Third Master, your painting style is crooked again

Chapter 58 Are we going to sit still?
"Our original family is not so short of food and drink." Looking up at the window again, he said, "Find someone to seal this window, lest some dubious things follow in, bad broke the rules of our house."

The butler responded one by one.

Yuan Meng on the side suddenly said again: "Even if you keep a close eye on her, she may have a helper if she made a phone call to an outsider! Who knows who the takeaway she was talking about is?"

Yang Bisi persuaded softly: "Stop talking about Mengmeng. It's just to let your sister reflect in the room, and it's not really to cut off her contact with the surroundings. If she doesn't even give her a mobile phone, she will be alone in this room It's so boring."

As soon as the words fell, Yuan's father said in a deep voice: "Then take the mobile phone away, anyway, she is here to reflect and does not need to contact outsiders."

Sister Yuan Feiqian watched the housekeeper come up, stepped back slightly and said, "Trap me in this room, and don't give me the phone. Does daddy really want to imprison me?"

"What nonsense!" Yuan's father's face turned angry: "It's just to let you reflect on this matter. Up to now, your attitude has been dishonest, and you have not realized your mistakes. What you have done has caused harm to my sister. Such a big injury, but you still act like it's none of your business. I also doubt, how did Yang Biyu teach you to develop such a vicious heart?"

"My mother teaches very well!" Yuan Feiqian said immediately: "It has nothing to do with her."

Yuan Meng on the side suddenly sneered: "It has nothing to do with aunt, maybe it's because you inherited your biological mother!"

In a word, Yuan Feiqian's heart trembled.

She looked up at Yuan Meng coldly, and saw her looking at herself triumphantly and provocatively.

On the other hand, Yang Bisi was just wiping her tears gently, the corners of her mouth curled up undisguisedly.

Yuan Feiqian held the phone tightly, looked at the housekeeper who came over, then looked at Yuan's father and said, "Dad, I'm locked in the room. I only have one phone. Don't take it away! I still have to wait for my sister's call. I haven't been able to contact her, can you tell me to wait until she calls? Or is it that Dad, you have already contacted her? Let her come back, can you let her come back and have a look? I have something to say Tell her."

Hearing her mention of the eldest daughter, the anger on Yuan's father's face also dissipated a lot.

He looked at Yuan Feiqian with complicated eyes and said, "Give the phone to Lao Hu. As for your elder sister, you don't have to worry about it. I'll talk to her when she comes back."

Yuan Fei clicked a few times on the mobile phone page that he had been holding tightly with red eyes, and then handed it over to the housekeeper.

The housekeeper came up to take the phone away and wanted to give it to Yuan's father, but Yuan Meng stepped forward and said, "Dad, let me keep it for my sister!"

"I don't need you!" Yuan Feiqian was firm: "Since it is my father who wants to take my mobile phone, I hope that my father will keep it safe for me, and don't give it to anyone."

She said the last three words with extra emphasis.

Yuan's father glanced from Yuan Meng to Yuan Feiqian, and finally stretched out his hand to the butler: "Give it to me. You can reflect here."

Yuan Feiqian watched the people who came suddenly rushing away again, and also saw Yuanmeng who was walking at the end turning her head and showing a smug smile, and the sentence that both of them could hear: "Yuan Feiqian, I want Let you live, not, as, die!"

The door was closed with a bang, and the little turtle quietly crawled out from behind the pen holder, looked at Yuan Feiqian and asked, "Are we going to sit and wait?"

"of course not!"

　[I actually forgot to set the timer...Good morning, my friends]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)