She had hot tears in her eyes and a look of admiration on her face, as if she was looking at the elder she admired most.
The camera equipment in the reporters' hands shook. Some female reporters even wanted to vomit. It was not so disgusting.
This is deliberately irritating the other party!
As expected, Mrs. Ouyang was so angry that she rushed to her forehead with anger and waved her arms to slap him down.
Yihan winked at the bodyguard beside him, and the bodyguard quickly stretched out his hand to stop Mrs. Ouyang from slapping her.
Mrs. Ouyang glared at the bodyguard fiercely, "Stop, let me go, this little bitch can't do it without whipping."
Shen Qing'er was stunned for a moment, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes, and she was actually stopped.
Damn, did you make a mistake?
She deliberately provoked Mrs. Ouyang to lose her mind and make irreparable wrong actions. This was tantamount to taking advantage of her, which would make her actions in the future much easier.
At the very least, they can win the sympathy of the world and get public opinion on their side.
She rolled her eyes, adding fuel to the fire, "Auntie, if you're angry, just hit me a few times, I won't hide."
The bitch who was brought up like this could not be justified without being beaten. Some female reporters seemed to feel the same way and wished they could give her a few slaps.
Mrs. Ouyang struggled to take out her hand, but she couldn't move it. She screamed angrily, "Don't let me go yet."
Yihan said with a smile, "Grandma, what are you anxious about? Let's just watch how she performs? It's just like watching an actor perform for us for free for fun, why not? Don't take this kind of clown too seriously. , the more you care, the prouder they will be, are you going to let them be proud?"
Mrs. Ouyang shook her head subconsciously, "Of course not..."
Yihan coaxed her like a child, "Here, pick up your phone and take pictures. Be sure to capture all her expressions."
Mrs. Ouyang obeyed the instructions blankly and was very cooperative. Her mind could not move quickly and she was completely led by her little grandson, taking pictures with her mobile phone.
Shen Qing'er was stunned as if she had been slapped. She deliberately picked such an opportunity to manipulate an old SB woman easily, but she never expected that a child would disrupt the situation.
No, she couldn't just give up, she couldn't fail.
"Auntie, our siblings are already so pitiful, do you still want to kill them all? I am really sad. Growing up, when other kids called me daddy and mommy, and the family went out to play happily, I I’m so envious…”
She cried so hard that she felt as sad as if someone in her family had died.
Mrs. Ouyang was trembling with anger, she was so mean, why should she pretend to be pitiful.
The little guy opened his black and white eyes, surprisingly bright, "Grandma, what is she talking about? Do you want you to give grandpa to them? No matter how rubbish grandpa is, he can't give it to them. Every inch of land that belongs to us must be fought for."
They come to snatch things, even if they don't care about them, they won't give them to them.
It's one thing to give it to you, but if you want to grab it, I'm sorry, I'm not that generous.
Although he is young, he has a strong attitude, is very independent, and has the demeanor of Mr. Ouyang.
Shen Qing'er's heart was filled with hatred, and she couldn't believe that she couldn't even handle a child.
"Yihan, you don't understand the pain and grievances of our siblings. It was a nightmare. Our siblings shed tears every night..."
The little guy looked curious and asked coolly, "When you were a child, you didn't have enough to eat or keep warm, so you had to drop out of school to support your family?"
"Huh?" Shen Qing'er was stunned, what do you mean?
The little guy asked aggressively. "Do you still need to sell iron or even blood to make a living?"