Rebirth and Counterattack: The True Daughter Doesn’t Want to Inherit the Family Property Rebirth and

Beijing, Capital Airport.

A pair of young men and women stood outside the airport, simple attire, bright eyes, the same youth, the same good looks, attracting many passers-by to look back.

It was Xie Shichuan and Xia Qing, who had just arrived in the capital.

The two looked at the formation in front of them and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

There were two groups of people picking up the airport from outside the airport.

On one side is Qi Fangzheng, a close friend of the old lady of the Cui family, who looks like an amiable middle-aged man, and most people can't imagine that he has been crawling in the mall for decades.

On the other side is Xia Qing's uncle Chen Siqian, who specially took leave today to pick up Xia Qing, which is also the meaning of Old Lady Chen.

Qi Fangzheng enthusiastically took the suitcase in Xie Shichuan's hand, took Xie Shichuan's hand and led it to the BMW car on the side of the road.

"Ishikawa, tired, huh? Your grandfather is waiting for you in a hurry, let's hurry up.

From beginning to end, Qi Fangzheng's eyes did not give Xia Qing a hint, as if there was no such person next to him at all.

Xie Shichuan's eyebrows twisted slightly, and a hint of unhappiness appeared in his eyes, and he gently flicked away Qi Fangzheng's hand.

"Uncle Qi, my friend is still here."

Qi Fangzheng slapped his head and suddenly looked at Xia Qing.

"Look at my eyes, but I'm really old, I don't know who this young lady is?"

Xia Qing was unimpressed, and smiled generously:

"Hello uncle, my name is Xia Qing."

The Cui family seems to be eager to give her a killing stick.

As soon as they met, they gave her a faceless face in front of Xie Shichuan.

If you can provoke her on the spot, it is estimated that it will be in the arms of the Cui family.

If Xia Qing had just stepped into the realm of the capital and lost her temper in public, her little family temper would have been solid.

This kind of bending of the mind, Xia Qing can understand.

When she decides to take everything back from Zhao Yiyi, such a situation is inevitable.

Chen Si looked at it from the side, and his face was slightly heavy.

The Chen family's recognition of their granddaughter was almost spread in Beijing circles, and he didn't believe that the Cui family's group of foxes would not know Xia Qing's identity.

What's more, Xia Qing and Xie Shichuan have a close relationship, and the Cui family came to this set, obviously wanting to make Xia Qing have a bad reputation.

Cui Wencheng, that old fox, how much he can't look at his family Xia Qing?

Chen Si pre-cared lightly, and did not make a big splash like the Cui family.

However, he was a well-known figure in the official circles of the capital, and the Cui family actually dared to snub his niece in front of his eyes.

Chen Si glanced at Qi Fangzheng expressionlessly.

His aura was very strong, his eyes were like a sharp sword, and the emotions contained in him were received by Qi Fangzheng in an instant.

No matter what the Cui family thinks about Xia Qing, Chen Siqian's identity needs to be taken a high glance.

Qi Fangzheng smiled again, and walked briskly towards Chen Siqian:

"Minister Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time, why did you come to pick up the plane in person?"

Chen Si took a step back with a smile, staggered the hand that Qi Fangzheng had held, and walked to Xia Qing's side step by step.

"President Qi is really polite, I just came to pick up my niece, and the second elder of the family misses her very much."

These words clearly told the Cui family that Xia Qing had a lot of weight in the eyes of the second elder of the Chen family.

The Cui family wants to gain a foothold in the capital, and the Chen family's power cannot be bypassed in any way.

If you want to trample Xia Qing under your feet, you have to weigh the anger of the Chen family.

Qi Fangzheng is a ruthless character with eight faces, and his self-drying kung fu is pure.

His eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Xia Qing with a smile.

"It was indeed my blindness just now, Minister Chen's niece, standing with you, quite like a god."

Qi Fangzheng did not say nonsense, Xia Qing's eyes were the same as those of several uncles of the Chen family.

Her expression was neither humble nor arrogant, and her black and white eyes did not have a trace of haze, as if the person who had been deliberately ignored just now was not her.

Just looking at this girl's appearance, I can't imagine that she grew up in a poor mountainous area.

Qi Fangzheng was well-informed, and after a few glances, he only felt that he had indeed walked away just now.

This Xia Qing, spoiled and not shocked, the first impression is not simple.

It has nothing to do with the image of the village girl who is rumored to be a joke within the Cui family.

He looked at Xia Qing squarely and sincerely apologized:

"Miss Xia Qing, I was rude just now."

To be honest, today Qi Fangzheng personally came to the airport, just to give Xia Qing a dismount.

It is best to make Xia Qing angry and angry in front of everyone's eyes, and make a big fuss.

In this way, his little son can clearly see Xia Qing's shortcomings and accept the old lady's arrangement early.

Unfortunately, in the first confrontation, Qi Fangzheng felt that he had made a mistake.

The little girl in front of her, and the eldest lady of the Luo family, really don't necessarily kill anyone.

Xia Qing pursed his lips and smiled, and his uncle assisted, which was really extraordinary.

She looked up at Xie Shichuan, who had worried eyes, and said softly:

"Let's settle down separately first, and contact us at any time when we come back."

Xie Shichuan nodded slightly, and the look under his eyes was unclear.

The teenager and the girl each walked to their car.

Chen Siqian had just opened the car door for Xia Qing when he suddenly heard Xie Shichuan shouting:

"Xia Qing!"

Xia Qing looked back and saw the young man running over quickly, standing in front of her with a slightly red face.

Xie Shichuan lowered his long eyelashes, bit his lip shyly, and suddenly opened his arms and gently hugged Xia Qing.

The fresh soap fragrance of the young man's body floated on her nose.

He said in her ear

, word by word: "Wait for me, this is not your battlefield alone, this is the battlefield I share with you."

Xia Qing tilted his head, and his small chin fell on Xie Shichuan's shoulder.

She was a little stunned, and she couldn't help but blush in the depths of her soul.

The embrace of young people is really beautiful.

She smiled and responded to Xie Shichuan's hug.

"I believe in you, and please trust me."

I believe that she is not a dodder flower, Jun is an aspen, she is a distant pine.

Qi Fangzheng touched his nose in disdain.

I don't know why, I always feel that this young man is too villain just now.

Chen Siqian coughed unhappily, and his eyes widened on Xie Shichuan's face.

Almost, the woman's parents are nearby!

A pair of little mandarin ducks reluctantly separated, and each got into their own car.

In the Chen family's mansion, Old Lady Chen and his wife supported each other, standing at the gate looking forward to it.

Chen Ya left the United States in a fit of anger and has not called home until now.

The more the old couple waited, the more they felt cold.

The two of them compared their hearts to hearts, thinking of Xia Qing, who had been suppressed by Chen Ya's means many times, and felt embarrassed.

The feeling of being abandoned by loved ones is really uncomfortable.

They hoped to make up for the harm Xia Qing had suffered.

In the courtyard stood a middle-aged man who resembled Chen Siqian, and behind him was a petite and gentle woman, as well as a handsome and thin teenager.

The middle-aged man and his wife looked at each other, and stepped forward to gently exhort:

"Dad, mom, the eldest brother has received Xia Qing, and soon you two will be able to see her."

The young man behind him pouted slightly.

The girl who can drive his sister Yiyi to the United States is afraid that it is not a good stubble.