentatively, and then took out a digital camera from his pocket, "How about taking a photo of the two children first?