Mischief Vampire Highness

Chapter 342

A middle-aged woman in a royal blue patterned cheongsam came out of the car, with big black curly hair and a standard figure. The bodyguard opened an umbrella, showing aristocratic demeanor.

I can't help but roll my eyes, is this what rich people do?Dad sometimes acts as if he is a national treasure, insisting on a bunch of followers.

Nier nestled into the arms of this woman I didn't like very much like a child who didn't grow up. I couldn't see their faces from this angle, but it seemed that the mother and daughter had a good relationship.

"Hello, Auntie." Although I am not a lady, I still understand the basic manners. Standing in front of this noble woman, I was stopped by the bodyguard before I saw her face. Bow slightly.

The woman in the cheongsam treated me as if I was transparent, and walked upstairs with a disdainful glance.

I was stunned for a moment, and I endured it under the eaves of others.

I only saw a nude-colored high-heeled shoe with a lotus pattern, a strong oppressive force walked past me, and it also smelled of a mature woman's perfume, which I didn't reject or like.

Seeing being turned into the room by several women subduing bodyguards, I followed.

"Slap!" As soon as I turned the corner of the door, the luxurious woman raised her hand and slapped Meng Chike on the face standing by the door. I frowned, didn't he fall asleep just now?
"What's the matter, how did you protect your brother?" The luxurious woman had a beautiful face, and her stern eyes gave her beauty a kind of stepmother's lazy air.

"Mom. It's not Ke's fault." Nier clung to her, coquettishly speaking for Meng Chike.

"Shut up." The luxurious woman pulled the shawl on her snow-white shoulders, and glared at Nier unceremoniously.

Ni'er could only curl her lips, and looked at Meng Chike aggrievedly.

"Sorry." Meng Chike was slapped sideways, his long bangs blocked his expression, and his blunt tone could feel his strangeness and patience with this woman.

"Huh~~" The luxurious woman snorted coldly in disgust, and walked away, disdainful of Meng Chike's son, and walked into Ji Mingxuan's room.

Ni'er comforted Meng Chike and walked in, as if she was used to this kind of thing.

Meng Chike stood coldly by the door as if he didn't dare to move without an order, with his head turned sideways and his hands clenched into fists.

I glanced at the bodyguards on both sides of the door, and moved my lips to Meng Chike's face. He lowered his eyes and bit his lips with deep teeth marks. His pale face was blood-cold from a slap.

(End of this chapter)