Crazy little ancestors are spoiled by bigots

Chapter 110 There will be another time, more money is needed (one more)
Gong Jiujiu smiled lightly, her curly eyelashes swept lightly, casting a small black shadow.

"My board and lodging belong to Ms. Bai, but it has nothing to do with you people who make trouble everywhere. Besides, I'm just here to inform you, not to negotiate terms with you."

She put her hands in her pockets, not paying much attention.

"You solve this matter quietly by yourself. If it gets out, Dongfeng Group and I have plenty of ways to kill you."

Having said all of this, Cao Huilan's face was extremely ugly.

Gong Jiujiu said again: "If you don't see the money within three days, just wait to atone for what you have done."

She turned around and walked outside, ignoring how angry Cao Huilan looked at her from behind, she really wanted to kill her.

The thought of killing her flashed by.

As long as she is dead, the evidence will not be circulated.

Cao Huilan's eyes revealed a cruel look, and when she looked up, Gong Jiujiu had already walked out of the room and headed downstairs.

She quickly chased him out, and when Gong Jiujiu went downstairs, she called out to the butler, and asked the security guards and others standing around to arrest Gong Jiujiu.

The people in the corner came out quickly after hearing the order from the mistress.

But after the first one was easily brought down by Gong Jiujiu, the others became vigilant, and they still failed to make two moves with Gong Jiujiu one after another.

"Let's go together, we can't let her run away!"

Cao Huilan stood in the middle of the stairs, seeing this scene, she hurriedly ordered.

They have already attacked her, and if they let her go, it will definitely be dangerous.

This consequence is something she cannot bear.

However, everyone went up together, but failed to catch Gong Jiujiu, and before they even had a few tricks with her, they were thrown to the ground and howled.

She raised her head slightly and looked at Cao Huilan who was halfway upstairs, her eyebrows were slightly raised, her evil charm was wild.

Cao Huilan subconsciously trembled when she saw her like this.

She managed to hold on to the railing so that she didn't fall in embarrassment.

Gong Jiujiu glanced outside, and said to Cao Huilan: "These trash are not my opponent at all, and I will be angry if Second Aunt is there next time."

"You, what do you want?" Cao Huilan's voice was angry and trembling.

Gong Jiujiu, this trash, when did he become so powerful?

It's not that Bai Rourou didn't enroll her in martial arts classes before, but she was able to drive the teacher away every time, and it was recognized that she had no talent.

But now more than 20 adult men can't beat her!
"How about this, Second Auntie will accompany me down for a walk and send me out. Otherwise, if someone bumps into me later, I may have to pay more."

Gong Jiujiu stood towards her.

Cao Huilan took a deep breath, most of the people here were defeated by her, so she had no choice but to listen to her and go down with her.

It's not that the bodyguards in the living room on the first floor haven't seen Gong Jiujiu before, but now Gong Jiujiu has refreshed their cognition, and they all look at each other, doubting life.

They were actually beaten to the ground by a dwarf?

Cao Huilan walked slowly beside Gong Jiujiu, not daring to relax her vigilance at all times, fearing that she would be beaten and disfigured by Gong Jiujiu if she was too young.

"Second Aunt, let's deal with the matter just now, I don't want to let any news out."

Her voice was light and clear, but Cao Huilan felt a lot of pressure.

Cao Huilan didn't speak, and Gong Jiujiu was not in a hurry for her to answer him.

"Speaking of which, I haven't been to the garden of my second aunt's house for a long time. You planted roses here, and they are still blooming. I will pick a few back."

After talking, Gong Jiujiu walked towards the small garden in front.

The small rose garden in Second Aunt's house was transported back from another country when Gong Ting's leg was still intact, and it was very cold-resistant.

Even in the twelfth lunar month of winter, the fiery red roses bloom as fragrantly as winter plums, and the sun is like fire.

(End of this chapter)