I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Again and again, again and again under the blow.

The little girl seems to be a little autistic.

He crossed his arms angrily, faced the wall sullenly, and went to the wall.

"And you!"

After talking about the little girl, the old man put his hands behind his back again, walked a few steps, stood in front of Song Qingwan, and said with a worried expression:

"Hurry up and put the knife down! A woman is playing with a knife, what's it like! For fear that others won't know that you are here for trouble?"

Song Qingwan handed the knife back to the servant who stepped forward, still full of anger and helplessness on her face:

"Dad, aren't I too angry, I just lost my mind for a while, and I didn't really plan to-"

"Come on! It's no use talking about it,"

The old man waved his hand, interrupted her, and said seriously:

"Actually, this is secondary! The most important thing is that you can easily beat the grass and startle the snake by doing this, you know! What if you let that little bastard see you come to the door with a knife, find something wrong, and run away?! Where shall we find it then? people?"

Song Qingwan: "..."

You are so thoughtful.

However, that little bastard was only five years old when he died, he couldn't even recognize the words, and he wasn't a special agent, so where could he go! !

"If you want me to tell you, just bring a few fishing rods and keep that little bastard to death!"

Saying that, the old man didn't care what Song Qingwan's reaction was, he turned around domineeringly and instructed the servant next to him in a deep voice:

"You, you'll take someone to the old house later, and bring the hardest fishing rod I've always collected—"

"No one has asked, what are you anxious about?"

Lu Junhan leaned against the wall, pinching an unlit cigarette with his articulated fingers, listening to each of them, Ying Ting's brows were a little impatient.

"Then why don't you ask!"

Song Qingwan and the old man turned their heads in unison and said in unison.

Lu Junhan: "..."

"Okay," Lu Junhan nodded casually, turning his fair fingertips, took the cigarette back in his hand, and said softly:

"Let me ask? That's what you said."

Song Qingwan looked at his expressionless cold face, and instantly remembered that the fish that had been dismembered in the kitchen before, the fish that died tragically, and the little girl could not be coaxed well, and it was difficult to stop crying in the end. cry...

Song Qingwan's expression changed!

The old man obviously thought of this, and his expression changed.

The two of them said in unison again:

"Wait!!!"

Lu Junhan raised his eyebrows lightly, as if expected, he didn't even take a step.

Song Qingwan stepped on high heels, took a few steps forward, waved her hand, and quickly dismissed him:

"I don't need you here, I'll ask myself."

The old man also said with disgust: "Yes, you just need to stay away from this girl!"

Don't come, this girl is made to cry by this stinky boy again, and the noise will kill people.

Lu Junhan: "..."

Song Qingwan hurried over and pulled the little girl who was still standing in the penalty station, who was about to die of boredom, onto the sofa.

After thinking about it, I was afraid that the little girl would not tell them who that person was.

So, I had to attack from the side and guide the little girl step by step.

Song Qingwan thought about it and asked politely:

"Li Li, are you really in love today?"

"Yes!"

For a little girl, falling in love is like having a lot of candy, it is a very happy thing.

There is nothing that can't be said, on the contrary, she is proud of it!

After all, even her father has not been in love twice, she has already been in love twice - once with her father and once with Qianqian's sister.

She is so amazing!

Better than Dad!

Thinking like this, the little loli, who felt that she was super powerful, shook her little head happily, and the two little ponytails flicked and she looked very lively.

She hummed happily:

"Li Li is in love!