Third Master, your painting style is crooked again

Chapter 4 slipped

The greasy-haired and pink-faced man immediately said: "That's not right, our third master is still at a young age! Besides,"

He licked his lips, and the man smiled obscenely: "I can see, that chick was really beautiful when she came out of the flower pond just now! It's tender and clean, it's not a taste!"

Thinking of seeing the girl who fell into the water from the window, the man felt a little itchy: "It looks pure at first glance, if I teach some experience, it will definitely taste good! Hahaha... Alas!"

There was wine running down the top of his head, and there was a pain in his scalp!
The laughter stopped abruptly, and only the man's wailing was heard: "Oh, it hurts!"

Everyone in the room watched in astonishment as Qing Yishen grabbed the man's head with a sullen expression and slammed it on the coffee table.

With a "bang", the coffee table shattered, and the man's head was bleeding.

"Third, third master..."

"Hand slipped." Qing Yishen took a long leg, leaving the room full of people guessing which sentence offended this evil god?
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Wealthy Hall.

Looking at these three words, Yuan Feiqian suddenly felt like a dream.

This is where she lived for ten years.

Walking quickly into the living room, I saw my father, who was younger than I remembered, drinking coffee.

Beside him, a woman in a light purple cheongsam was whispering something.

Hearing the movement, they all looked over.

Afterwards, the woman greeted her with a heartbroken expression, her voice choked with sobs: "Qianqian is back! How could you, a silly child, do such a thing? Why are you so stupid?"

She took Yuan Feiqian's hand and walked in front of Yuan's father, with red eyes: "Chengxiang, don't blame Qianqian, she is already enough to make people feel bad... But, the girls of our Yuan family can't do this Being bullied!"

Yuan Feiqian stood there, seeing the angry and disdainful expression on his father's face, and listening to Yang Bisi's words, his heart was overwhelmed.

This scene, these rhetoric, are exactly the same as in memory!
Yuan's father put down the coffee cup in his hand, looked at her and frowned: "You really let me down!"

Yang Bisi hurriedly comforted: "Chengxiang, don't say that, Qianqian was just deceived by someone when she was young and ignorant, she didn't do it on purpose! My sister left early, and she didn't teach her to know people, so it is inevitable that she will make mistakes. Although she has such a reputation It's not good to spread the word, but it's the Yuan family's daughter after all, you can't just ignore her! Qianqian still has to go to college!"

"It's because no one taught you that you didn't learn well!" Yuan's father became even more angry, and looked at Yuan Feiqian with cold eyes: "You have lost all the face of the Yuan family! What school do you want to go to? Don't go." a shame!"

Yuan Feiqian looked at Yang Bisi, and she heard her say: "Cheng Xiang, don't be so angry, she knows that she is wrong, and she will definitely not do such a thing in the future. What do you think, Qianqian? Hurry up." Your father admits his mistake! Be good at home from now on, we can afford it."

Yuan Feiqian felt like an outsider watching a play.

She remembered that her former self came back in a panic and panic, and when she heard these words, she reacted violently and finally angered her father.

Today, things have changed, the drunks have failed, but the dialogue has not.

Seeing Yang Bisi and her father singing together, Yuan Feiqian finally said, "Auntie, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

Yang Bisi's voice stopped abruptly.

What followed was Yuan's father's stern shout: "How many times have I said that! What is your name, aunt? This is your mother!"

　[Quiz with prizes: Why did the third master slip his hand?Old rules, the first one who answers correctly will be rewarded with a small red envelope of 100 book coins]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)