Reborn as A Beautiful Model Student

The matter is his fault.

He admitted that he was wrong.

But this does not mean that Ye Xiangxin is a late generation to accuse him.

"That is your mother's fault, my mother knows what kind of family we thank, and the girl coming out of the town, can she think she can climb??"

At this way, Xie Qian is never mistaken to a late generation.

What's more, he does not admit that he is wrong.

In his point of view, he looked at the woman, and he did not want to see it.

He is so busy, I can't get out of time at all.

"You are wrong, not she can't help me, but I can't help it."

Xie Xining thought that he would be very angry, thinking that he would be very angry.

In fact, at this time, he understood that he did not have a little mood on his own father.

"When I was together with Lin, I didn't know the Xie Xining, which was emperor. She thought that I was an ordinary soldier. She thought I didn't have anything, she didn't dislike me, we are very happy, she Love is my person, not my home ... "

Xie Xing Ning's voice, nothing.

Xie Qian listened to such a word, the sorcerer is cold and smile.

"So? What do you want to say? I want to say, don't you like to thank you? Do you want to thank your family? Can you know, you have to know, if you don't thank your family, can you climb to such a high level? If not Thank you, what do you count. "

Xie Xining's fists, holding tight.

In his eyes, it is full of anger.

Xie family.

Power.

High.

These things are very important in others.

He doesn't want it at all.

I don't want it at all.

"You are wrong, if you don't thank your family, I am also a hairdress, I still have a daughter, I still have a home."

Xie Qian felt his heart, felt the madness.

He feels that his heart is likely to have problems at any time.

"So? Do you want to kill me?"

Xie Qian took out a paper cutter from the drawer to Xie Xining.

"I am here, I will not move, you have this thing to kill me, kill me, revenge for your woman?"

Xie Xining looked at the cold paper cutter. If he is not Xie Qian, it is not his own fathers, he really wants to kill him!

Ye Sweet Heart is just a step of holding a cutter. She rushed to Xie Qian's face, and her hands held a paper cutting knife.

She closed her eyes and put the paper cutting knife, and the paper cut the knife was in the air, she silently opened her eyes.

"I really feel sad, I actually have your loved ones like you, I didn't think that my body also had this dirty blood."

Xie Xining took a cutter from Ye Xixin's hand. He facing the Ye Sweet Heart, "Sweet Heart, Don't be in this kind of person, dirty your own hand, we will find your mother."

Xie Xining said, holding the hand of Ye Xiangxin, the father of the father slowly leaving the study of Xie Qian.

When the two just walked at the door, Xie Qian sat on the chair and he took out a expired newspaper.

"You can't find her, Ye Linyi is dead."

Xie Qian's words, let Ye Xianghe and Xie Xingning two people, while turning over, the two asking the same sound, "What do you mean?"

"This is the founding of the year."

Xie Qian pushed this finder to the front of Xie Xining and Yexin.

Xie Xining is shaking hands and picking up this already yellow newspaper.

On the newspaper, it is a tracing notice, looking for people's notes, a traffic accident has occurred in the crossroads on a certain day in a certain year.