Become a Villain Wife After Transported

After the banquet, Xia Huairun first came to Jiang Tang's house.

Looking at the parents who entered the door, Xia Mengmeng, who was playing with building blocks on the sofa, lit his eyes, turned over, and stumbled over.

Her short arms embraced Xia Huairun's calf, and her face rubbed happily.

"Mengmeng." Xia Huairun stooped and picked her up. "Are you good today? Have you listened to the elder brother of the first year."

Xia Mengmeng bit her finger and suddenly said: "Rough one ..."

Xia Huairun froze.

The girl bent her eyes: "Rough one!"

The call was louder.

Ouyang Mengmeng stood behind, completely shocked and speechless.

Liang Shen skipped and said: "Mengmeng can talk, call the name of the elder brother all afternoon, I can hear my ears almost cocooning!"

Xia Mengmeng: "Rough one, rough one, rough one!"

Xia Huairun: "..."

The daughter finally talked, calling the name of another man, not dad.

Very happy, but also a bit complicated.

"Then let's go back first, thank you for the first day today, and come to bring you gifts someday."

He smiled on the first day, and his eyes fell on the little girl in his arms. The first line was soft: "Thank you, Uncle Xia, be careful on your way."

When she heard that she was leaving, the little girl who had just smiled immediately dropped her face.

She grieved and looked at the first day, reaching out to find him to hug.

On the first day, she pulled her finger and calmed down softly: "Mengmeng wants to be obedient. Will you come again on the weekend?"

She shook her head: "Rough one ..."

Looking at her daughter's reluctant expression, Xia Huairun felt a little bit in her heart. After touching her daughter's soft hair, she took her away from the Lin family. She lay on her father's shoulders and stared at him until her figure completely disappeared into the night.

Xia Mengmeng's brain development is slower than other normal children. She can only speak some complete sentences when she is four years old, and can communicate with people completely without barriers when she is five years old. When she goes to kindergarten, other children learn only It can be learned three or four times, but she has to repeat it a dozen times, even twenty times.

One day after school, Xia's parents went out to socialize, and it was Lin Chuyi who came to the kindergarten to pick up people.

The 13-year-old wore a neatly ironed school uniform, with a thin and straight figure, under the dark hair, and the skin was warm and white, with jade-like eyes flashing warm colors.

He waited quietly at the door, his temperament was expensive.

Earlier came the parents of the mother generation. They had n’t seen such a good-looking child, so they glanced at it more often.

The school bell rang, the door opened, and the children lined up from the inside. At first glance, I saw the little girl walking in the middle of the crowd.

The little girl was wearing a red and white uniform skirt, with a small school bag behind her, and the two little ponytails shook slightly with the pace, and her soft hair passed her fair and round face.

"Mengmeng." The teenager's voice was as clean and gentle as a nightingale.

Xia Mengmeng raised his head, his round eyes, beautiful and vivid.

On the first day, I bowed my head and picked her up quickly.

The car started slowly, he took off the schoolbag for Mengmeng, and took out the water to her mouth, she took a sip.

"Uncle Auntie will come back very late today, let you live in our house first."

Xia Mengmeng will stay at Jiang Tang's house for a while. Jiang Tang even furnished her with a room for the comfort of the little girl.

She blinked and said nothing.

At the first day, he leaned slightly and said softly: "Mengmeng unhappy?"

He watched the little girl grow up, whether she was happy or sad, she could tell at a glance.

Mengmeng raised her head: "Is I stupid on the first day?"

Suddenly at the first day.

He quickly recovered and asked softly, "Who said?"

Mengmeng's mouth was deflated, and her voice was soft and soft, like cotton candy. "The teacher said, the teacher said that Mengmeng is stupid, not even 12"

His eyes flickered, and beautiful fingers lightly tapped the tip of her little nose. "Mengmeng is not stupid."

She tilted her head and confused her eyes: "Why did the teacher and classmates say so?"

At the first day, he smiled faintly, "Mengmeng is not stupid, Mengmeng is only slower."

Mengmeng is still low: "Why ..."

First touched her head: "Because God does not want you to grow up too soon."

She seems to understand.

The first day laughed lowly, "Mengmeng doesn't need to be too smart, if you are too smart, you don't need the first brother to teach you how to read."

Hearing this, the originally lonely and low girl suddenly smiled.

In the second week after this day, Xia Mengmeng ’s class changed teachers. The new teacher was very young, with baby-faced smile lips. For Meng Meng ’s special, she was patient and gave 100% care.

Mengmeng likes her very much.

Since then, every time I saw the first day of the first day, I would praise all kinds of good words to the female teacher. Once or twice, it was okay. After a long time, the first day was a bit tasted.

Although Mengmeng was unresponsive, she was n’t really stupid. She clearly felt the uneasiness in the first day. She rolled her eyes and ran over to pull down the book in his hand. "

It was a few seconds on the first day.

Behind her hands, like a poem recitation, "I study hard and become as powerful as the first day."

In the heart of the young Xia Mengmeng, the first day was a god, and even his father could not compare.

At the first day, she thought she was joking, and encouraged her to leave behind. Naichengxiang little girl did not make a joke. Since then, she has spared time for fun and tried her best to learn those obviously easy, but for her it is like alpine arithmetic and poetry.

Kung fu pays off. On an arithmetic test, Mengmeng got five small red flowers for the first time. She folds the transcript neatly in her pocket like a baby, and rushes to the middle school where the first one is, waiting straight outside the school gate.

There was no umbrella on the car that day. The driver was afraid that she would be ill, thinking of calling her back. Mengmeng shook her head and stood still stubbornly.

The driver had no choice but to take off his coat and put it on top of her head.

"Uncle, you will get wet and sick like this."

The driver smiled: "Uncle is in good health and will not get sick."

She blinked and pulled him by the corner: "Let's get back in the car."

"Are you waiting?"

She said: "I'm afraid that my uncle is sick. I said at first that I shouldn't cause trouble."

The eyes were clever and the tone was sincere. The driver's smile was warm. When the driver was about to take her to the car, the school door opened. After a while, Junior One said to Ouyang with a smile.

Xia Mengmeng's eyes brightened, and he ran towards him when he broke away from the driver's hand. She was so anxious and full of joy that she just wanted to show off her achievements to Chuichi. She didn't notice the slippery feet, and stumbled to the ground.

The transcript slipped lightly from his pocket and was soaked in rain soon.

Xia Mengmeng picked up the thin sheet of paper, the handwriting was blurred, and the little red flower was smudged by the rain, and she could not distinguish the above content. She was dumbfounded, and the teardrops fell in the next second.

"Mengmeng." At the beginning of the big step, she picked her up from the cold ground.

Her clothes were dirty, her knees were torn, and her small, weeping face looked pitiful.

"Did it hurt?" The first hand touched the umbrella for her, groping for the handkerchief.

She took the time to continue crying.

She hugged her on the back and patted her back. "Mengmeng, don't cry anymore."

"I'll hold it." Ouyang came and took the umbrella.

He carefully wiped the dirt on the girl's face with a handkerchief, and pulled out clean paper. He carefully treated the wound on her knee. The wound was not serious and the skin was broken, but it was enough to make the teenager feel bad. The little girl in front of him grew up looking after him. He hasn't suffered any injuries since he was a child.

After a while, she took off her school uniform coat and wrapped her completely on the first day. Her slender fingertips fiddled with the hairline on her forehead. "Why did you come over me suddenly?"

It's okay not to ask, and when asked, she cried extremely sadly.

Xia Mengmeng had a red nose, and after taking two hits, she sent the ragged transcript to the first day of the first year, "I, I took the little red flower, teacher Li ... Teacher Li said that Mengmeng is very smart, I want to show you ... "

but……

There is nothing now.

On the first day, his eyes were slightly stunned under the calm face.

As much as she liked him in her heart, she wanted to share her joy with him, but she was still too stupid to do anything well.

Mengmeng pursed her lips, sobbing with her eyes closed.

Taking a deep breath on the first day, I slowly took the transcript soaked in heavy rain in my hand. Even though some places were blurry, I could recognize her crooked font like a fat bear, although it was a little ugly, Can be written very carefully and neatly.

The first lip outlined, looking at her: "I see, you are excellent."

The sky cleared, the dark clouds shattered, and the sun returned to the earth. A beautiful teenager, smiling like a warm spring. She stopped crying, and her inner uneasiness was filled with his smile.

"You can come to me for the first time, and I am also very happy." He added, "But Mengmeng can't run around."

She wiped away her tears and nodded.

The kindergarten had a holiday, and when Xia's parents traveled abroad, Xia Mengmeng naturally lived in Jiangtang.

The young and old Lin likes her very much, especially Lin Suizhou, who almost treats her as a pro-girlfriend. She is obedient and sensible. She is cute and clever. The most important thing is that she is better than her daughter.

Since he was more sensible, he became more slippery and didn't take his old father's eyes at all.

On the first day of the holiday, Qianqian went out to play with a few little girlfriends, afraid of insecurity, Lin Suizhou asked Liang Shen and Ouyang to follow along, followed by a few plainclothes bodyguards.

Today there are only husband and wife and Mengmeng at home, and the first day of watching the news channel.

Looking at his son, who cares about the affairs of the country quite well, Jiang Tang, who is lying on the sofa and brushing Weibo, is very sad. The child grows up and seems to have become more old.

She spit out the melon seed skin in her mouth, "First day, change the stage."

Looking back at the first day: "Can I finish this?"

He is now concerned about trade issues between the United States and China, and he has always been concerned.

Jiang Tang: "Mom depends on the bears coming and going. You will change the channel for your mom. Mom wants to see the bears coming and going."

Repeated three times in a row.

Helpless on the first day, picked up the remote control and changed channels.

Jiang Tang nodded with satisfaction. At this moment, he glanced at his son's going upstairs.

"On the first day, you have to watch it with your mother."

He paused: "I don't like watching cartoons ..."

Jiang Tang is very capricious: "I don't care, you have to watch it with your mother!"

He sighed on the first day and sat down.

Lin Suizhou, who is coaxing Mengmeng to play puzzles, whispered into the ear of the first day: "Your mother is getting harder and harder to bring."

He nodded in agreement.

"Mengmeng can bring sugar candy mother, Mengmeng does not want to abandon sugar candy mother." Mengmeng ran to Jiang Tang like a sweetheart, chubby arms around her neck, leaned over and kissed her mouth.

Jiang Tang, who has n’t been kissed by his children for a long time, almost shed tears. “Meng Meng is really the mother of sugar candy. Will you marry our family as a wife in the future?”

She bit her nails.

Jiang Tang touched her small head melon seeds: "You will marry Liang Shen in the future." After pondering for a while, she immediately denied, "No, Liang Shen is too stupid, hey, Mengmeng will marry Junior One, Junior One smart."

Mengmeng bit her lower lip: "But I'm stupid."

"It's okay." Jiang Tang waved his hand. "There's only one smart guy at home."

"..."

"........."

Seeing the little girl's serious thoughts, she couldn't sit up again and again, "Mom, if he is known by Uncle Xia, he will hit me."

This was originally intended to exonerate him so that the topic could pass quickly. What Cheng Xiang Lin Suizhou suddenly interrupted, "It's okay, he dare not."

He dare not.

Light three words, pretending to be full.

Today the adults may only be joking, but Xia Mengmeng is really remembered deeply in his heart.

Time flies and Xia Mengmeng is 13 years old and enters junior high school.

She didn't have a good junior high school, and naturally could not have a talented middle school. Xia Huairun was afraid that her daughter would be bullied. So she chose a private higher education institution, and managed to improve her whole school to ensure that her junior high school career will not be bullied.

Xia Mengmeng is petite and well-behaved, her skin is white and red, her eyelashes flicker, and Xing'er's eyes are bright and clean. She smiles very softly and tenderly. Both her classmates and teachers like her, but some people like her, and some people hate her .

In the name of taking things, Xia Mengmeng was locked in the school's storage room by several classmates.

The storage room is located in the innermost part of the fifth floor, the dark and narrow room, the shelves on both sides are piled with debris.

Except for the school staff, very few people come to this room. At this time, she is the only one who is in the dark.

Xia Mengmeng was a little scared in her heart. She tipped her toes on the glass and looked out. On the empty corridor, she could not see half of her figure.

In tension, there were colics in the abdomen, only to feel the lower body was hot, and a stream of liquid flowed down the body.

She wiped the blood behind her ass.

Xia Mengmeng's mouth trembles, and his brain is blank.

Suddenly, the clear phone ring broke the silence.

Only then did she remember that she was still carrying her cell phone and panned out her pink cell phone from her pocket. The caller ID showed the first and second words clearly.

The phone is connected, and Mengmeng's voice is small: "First day ..."

Through the microphone, the youth's voice was quiet and nice, "Did you leave school?"

At the moment when he heard his voice, Mengmeng's eyes suddenly turned red, "Woo, the first day ..."

Silence for a few seconds.

His tone became serious: "Someone bullied you?"

Xia Mengmeng bit her lower tongue and took a deep breath to hold back her tears, "I, my stomach hurts, it bleeds, no. No one cares about me ..."

He almost cried again.

He shuddered, his tone slowly and softly: "Where are you now?"

"School storage room."

"You can wait for me, can you?"

Xia Mengmeng focused on it.

After a while, the school staff who received the call came to open the door and saw the disgraced Xia Mengmeng in the room. The old lady was relieved and did not forget to complain, "You child is too careless, why? I can lock myself here. Fortunately, I am off work late, otherwise there will be no one in the school, you will be locked up for one night. "

She lowered her head and said nothing.

The old woman saw that she was terrified, and she did not continue to complain, "Go home, beware of your family's anxiety."

Xia Mengmeng bit her lower lip, covered her **** with her hand, and ran out like the wind.

It has been a long time since school and the door of the classroom has been locked. She stands alone at the entrance of the school with her back firmly against the wall. Because of her dull abdomen, she couldn't even stand.

"Mengmeng."

When it was muddy, she heard someone calling her.

The eyelashes quivered slightly, and looked carefully along the voice.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the man coming to her was blessed with elegant and elegant eyes, and faintly estranged with a little arrogance. After walking in, she was completely covered under his figure.

The moment she saw Lin Chuyi, her inner fear burst out completely.

"The first day, I hurt ..." Xia Mengmeng looked up, his face grievances in capital.

On the first day, she reached out to her: "Can you get up?"

With his palm strength, Xia Mengmeng slowly stood up.

The first day has grown into a slender adult man, Xia Mengmeng more than 150 points until his chest position, petite group, can easily be held in his arms.

He glanced down at the first sight and noticed a glowing red on the school uniform skirt.

...... So she also reached this age.

He hooked the corner of his lips, seeming to be relieved, reaching for his coat and covering her shoulders: "Go."

Xia Mengmeng rubbed his eyes and cleverly followed the side of the first one.

He stopped at the supermarket door next to the school, he went in alone, and when he came out, he had an extra bag in his hand.

"give."

Xia Mengmeng took it and looked inwards with curiosity.

Sanitary napkins, and new underwear.

The tone of the first day is still gentle: "How did physiology teachers teach?"

Mengmeng nodded.

"You go to the public toilet over there, I'll wait for you here."

She groaned and stepped back into the toilet three times.

When I came out again, the first handful of jujube soy milk I just bought was placed on her hand. "It won't hurt after drinking."

Xia Mengmeng tasted his mouth and spit out the tip of his tongue, "Hot."

She is a cat's tongue, and a little temperature can't stand it.

Helpless on the first day: "Drink slowly."

Xia Mengmeng was careful, sucking the sweet red date soy milk little by little.

"feel better now?"

"Well." She nodded. "Better."

"That's good." He was relieved, and the deep black eyes stared quietly at the little girl who was slowly drinking milk. For a moment, there was a smile on his face. . "

Xia Mengmeng froze for a moment, his face flushed red, his head droopingly, not daring to look at him again.