Chapter 332: Poor People Must Have Hate
Villa.
Mother Jiang changed her clothes and came down from upstairs, and Sister Lu stood in the living room.
"Madame, do you want to think again? The young lady's small figure is thin and tender. Sister Lu said with some distress.
Lan Shuyue coughed pretendedly.
"It's just about fine skin and tender meat, so that she can have a longer memory."
"It's pitiful to think of how little she looks." The kind-hearted Sister Lu said with a little distress.
"Poor people must have something to hate, you know! You can't bear to look at it, you go back to your room and wait. When Jiang's mother said this, she was actually a little distressed in her heart.
But the little calf didn't go home last night, and openly challenged her on the phone, so she should be scared.
"Alright! I asked my husband if he was coming back, did he have any food he wanted to eat? Sister Lu's eyes flickered a little and said, she actually wants to find a backer for Miss! How much it hurts to be beaten by this whip if you really want to be beaten on your body?
Lan Shuyue watched her take her mobile phone and wrinkled her eyebrows.
"Put it away! What others don't know, I don't know you yet? You also feel sorry for that little calf, there is no heart and no lungs, and it is useless for her father to come, go and do your job. ”
Sister Lu pursed her lips.
"Okay!" Miss, I tried my best, I can't save you, and I can't help it, Sister Lu said silently in her heart.
Lan Shuyue sat on the sofa, holding a whip in her hand, and looked at it carefully.
"This guy does look weird, I really don't know which generation of the Jiang family left it over, can this hit a woman without hurting?" Instantly remembered the disobedient daughter in her mind, and her heart hurt inexplicably.
But remembering her arrogant little appearance last night, she was so angry that her teeth itched.
This bastard bastard, he can't be scared.
Until she heard the sound of the engine coming from the door, she who was lying on the sofa got up at once, sat up straight, put her legs on the coffee table, and looked fierce with a whip in her hand.
Until the doorbell rang and she coughed.
"Sister Lu......"
Sister Lu hurriedly ran out.
"Madame......"
"Go open the door and see what tricks she can play, she doesn't have to brush her fingerprints, she has to knock on the door, and her skin is itchy." Jiang's mother knows that naughty daughter best, she usually brushes her fingerprints when she comes back, but now she has to ring the doorbell, she must be afraid to go home.
"Yes, ma'am." Sister Lu walked over slowly and opened the door, in fact, at this moment she hoped that it was not Miss, and hoped that it would be best for her to wait for Mr. to come back again, so that there would be an umbrella!
She slowly opened the door, and the moment it opened, her eyes bulged.
"Small.... Miss.... You.... What's wrong with you? Sister Lu's eyes were as wide as a frog and said.
Because Jiang Keke's face was covered with scars, and there was still a little blood on the corner of her lips, Lu Xiaomu carried her on her back.
"Don't ask, get out of the way."
Sister Lu covered her lips, and her lips trembled.
"Madam, Miss is injured."
Mother Jiang, who was sitting on the sofa, was still sitting steadily.
"Little calf, hurry up and roll in for the old lady, come me with this, I know very well how many hairs you have."
Jiang Keke's two little hands on Lu Xiaomu's back suddenly tightened, numb, she could see this? No way!
Lu Xiaomu gently spilled a few words from between his teeth.
"If you don't want to die, close your eyes."
Jiang Keke listened to Sister Mu's words, and quickly closed her eyes, the soldiers will come to block the water and cover the earth, anyway, there is Sister Guo's acting school, don't be afraid, don't be afraid.
She soothed herself.
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