She, Leng Mei, is the real eldest daughter of the Leng family in modern times, and her food, clothing, housing and transportation are top-notch. Before going abroad, she went to aristocratic schools, and she was transported in and out by luxury cars. She spent a lot of money to hire famous teachers to teach piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. After going abroad, she studied
It is one of the top international Ivy League business schools.
She is both beautiful and intelligent, and she accidentally became a disciple of an outsider during her studies and learned the art of assassination. Eventually, she inherited his mantle and began to get involved in the underworld and the white world! Killing both ways!
The classmates she came into contact with were either rich or noble, and their connections spanned both political and business circles. After returning to China, she pulled the family company from the brink of bankruptcy, reintegrating the assets of the two families and successfully listing it on the market. She was even more powerful in the underworld.
, "Leng Ye" has become a world-class dark killer organization in just two or three years. The leader of "Dark Night" personally asked her to participate in the organization's merger... Who mentions her Leng Mei without respect and admiration?!
But what about now? It doesn’t matter if someone slaps you in the face for no reason, you even have to steal food to eat a cold steamed bun. This is simply unbearable for my uncle, but intolerable for my aunt!
"Little... miss..." Xun'er saw the rage in Leng Mei's eyes and couldn't help but shrink back: "Have you forgotten? It's... the master sent you to Tingfeng Garden."
What?!
The anger burning in Leng Mei's beautiful eyes was suddenly extinguished. She pointed to her straight nose and couldn't believe it: "You mean, is it my biological father who locked me up in this inhospitable place? Or is it?
He allowed those scumbags to beat me?"
Xun'er nodded timidly.
The anger in Leng Mei's eyes burned again with a "boom": "Are you saying that the grandson I scolded is my father?!"
"Yes!" Xun'er nodded firmly.
Leng Mei took a deep breath, then took another deep breath, looked up at the eaves with a hole above her head, faced the sky above her head, and stretched out the oldest gesture with the most profound meaning throughout the ages: middle finger upward,
The other fingers are curled up.
"Little... miss, what are you doing with this?" Xun'er asked.
Leng Mei rolled her eyes: "This is a very special prayer gesture that ordinary people can't comprehend."
Xun'er nodded in understanding, with unconditional admiration in her eyes. Leng Mei sat down, and Xun'er had already wiped the buns she had thrown away and handed them to her.
Leng Mei frowned and waved her hand. She was completely in no mood to eat now. Time travel was a time travel, but the current situation was so bad that even the most basic meal was a problem. She had to understand her own situation before she could win every battle.
!
"Xun'er..." She was about to ask.
Suddenly the dilapidated door was kicked open, and an old woman weighing at least two to three hundred pounds angrily grabbed Xun'er: "You little bitch! Did you steal the steamed buns? You..."
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The last sentence suddenly turned into a scream before she could even curse. Xun'er looked in surprise and saw Leng Mei stomping on the fat woman's knee and crushing her coldly: "Who are you scolding, you little bitch?"
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"The little bitch is scolding you!" the fat cook blurted out.
Leng Mei smiled, her charming eyes full of mockery: "Really? So you admit that you are a little bitch? But this Obasan, you are not small. How can you say that you are a little bitch?
It’s not about putting money on your face!”
When the fat cook heard this, she realized that she had been deceived by Leng Mei. When she turned around, she was suddenly frightened and stammered as if she had seen a ghost: "You, you... you... how can you speak?"
