Rebirth of a Fierce Husband and a Fierce Wife: A Slender Poisonous Girl

She couldn't forget the agate jewelry and was so angry that she originally had a lot of jewelry and didn't care about it. But when Qingxue snatched it away halfway, she felt that it was the best thing in the world. What you can't get is always the worst.

OK.

What's more, being snatched away by the person you despise the most, you can imagine the resentment.

Mrs. Ye looked at her, frowned and reassured, "If you like it, Mom will order a set of the same for you..."

Qingyun was like a furry cat, noisy and unreasonable, yelling, "No, I want that set, it belongs to me, it's mine."

Even if it is the same style, it cannot replace this set.

Mrs. Ye was already very angry, and she had a splitting headache because of her noise. She slapped the table and shouted, "That's enough."

A naive girl, the more times like this, the more you need to keep calm.

Qingyun's body stiffened, and her eyes turned red with grievance, "Mom, you won't help me?"

She had been pampered by her parents since she was a child, had everything she wanted, and had everything she wanted. How could she have ever suffered such injustice?

Qingyu sighed softly and patted her shoulder to comfort her, "Sister, calm down. It's not that I won't help you, it's just that I can't help you at this time. When the matter is over, I will definitely help you and get it back."

She can understand her sister's mood. How can something that belongs to her be taken away?

Mrs. Ye was very pleased. The younger daughter was not sensible, but the eldest daughter was calm and scheming, and was her indispensable right-hand man.

Qingyu was filled with anger when she thought about what happened just now. How dare she contradict her? It was really abominable.

"But that girl is so bold that she doesn't take us seriously at all. We can't continue like this."

Ye Shi smiled coldly, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, "A yellow-haired girl can't change the world. The most important thing now is not her, but your father's 30th birthday. I have arranged everything for you, so you have to work hard."

In her opinion, Jian Qingxue's performance today was very powerful, which was beyond her expectation, but she was too showy, impetuous and domineering, and did not deal with things tactfully enough. Such a strong attack can achieve temporary victory, but it is not a long-term solution.

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It's just a child's trick, the method is not clever enough, and it is no match for her.

The more arrogant you are, the faster you will die.

Just let her be complacent for a few days, and then strike when she is free. Make sure to hit her with one blow, and beat her completely until she is unable to stand up.

Sister Jian looked at each other and said with some joy, "Yes, mother."

It was late at night, the stars in the sky were sparse and bright, the moon hid behind the dark clouds, and everything was dim, and the entire Jian family fell into a deep sleep.

Qingxue stood by the window wearing a snow-white coat, looking up at the sky, her heart was racing and she couldn't sleep. Is it really an illusion? Is it a dream of Huang Liang?

Her thoughts were in turmoil, and she remembered what happened during the day, and began to think about it carefully. Suddenly her face changed, "Who is it?"

A cold sword was placed across her neck, and a man in black stood in front of her, exuding a cold murderous aura, "Shut up if you want to live."

The man has a tall and tall figure, deep and distinct facial features, and a majestic and heroic look.

Qingxue didn't even blink, and said calmly, "The ten taels of silver are in the cabinet on the left, and all the jewelry is in the drawer of the dressing table. Feel free to take it."

The man in black was stunned for a moment, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, "Aren't you afraid?"

What a strange girl. She has a sharp blade but doesn't even frown. Regardless of whether she is pretending or not, her calm and composed demeanor alone is enough to make people look at her with admiration.

And when she appeared in front of a man disheveled, she didn't feel embarrassed at all. It's weird.