Sun Chuan is also the first time to see such a shameless girl, she looks just cuter than Qingxiu, and ordinary people don't dare to boast in front of others, like a princess.

But Yao Ruixue doesn't seem to know what 'modesty' is at all, and she doesn't know what low-key is.

Especially in front of other people's parents, you have to follow her wishes and say that she is beautiful.

How big is this face?

Sure enough, an idiot is an idiot, and he can't even look at people's faces.

However, this is exactly what Sun Chuanzheng wants, so Sun Chuan is particularly happy about Yao Ruixue's ignorant and fearless stupid appearance who doesn't understand anything.

"Yes, Rui Xue is right, Jiajia is as smart and cute as Rui Xue. Naturally, I am the same as your Aunt Chunfeng, voting for you. ”

Boasting Yao Ruixue with a smile, Sun Chuan also took the initiative to help Yao Ruixue open the door and enter the house one after the other.

"Hahahaha, I know that Uncle Sun and Aunt Chunfeng are the best for me, oh my God, Uncle Sun, your family is really big and beautiful. Uncle Sun, it's really a good skill! ”

Yao Ruixue smiled proudly, and at the same time, she turned back and made a silent lip shape with Sun Jinjia.

When she saw Qian Chunfeng pulling Sun Jinjia vigorously, Yao Ruixue had already walked quickly to the ornamental table in the hall, picked up a small ceramic doll and exclaimed: "Wow, this doll is so beautiful, it's just like the real thing, Uncle Sun, can you give this to me?" ”

I remember in my previous life, Yao Ruixue took a fancy to this ceramic figure at the first glance when she entered the gate, and she liked it so much.

But whether she was in front of the Sun family or this family, she was very reserved and gentle and sensible, but she didn't know how to hide her preference for dolls.

Sun Jinjia knew that Yao Ruixue liked this doll very much, but that night, Sun Jinjia not only smashed the doll, but also framed Yao Ruixue, and even blamed Yao Ruixue in front of Sun Jinfa.

You must know that this ceramic doll was made by Li Baixue herself, and the eighteenth birthday gift to Sun Jinfa is also their real engagement.

At that time, Yao Ruixue was completely stunned by Sun Jinjia's frame-up, and under Sun Jinfa's anger at her, she became more cautious, became inferior, guilty, and blamed herself.

Sun Jinjia, who has endured such a long way, how can there be a reason to forbear when he enters his own door?

rushed over quickly to snatch the doll in Yao Ruixue's hand, and scolded Yao Ruixue loudly: "You village girl from the countryside, you are embarrassed to ask for something as soon as you enter my house, do you want to make a face?"

Don't tell you about this puppet, don't even think about it, this is what my sister Bai Xue gave to my third brother, let it go. ”

Yao Ruixue let go very obediently, and her body followed the direction that Sun Jinjia rushed over, stepped back and sat directly on the ground, looking aggrieved, her eyes instantly became ruddy, and she choked in a low voice: "Sister Jiajia, if you don't like me touching the puppet, you can tell me, if you don't like me to live in your house, you can also say it generously, but you push me like this......"

The conflict between Yao Ruixue and Sun Jinjia happened too quickly, and what Sun Chuan and Qian Chunfeng saw was that Sun Jinjia first ran towards Yao Ruixue angrily, and then brutally grabbed Yao Ruixue's puppet, not to mention, and even brutally pushed Yao Ruixue to the ground.

Sun Chuan, who has always been gentle and elegant, was still immersed in Yao Ruixue's words full of envy and praise just now, and felt that his daughter was very sensible, obedient, and well-behaved today.

It turned out that his daughter's well-behaved and sensible was all his illusion.

On the way from the train station to her home, she didn't lose her temper, it turned out that it was all because she was outside, and she had just entered the house for less than three minutes, and her true nature was exposed.

How can this make Sun Chuan's daughter slap her in the face, can she bear it?