Chapter 202: Appalling 2

Yuan Chengde didn't do things very authentically at the beginning, but this kind of thing happened a lot at that time, and everyone knew it.

Now that Zhang Hui and Yuan Zhihong's mother and daughter have done such a thing, everyone is very disdainful.

How innocent is a little baby? They actually exchanged their own flesh and blood for her, and her life and death are still uncertain.

It's so vicious!

The people who are good friends with the Qin family, ninety percent of them have the same good relationship with the Lin family, and they are all discussing this matter in private.

Stealing beams for columns? An illegitimate daughter replaces Miss Yuan?

It's even more exciting than singing.

There is also that iron-clad little god calculation, which is very legendary.

Old Man Qin said in a loud voice: "Okay, Old Man Lin will have to seek justice for his granddaughter sooner or later, let's wait for the result." Today is the birthday of my old lady and the little girl, don't talk about these depressing things! ”

It's really stuffy.

He is good friends with Lin Lao, and he usually loves Yuan Wei very much, but he doesn't like her character very much, who knows that she is an impostor!

Hearing this, everyone immediately obediently changed the topic.

They were so curious that they seemed to be scratching their hearts, and they were eager to go out immediately to find out a little news.

Du Zhao Zhengyang glanced up at everyone, and then continued to stuff the cake into his mouth.

Kwon Shengnan saw it in his eyes, it was really ...... Appalling!

A handsome young man, or a beautiful girl, eating cake like this makes people feel that the picture is beautiful, even if they eat more, but their figure is either long, or slender, which makes people feel that eating is a kind of enjoyment.

As for Zhao Zhengyang, he was already fat enough, and continuing to eat and drink like this will only make people laugh at him even more.

Quan Shengnan has seen all kinds of living beings, and naturally he will not look down on Zhao Zhengyang because of his obesity like others.

What happened to the fat man?

All beings are equal, fat people are human beings, why should they be looked at differently by others?

Many fat people have low self-esteem because they suffer from the disgusting and sarcastic gaze and words of others all the time.

After eating the cake, Mrs. Qin personally performed kung fu tea for everyone, and her movements were like flowing water.

Even though she is old, her gray hair is gray, her hands are slender, her movements are graceful, and she is picturesquely beautiful.

Quan Shengnan held a small carved lacquer tea tray and delivered the tea to everyone.

She is brightly dressed and has a double comb on her hair, like a delicate little maid in ancient times.

With the light of Mrs. Qin, she received a lot of red envelopes today, and she was happy to pretend to be a maid to please the old people.

She has pink face and peach cheeks, apricot eyes and cherry lips, like a flower budding in the spring breeze, her mouth is very sweet, and the etiquette is comprehensive.

When she served tea, auspicious words came out of her mouth one by one, like beads falling on a jade plate, crisp and beautiful.

Everyone laughed from ear to ear and praised again and again.

Of course, mainly because she was personally introduced by Mrs. Qin and brought with her, as if she were her own descendants.

"Brother Zhengyang, please drink tea." Quan Shengnan finally stood in front of the youngest Zhao Zhengyang, smiling and holding tea with both hands.

Zhao Zhengyang was startled, and looked up at the little man in front of him in a daze.

Her eyes were like a clear spring, and her figure was clearly reflected.

She had deep dimples on her cheeks, like a flower blooming, her face was calm, her expression was natural, there was no mockery, no disgust, no look like looking at a pig.

"Uh...... Good! Good! Drink tea! Drink tea! ”

Zhao Zhengyang put down the cake and reached for the teacup.

He was obese and struggled to move, so he couldn't help but be a little scrambling.

The busier you are, the more likely you are to mess up, knocking over the cake and falling at your feet, and the upper of your shoes is covered with cream.