Transmigration: I Became The Daughter of a Family of Villains

Without waiting for Ling Chuan to say something, the little girl added, "By the way, if Grandpa deliberately pretended to be ill and procrastinated, and I was still busy with other things, I would like to go and have a face-up with them earlier. ."

How should I put it, it may be that all kinds of blackened planes have stayed too much, suddenly returning to the real world of time and quiet, always feel so lost and boring?

Yes, boring.

Ling Chuan: "..." The little girl is as always adventurous and easy to learn!

The father who changed ordinary people, just the kind of violent debt collection father, was probably scared to death.

But this is also good.

"Agreed over there when I will see you, have you eat dinner? Would you like your brother to be with you?"

Ling Chuan threw several questions in a row.

The little girl smiled dryly.

It was agreed or something, because there was only one address and she hadn't bought a mobile phone yet, so she came alone.

For dinner or something, she was hungry two hours ago.

As for whether to accompany my brother...

"Brother, can I invite you to dinner?"

"At first glance, you have a successful career and a decent job. Although your brother's head is not very good, but his appearance is good enough, the salary must not be low, right? Shall we, hehe~"

"I only have 10 yuan left."

The little girl fumbled out the only 10 pieces left in her pocket, and her tight lips were sad and pitiful.

It's like a little puppie on the side of the road, begging for pets, with a pure and soft face.

Ling can't help but laugh, the little girl is as cute as ever!

The generous palm rubbed the little girl's head, and Ling Chuan took a taxi to take her to dinner.

Not far away, Cong Hua was shocked to see the separation of flesh and blood. Then, that was his master?

"Hello, 110? I suspect that my master has been taken away!"

…

Lu's two-story building.

After eating and drinking, Ling Chuan forcibly stuffed his personal mobile phone for backup. Lu An stood outside the door, surrounded by darkness, and no one came to open the door for a long time.

What's the situation, at night, there are six people in this family, and none of them have come back?

Did you prepare something fresh, waiting to "welcome" her?

Oh, let her go in first!

The little girl raised the corner of her mouth slightly, took out a very thin wire from her small bag, twisted it wickedly, and leaned on the door lock.

Just align the keyhole and prepare to insert,

"Who? Dare to steal your grandfather's house?"

There was a sudden harshness behind him, and with the extremely fast wind, Lu An suddenly returned to his senses, and luckily grabbed the long broom that had been hit straight at her.

Accompanied by the voice-activated light above the head, this one is tall and one short, with eyes facing each other, big eyes staring small.

"Lu, Lu Xiao?"

In the end, Luan broke the silence.

The man in front of him is about 50 years old. He is tall and not fat, but he has a large skeleton and broad shoulders, giving him a strong feeling. A properly tailored taupe shirt and trousers, a bit of frizzy hair, the length of which is similar to the Wenqing of the 70s and 80s, the frowning eyebrows look fierce, and the hand holding the broom is vigorous and powerful. People who use force.

Wearing a pair of old-style leather shoes on your feet, the soles have worn out a lot, maybe they are nostalgic?

"You know me?"

"Who are you?"

Lu Xiao raised his chin slightly, and said so strongly, his eyes were filled with impatience, but he was also looking at Lu An.

The girl is about seventeen or eighteen years old. She is medium and thin, with fair skin. With such a small face, he can slap her flat with one slap.

"You are with me..."

Lu Xiao opened his mouth to question again,

"Luan!"

"I am Luan!"