Chapter 644
Don't Hurt Miss
Chapter 644 Don't Hurt Miss
Zhan Jingchen took Fenghua to walk around the entire garden of the villa. Fenghua's child has forgotten that this is not her home, and it's not completely forgotten, but he is less and less wary of Zhan Jingchen.
From the beginning, she was just entertaining herself, running to the pool to play with water by herself, and then she gradually started to show off the difference between her own 'home' and this place with Uncle Zhan Jingchen.
For example, where her house has it, his place doesn't have it, and his place and her house have it everywhere, but it's not as beautiful as hers.
During the whole battle, Jing Chen accompanied her with a smile on her face, always guarding against whether she would fall or bump into each other.
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With a sound of "啪~~", a heavy slap sounded.
An enchantingly dressed woman fell onto the coffee table with a heavy voice, and then slid from the coffee table to the ground. When she supported her head and raised her head, the left side of her delicately dressed face was already swollen, and a trace of blood was already hanging from the corner of her mouth. .
"Damn it, who asked you to send her away? Who allowed you to do this?" Feng Zhikun stared at her with piercing eyes, as if if she said something wrong, he could immediately take her life.
Qiao Rui looked in disbelief at first, but when she heard what he scolded, she immediately changed to sarcasm, and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand indifferently, "Don't forget, I'm the one you're going to marry soon. In this family, I will soon be the hostess, I don't like her, of course I don't want her to be an eyesore in front of me, I didn't kill her but sent her back to where she should go, you should be grateful to me."
"Mistress, you fucking want to be the hostess here, and you deserve it too? How dare you send her away and even want to kill her? Okay, okay, do you really think I'm afraid of your Qiao family?" Feng Zhikun kicked Qiao Rui on the head, and she passed out instantly.
Particularly perplexed, he kicked a few more times, and shouted mockingly, "Come here."
The door opened immediately, and two people came in, standing silently with their heads bowed, not daring to speak.
"Scrape her face to me and send her back to Fourth Master Qiao, and tell him that I only give him one month. If he doesn't send the young lady back to me within one month, every one of the Qiao family will count as one, and don't even think about it again." live."
He kicked the coffee table angrily again, and the solid wood coffee table shook violently, Feng Zhikun was almost insane, "Everyone in Huaguo, go out, we must find Miss, no matter where she is, give me She got it back. Remember, don't hurt the lady."
"Yes." The subordinates immediately stepped forward and threw the woman on the ground away as if fleeing, and did not forget to close the door.
The moment the door was at the checkpoint, there was a sound of something falling to the ground, and Feng Zhikun cried out in pain:
"Ah!!~~~~!"
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Fenghua has lived in the Zhan family for less than half a month. She has changed from being unsuitable to being a member of the Zhan family now, as if she was originally a member of the Zhan family.
"Haha, you lost again!" In the garden, a colorful figure clapped her hands excitedly, smiling happily.
I thought that I could play such a boring game of colorful clay figurines with her, and there was no one else in the Zhan family except Mr. Zhan, but I didn't expect that Zhan Ke'er was also there, also covered in clay, and I couldn't see her original appearance.
Disappointed, he put down the messy clay doll in his hand—Snow White, and Mr. Zhan expressed that he was very hurt.
He thought that it would be easy for Huahua to win if his intelligence was affected, but she turned out to be faster than himself even if he painted a clay figurine, but seeing Keer's Predator who was similar to him next to him made him feel at ease.
At least he's old, it's normal to make mistakes!
He felt comfortable, but Ke'er felt aggrieved. What was even more exasperating was that the elder brother was by the side like a guard the whole time, and now he was still affectionately wiping the fingers of his sister-in-law and master, completely ignoring her and grandpa.
Raising her claws, Ke'er was not facing Zhan Jingchen, her pitiful eyes immediately stared at Fenghua with starlight, "Sister-in-law, my hands are dirty too."
Fenghua looked at her, then at Zhan Jingchen, then turned around and ignored Zhan Jingchen, then stretched out his hand and wiped it for Zhan Jingchen.
Uncle is hers, don't let him.
The pure and excessive elegance fully expresses the possessive desire in the heart.The first day and the second day were fine, it was Zhan Jingchen who took the initiative to cling to her, always watching her every move.
But from the third day onwards, it was very obvious that the entire Zhan family could see that Fenghua began to occupy Zhan Jingchen alone, and he didn't like anyone approaching Zhan Jingchen. It can be poured and placed on the table.
If it was handed to Zhan Jingchen, Fenghua would immediately express her unhappiness, and she would not hide her emotions, it was clear at a glance whether she was happy or not.
Which Zhan family would want her to be unhappy now?
The servants were all re-selected after the incident two years ago. Whether the original ones or the later ones, they were all carefully selected for their quality and online loyalty. In addition, Fenghua is really likable now. The servant also hurt her so much.
Zhan Ke'er's face froze for an instant, and instead looked pitifully at Mr. Zhan, begging for sympathy and comfort!
In exchange, the old man Zhan looked at Zhan Ke'er with contempt. He knew the result and went to experiment. Isn't that uncomfortable?
"Drink or not?" Squeezing Fenghua's nose, Zhan Jingchen opened the water bottle hanging on his arm and handed it to her mouth.
Fenghua drank it with a full smile, and then turned around to start the 'Painting' battle again.
But Zhan Jingchen looked at the time, it was already 12 o'clock, and immediately pulled Fenghua up and walked towards the villa without any resistance, "It's time for a nap."
This is the only thing Fenghua hates about Zhan Jingchen now, always forcing her to rest on time.
"Uncle, I'm playing for a while, just for a while."
"No, wake up and play again."
"Uncle hates it, Huahua doesn't like you anymore."
"If you don't like uncle, you are not allowed to play in the future."
. . . . . .
The bargaining that happens almost every day, watching Mr. Zhan and Zhan Keer was speechless for a while.
Both of them didn't need to discuss it, they just got up and went back to change their clothes.
Play with them and have fun with them, but who knows how much sadness and grief in their hearts can be described in words.
Especially Mr. Zhan, the eldest daughter-in-law died, the second daughter-in-law went crazy, and now his most promising grandson-in-law has become like this again.
Mr. Zhan thinks that he is still strong enough, otherwise he might have collapsed!
After all, it is a Zhan family, and Feng Shui is not good.
Or should Zhanjia not have been involved in politics?
But politics is a damn thing, and it's not something that can be retired just by quitting.
Mr. Zhan sighed silently, this is the first time he has sighed in a deserted place since Fenghua came back.The back view of the returning villa looks so helpless and lonely!
(End of this chapter)
Zhan Jingchen took Fenghua to walk around the entire garden of the villa. Fenghua's child has forgotten that this is not her home, and it's not completely forgotten, but he is less and less wary of Zhan Jingchen.
From the beginning, she was just entertaining herself, running to the pool to play with water by herself, and then she gradually started to show off the difference between her own 'home' and this place with Uncle Zhan Jingchen.
For example, where her house has it, his place doesn't have it, and his place and her house have it everywhere, but it's not as beautiful as hers.
During the whole battle, Jing Chen accompanied her with a smile on her face, always guarding against whether she would fall or bump into each other.
&
With a sound of "啪~~", a heavy slap sounded.
An enchantingly dressed woman fell onto the coffee table with a heavy voice, and then slid from the coffee table to the ground. When she supported her head and raised her head, the left side of her delicately dressed face was already swollen, and a trace of blood was already hanging from the corner of her mouth. .
"Damn it, who asked you to send her away? Who allowed you to do this?" Feng Zhikun stared at her with piercing eyes, as if if she said something wrong, he could immediately take her life.
Qiao Rui looked in disbelief at first, but when she heard what he scolded, she immediately changed to sarcasm, and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand indifferently, "Don't forget, I'm the one you're going to marry soon. In this family, I will soon be the hostess, I don't like her, of course I don't want her to be an eyesore in front of me, I didn't kill her but sent her back to where she should go, you should be grateful to me."
"Mistress, you fucking want to be the hostess here, and you deserve it too? How dare you send her away and even want to kill her? Okay, okay, do you really think I'm afraid of your Qiao family?" Feng Zhikun kicked Qiao Rui on the head, and she passed out instantly.
Particularly perplexed, he kicked a few more times, and shouted mockingly, "Come here."
The door opened immediately, and two people came in, standing silently with their heads bowed, not daring to speak.
"Scrape her face to me and send her back to Fourth Master Qiao, and tell him that I only give him one month. If he doesn't send the young lady back to me within one month, every one of the Qiao family will count as one, and don't even think about it again." live."
He kicked the coffee table angrily again, and the solid wood coffee table shook violently, Feng Zhikun was almost insane, "Everyone in Huaguo, go out, we must find Miss, no matter where she is, give me She got it back. Remember, don't hurt the lady."
"Yes." The subordinates immediately stepped forward and threw the woman on the ground away as if fleeing, and did not forget to close the door.
The moment the door was at the checkpoint, there was a sound of something falling to the ground, and Feng Zhikun cried out in pain:
"Ah!!~~~~!"
&
Fenghua has lived in the Zhan family for less than half a month. She has changed from being unsuitable to being a member of the Zhan family now, as if she was originally a member of the Zhan family.
"Haha, you lost again!" In the garden, a colorful figure clapped her hands excitedly, smiling happily.
I thought that I could play such a boring game of colorful clay figurines with her, and there was no one else in the Zhan family except Mr. Zhan, but I didn't expect that Zhan Ke'er was also there, also covered in clay, and I couldn't see her original appearance.
Disappointed, he put down the messy clay doll in his hand—Snow White, and Mr. Zhan expressed that he was very hurt.
He thought that it would be easy for Huahua to win if his intelligence was affected, but she turned out to be faster than himself even if he painted a clay figurine, but seeing Keer's Predator who was similar to him next to him made him feel at ease.
At least he's old, it's normal to make mistakes!
He felt comfortable, but Ke'er felt aggrieved. What was even more exasperating was that the elder brother was by the side like a guard the whole time, and now he was still affectionately wiping the fingers of his sister-in-law and master, completely ignoring her and grandpa.
Raising her claws, Ke'er was not facing Zhan Jingchen, her pitiful eyes immediately stared at Fenghua with starlight, "Sister-in-law, my hands are dirty too."
Fenghua looked at her, then at Zhan Jingchen, then turned around and ignored Zhan Jingchen, then stretched out his hand and wiped it for Zhan Jingchen.
Uncle is hers, don't let him.
The pure and excessive elegance fully expresses the possessive desire in the heart.The first day and the second day were fine, it was Zhan Jingchen who took the initiative to cling to her, always watching her every move.
But from the third day onwards, it was very obvious that the entire Zhan family could see that Fenghua began to occupy Zhan Jingchen alone, and he didn't like anyone approaching Zhan Jingchen. It can be poured and placed on the table.
If it was handed to Zhan Jingchen, Fenghua would immediately express her unhappiness, and she would not hide her emotions, it was clear at a glance whether she was happy or not.
Which Zhan family would want her to be unhappy now?
The servants were all re-selected after the incident two years ago. Whether the original ones or the later ones, they were all carefully selected for their quality and online loyalty. In addition, Fenghua is really likable now. The servant also hurt her so much.
Zhan Ke'er's face froze for an instant, and instead looked pitifully at Mr. Zhan, begging for sympathy and comfort!
In exchange, the old man Zhan looked at Zhan Ke'er with contempt. He knew the result and went to experiment. Isn't that uncomfortable?
"Drink or not?" Squeezing Fenghua's nose, Zhan Jingchen opened the water bottle hanging on his arm and handed it to her mouth.
Fenghua drank it with a full smile, and then turned around to start the 'Painting' battle again.
But Zhan Jingchen looked at the time, it was already 12 o'clock, and immediately pulled Fenghua up and walked towards the villa without any resistance, "It's time for a nap."
This is the only thing Fenghua hates about Zhan Jingchen now, always forcing her to rest on time.
"Uncle, I'm playing for a while, just for a while."
"No, wake up and play again."
"Uncle hates it, Huahua doesn't like you anymore."
"If you don't like uncle, you are not allowed to play in the future."
. . . . . .
The bargaining that happens almost every day, watching Mr. Zhan and Zhan Keer was speechless for a while.
Both of them didn't need to discuss it, they just got up and went back to change their clothes.
Play with them and have fun with them, but who knows how much sadness and grief in their hearts can be described in words.
Especially Mr. Zhan, the eldest daughter-in-law died, the second daughter-in-law went crazy, and now his most promising grandson-in-law has become like this again.
Mr. Zhan thinks that he is still strong enough, otherwise he might have collapsed!
After all, it is a Zhan family, and Feng Shui is not good.
Or should Zhanjia not have been involved in politics?
But politics is a damn thing, and it's not something that can be retired just by quitting.
Mr. Zhan sighed silently, this is the first time he has sighed in a deserted place since Fenghua came back.The back view of the returning villa looks so helpless and lonely!
(End of this chapter)