The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

"I'm back." Anxiaxia said briskly, and entered the living room with nothing at all.

Mr. Song froze, didn't Chu Zhiyun say that An Xia Xia left the house?

"Xia Xia, you ..." Mr. Song was stunned.

Chu Zhiyun's eyes stroked a little surprise, and she quickly resumed as usual. She said softly, "Xia Xia, are you back, have you eaten?"

Anxia Shapi laughed and pretended not to hear.

Mr. Song frowned: "Did you scold your aunt Chu?"

"I don't have one." Anxia Xia looked innocent, looking at Chu Zhiyun, "Did I scold you?"

Chu Zhiyun ate a puppet with a smile on his lips: "Hehe ..."

A maid was anxious: "Miss said that his wife was a junior in the morning!"

An Xiaxia blinked her eyes and looked at Mr. Song: "If I said this to someone else, it was cursing, but I said Aunt Chu, isn't that true? Since it is a fact, why should you scorn me? ! "

Mr. Song's face turned green and white for a while: "You don't make troubles unreasonably!"

Chu Zhiyun supported Mr. Song with red eyes: "Brother ... I'll just go, I'll be late, I'm not well, and I'm hospitalized again. I'll see her ..."

"Walk slowly, it's better not to come." Anxiaxia shrugged.

She now understands the truth, and being soft on the enemy is putting herself in danger!

Chu Zhiyun wiped away her tears, and walked away in a sloppy manner. Mr. Song said sadly: "Xia Xia, you didn't mean to want a mother, so I let your aunt Chu take care of you. Why don't you understand the hard work of your father?"

An Xia Xia stared at each other: "Oh my god, you asked Xiaosan to be a mother for me? What do you think of me?"

Mr. Song's three views are absolutely problematic!

Mr. Song wiped his sleeves angrily and returned to the room with a cane.

Shi Cai's maid was leaving, but An Xia Xia stopped: "Wait a minute!"

The servant turned around, and Vino promised: "Miss ..."

"You still know that I am the young lady of this family?" Anxiaxia smiled sweetly. "Then you should also know that my mother died early, so ... why do you call other women?"

The servant shook: "But she ..."

"She's nothing!" An Xia Xia interrupted her. "She wasn't married to Mr. Song. There was no legal relationship. Mr. Song died. She couldn't get a penny!"

"Miss, I was wrong ..." The servant quickly pleaded, Anxiaxia sneered, "It's best to know what's wrong, anyway, I'm free, and some time is tossing with you!"

She stepped upstairs, and outside the room, Chu Zhiyun, who had been walking late, listened to all those words.

The fist, clenched tightly, didn't even notice the nails fell into the palm.

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The next day, the Song Family Manor.

A pot of scented tea, a piece of cheesecake, and a laptop are all that Anxiaxia has to offer.

She recently wrote a new article in a boring way. Mary Su is very popular with people who love to be loved by people and spit out attacks.

After typing a chapter, she sent it, and a male voice sounded behind her: "Ms. Song originally wrote, it's really versatile."

puff--

An Xia Xia was so scared that all the tea was sprayed out.

Looking back, he was a strange man. He was quite tall, and his facial features were still Zhou Zheng, but he could not stop his suffocation like a hooligan.

"I forgot to introduce myself. I am Si Yu." The man raised his lips. "Is tea delicious?"

Hey?

An Xia Xia suddenly felt that her eyelids could not be lifted heavily, her eyes were dark and she fell down.