Li Qinghuan didn't, she laughed arrogantly, staring at her with her eyes, "What, when it comes to your sore spots?" Anxious? ”

The more anxious she was, the happier she became.

Why did she gain everything, and she lost everything.

Now, even her aunt doesn't love her anymore and favors Joan.

Her father is still being tortured in prison, why can she be with Mu Jingxi, and the family of three can go out to eat happily?

The more he thought about it, the more angry Li Qinghuan became.

Sometimes, people are more angry than people.

Especially this person, who is still her half-sister, her father is a poor boy, and he doesn't want anything except a little better skin.

Joan is the daughter of this kind of person, and she should have lived a miserable life, but who knows, she has a better life than her.

How can people not be angry!

"Hahaha, even if you're a broom star, even your daughter is a broom star! Look, you've been beaten into leukemia by her, and you're going to die soon! What a long eye! ”

As soon as Li Qinghuan's words fell, he was slapped by Qiao Anyang.

That's not all, Mu Jingxi wanted to cover Xiao Nuomi's ears, but it was too late, she listened to all the words just now.

The tears of grievance fell down with a snap.

Mu Jingxi was very distressed, Qiao An's slap and threw it out, Li Qinghuan was about to fight back, her hand was raised high, and before she touched Qiao An's face, she was kicked to the ground again.

This fall, all the internal organs are about to fall out.

Feeling a sharp pain, followed by spreading to all the limbs, the pain was unbearable, and she vomited a mouthful of blood.

His eyes stared at Mu Jingxi with scarlet eyes, exuding a vicious light of resentment, "Mu Jingxi, you can't die well!" ”

Xiao Nuomi stretched her little neck and glared at her angrily, "Ma Ma is not a broom star, Xiao Nuomi is not a broom star, you are!" You're a badass, the rats will eat you! ”

Qiao An stepped on the back of Li Qinghuan's hand, "Did you hear it, the rats will eat you!" ”

"Joan, you ......"

Qiao An slowly squatted down and stared at her with interest, "By the way, I forgot to tell you that my biological father is not dead." Not only did he not die, he is still alive and well, and now, he is also a successful person. It's a thousand times better than your dad who bought a murderer, ten thousand times. ”

"You're lying!" Li Qinghuan didn't believe it.

She's talking nonsense, she's lying!

"Your short-lived ghost biological father clearly died in a mining accident. Joan, how vain you are to brag about a dead man as a successful person. Are you trying to get your poor ghost dad out of your mind? ”

"Poor ghost?"

Joan rubbed her chin with one hand, "You reminded me that when it comes to poor ghosts, I believe that it won't be long before you become poor ghosts." When the time comes, Miss Li Qinghuan, a celebrity in Kyoto, will soon become a poor ghost in your mouth. ”

Qiao An and Xiao Nuomi didn't return to the private room for a long time, Sheng Lingyun couldn't sit still, and said that he had to come out to find his daughter and granddaughter in person.

Unexpectedly, in the distance, I heard a voice from the bathroom.

When I got closer, Mu Jingxi was holding the little glutinous rice with tears in her eyes, and Qiao An was saying something to the woman lying on the ground.

"Qiaoqiao, Xiao Nuomi, what's going on?"

Mu Jingxi turned around, "Uncle Sheng, it's okay, don't worry." ”

Xiao Nuomi stretched out her arms crying and fluttering, "Grandpa, hug." ”