The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

"Grandpa, this is not good."

Qu Xiangyi glanced upstairs. On the first day, she was locked up in the attic, which was really miserable.

Qu Chuanfeng's sharp eyebrows showed a trace of disgust, "You have seen her look like that. There is no such thing as a lady. If you don't care about it, if you go out to be embarrassed, it will be the face of my Qu family.

Qu Xiangyi saw that her grandfather was really upset, so she quickly calmed her down, "Don't be angry. Meng Ying should be more like an aunt, so let's take her time to discipline her. Don't worry, grandpa, I will teach her."

Qu Chuanfeng glanced at her and breathed a sigh of relief, "You are still the most sensible."

"It's grandpa who taught well." Qu Xiangyi helped her father to sit down.

But she knows very well that the old man is good to her, but always a little bit worse.

She also knew very well what was wrong.

But it doesn't matter, as long as she is still the eldest lady of the composer, her aura cannot be taken away.

As for this Meng Ying, she doesn't look like the person her grandfather is looking for.

Perhaps, what Grandpa was looking for didn't exist at all.

...

Meng Ying was lying on the floor of the attic, with her legs crossed, very comfortable.

I don't know if Nansang has gone back.

If she is gone, will that guy be in a hurry?

In the past, when she was in danger, he could be there immediately.

Now she is not enough risk factor, so there is no way to summon him?

Should she let them besiege just now, so that Nansang will come to the hero to save the United States.

regret.

Meng Ying took out her cell phone, turned out Qu Xiangxiang's number, and dialed out.

It rang several times before answering over there.

"Xiangxiang." Meng Ying called her softly, "Where are you?"

Qu Xiangxiang was a little surprised when he received a call from Meng Ying, "Are you getting better? I'm at home."

"At home?" Meng Ying raised her eyebrows, "You lied to me."

"I'm really at home." Qu Xiangxiang said, "Do you want to come to my house? I'm going to have a barbecue tonight."

Meng Ying frowned, "Which home are you at?"

"I'm at my own house."

"Are you the daughter of a composer?"

"what?"

"Aren't you and Qu Xiangyi sisters?"

There was silence for a few seconds on the other end of the phone, "Where are you?"

"I'm at the Qu's house." Meng Ying wrapped her fingers around her hair, and she seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.

Qu Xiangxiang's voice was raised, "Why did you go to the Qu's house?"

"Qu Xiangyi came to pick me up. They said, I am the composer of the Qu family."

"Miss Biao?" Qu Xiangxiang's voice became higher, "You are the daughter of an aunt!"

"The voice is quieter." Meng Ying took the phone away and dug her ears, "I thought Miss Qu was you, but I didn't expect it to be the other one. Now, I am locked in the attic."

"What?" Qu Xiangxiang exclaimed again.

Meng Ying frowned and took the phone further away, "You are also the daughter of the Qu family, why can't you be gentler like Qu Xiangyi?"

Qu Xiangxiang gasped for a few breaths, "Then what should I do now? You went to the attic. You can't get out for three to five days."

"If you can't get out, you can't get out." Meng Ying shook her feet, "I can't help it."

"..." Qu Xiangxiang said, "I'm going to find Nansang."

Meng Ying rolled her eyes, "If he comes, it is very likely that you will lose some relatives."

"Loss is lost." Qu Xiangxiang's words sounded resentful.

Meng Ying opened his eyes wide, and it seems that Qu Xiangxiang and Qu Jia also have a story.

Too.

All of them are from the Qu family. Qu Xiangyi lives in the Qu family.

Qu Xiangxiang's home is outside the Qu family.

Big wealthy people, there will always be so few **** dramas on stage.