How can the president be fierce

Chapter 517 He is your younger brother after all, so he doesn't need to be so ruthless, right?
Early in the morning, while struggling to mop the floor, there was a loud noise from downstairs.

Thinking about her mother's illness, Qing Xiaomo was in a bad mood, so she didn't listen or pay much attention to it. After a while, Uncle Zhou appeared at the door of the bedroom: "Too..."

He seemed to realize that he had said something wrong, and after a pause, he said, "Young master and Master Liang Hao are fighting in the yard again, do you want to go and see?"

Qing Xiaomo thought he let her watch the excitement, so she waved her hands: "What's so interesting about children fighting?"

Uncle Zhou was silent: "I mean, the young master may suffer a disadvantage. Would you like to go over and help him?"

"If you suffer a loss, you will suffer a loss. After a loss, you will know that it is wrong to bully the weak. Doesn't he always bully those maids? He didn't learn well at a young age, and he learned how to bully others..."

"..."

Uncle Zhou didn't speak, just stood there quietly waiting for her.

Although Liang Moren is small, his bedroom is not small, and there are figurines everywhere. According to his words, "if you drop a figurine, I'll take your head off", she can't be careless.

Snapped--

One of the most cherished figurines of Young Master Liang Mo was accidentally rubbed off by her buttocks in her "can't be sloppy", fell to the ground with a slap, and fell to pieces immediately.

She was still holding the vacuum cleaner in her hand, and when she heard the sound, she glanced back and froze.

Uncle Zhou: "..."

After being silent for a few seconds, she suddenly looked at Uncle Zhou with great concern while taking off her apron: "What did you just say? The young master is going to be bullied? How can this be? The young master is my life. I will defend his safety to the death!"

Uncle Zhou finally smiled: "This way please..."

……

Downstairs on the lawn, many maids had already gathered, but all of them stood there at a loss, without any real action.

Qing Xiaomo pushed through the crowd and squeezed in, only to find that the two little guys had already fought hard. There was a suspected scar on Liang Mo's face before, and it seemed that it was also left by Liang Hao.

Liang Hao's silhouette no longer showed traces of being drunk, but more like Mu Siyao, with a solid and strong body, ruthless and accurate strikes, Liang Mo was almost retreating steadily.

She couldn't stand it any longer, and stepped forward to stop Liang Hao's punch: "He's your brother after all, so he doesn't need to be so ruthless, right?"

No matter how strong she was, she was only a child less than five years old, and her fist was easily clenched by her.

This is the first time that a maid in the presidential palace dared to stand up and stop herself.

Liang Hao's pretty face flashed a sinister expression: "Get the fuck out of me!! A maid dares to meddle casually? Believe it or not, I will let your family cremate every minute?"

This kind of cruelty is very similar to the style of being drunk.

It seems that Liangzui has not "educated" her less these years.

Qing Xiaomo smiled: "It's useless to rely on your father's ability to be arrogant. When you have the ability, it's not too late to be arrogant again."

After the words fell, he exerted a little force, just enough to make him unable to back up without falling to the ground.

Liang Mo's face was a little embarrassing, and he hummed: "You don't need to intervene! I can handle it myself!"

She was too lazy to intervene.

If it hadn't been for accidentally breaking his figure, she had no choice but to make meritorious deeds and atone for her sins silently, so that she would not come out to offend Liang Zui's son.

(End of this chapter)