Nalan Xin'er looked at Lan Zhirou who was pretending to be miserable and pretending to be aggrieved, she couldn't help but sneer again and again: "Well, there is no satisfactory place in your whole body, you can go to die. Let you die, why don't you To die?"

Ask you to pretend to see when you pretend.

Sure enough, Lan Zhirou's face turned pale, and she grabbed the dirty skirt corner: "Sister, you are too much..."

Lin Meiqing couldn't help but said: "Xin'er, how can you say that to sister..."

Lan Zijun threw an ashtray over and smashed Nalan Xin'er on the forehead: "You wicked girl, get out of here, and the whole family will not be peaceful when you come back!"

In the past few days, Lin Meiqing is careful to flatter, and Lan Zhirou is also obedient and cute. The dinner that day was carefully covered by the Lin family, but the guests at the scene knew that it was not publicly spread too far, plus the recent 1.8 billion. The real estate development of Lan Zijun is progressing smoothly, and Lan Zijun gradually loses his temper.

But when Nalan Xin'er appeared, it was a real reminder of the things that had happened before that made him lose face!

He can't wait for Nalan Xin'er to hurry up!

She appeared in front of his eyes for one second, just one more second for him to recall those shame, those shame, those failures.

Nalan Xiner squinted at the flying ashtray.

She knew that Lan Zijun was indifferent and ruthless when she was there, and she had seen him fight hard many times.

But seeing that at this moment, Lan Zijun throws an ashtray and hit her at this moment, she still feels a pain in her heart——

This time, not for myself, but for the dead mother.

Mom, how did you marry such a man? Such a man does not deserve to be a father at all! He is a vulgar beast, a beast in a suit and tie.

The ashtray is made of hard tempered white ceramic, and when it hits the head, it is a blood hole.

This man really didn't care about her life at all.

Mom, if one day, I will kill this man, let him taste the feeling of being rebellious, heartbroken, and then dying from illness, you are in the spirit of heaven, won't you blame me?

For such a man, there is no need to show any affection, are you right?

Nalan Xin'er made up her mind, squinted her eyes, and then she slid dexterously—

The toughened white ceramic ashtray brushed her hair and slammed straight at Lan Zhirou!

"what!--"

Lan Zhirou screamed in horror, trying to hide, it was too late!

A second ago, she was still gleefully looking forward to the appearance that Nalan Xiner was about to be smashed into a bleeding hole.

After a second, why did the blood hole appear on his head? !

The blood ran down her cheeks.

She closed her eyes and fainted.

Lin Meiqing also screamed: "Baby Zhirou! Mother Yao, go to the family doctor!"

When Lan Zijun saw that he had hit the wrong person, he was also a little upset: "Zhirou doesn't know how to hide!"

In a blink of an eye, she scolded Nalan Xin'er: "Look at you, you have killed your sister like this. You are really a mold star. You will cause us bad luck as soon as you get home."

Nalan Xin'er raised her eyebrows, and said, "It's your fault. It deserves it!"

Throwing off these words, ignoring the chaos in the living room, she went back to the room to fetch things.

It's ridiculous, the ashtray you threw in the end is embarrassing to blame others? Dad scum, you are so strange that you can hardly surpass.

Sister didn’t do anything, so you considered it to be a mold star. The stepmother and Blue Lotus made so much ugliness at the Lin family dinner. In a blink of an eye, you hugged them kindly and became a family. It seems You are a nest of snakes and rats in your bones, there is nothing to say!

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