Counterattack by cannon fodder who reads minds! Eighty-year-old eat melon and become a group favorit

Song Yeming stretched out his hand to cover Jiang Yicha's mouth, "Girls need to be kind, do you understand?"

Jiang Yicha pulled Song Yeming's hand down, very unconvinced, "Then tell me!"

"How about I apologize and give Chacha a cute little orchid?"

As soon as Song Yeming finished speaking, Jiang Chengmo and others knew that their whereabouts in the past few days had been under the control of the other party.

Butler Shi stood up at this time, nodded gracefully, and looked deeply into Song Yeming's eyes, "Mr. Song, my lady has no shortage of orchids."

"Stop!" Jiang Yicha raised his hand high to interrupt the confrontation between the two, "I want a TV!"

"No."

"No."

"Jiang Yicha, your skin is itchy, right?"

The three grown men all refused.

Jiang Yicha sniffed and pursed his lips, "You are all bullying me!"

Jiang Chengmo took Jiang Yicha out of Song Yeming's arms and swung his collar in the air.

Jiang Yicha's little feet were curled up and wilted, and his little face was red.

"Jiang Yicha, if you make a loud noise again today, I'll call Xie Yaozhou and ask him to throw away your winter vacation homework. You can go back and write it yourself."

Jiang Yicha bit his lip and didn't bother anymore.

Jiang Chengmo put her in his arms and sighed heavily, "I should stay in the village and feed my mother chickens. I believed your father's lies and served a little ancestor like you."

"You dislike my niece so much?" Song Yeming stretched out his hand, his deep eyes eager to try, "Then I'll hold her."

Jiang Chengmo glanced at him and said, "Wash off the perfume smell from your body before talking."

Jiang Chengmo looked at the sullen Mr. Zhang again, "Mr. Zhang, the reinforcements you brought in seem to have been instigated to rebel. Do you want to bring in another reinforcement, or do you want to apologize? Or do you want to go bankrupt?"

Mr. Zhang gritted his back molars, lowered his head, and his eyes fell on his daughter. An idea suddenly occurred to him.

Mr. Zhang pushed his daughter in front of him and smiled flatteringly at Song Yeming, "Mr. Song, this is actually a misunderstanding between children. For the sake of your child, adults don't remember the faults of villains. I will definitely come to visit you some other day. .”

Mr. Zhang has his own considerations. As businessmen, they value face above all else. As long as they apologize, they will definitely become a joke in the circle.

On the contrary, if he could not apologize in front of Master Song, everyone in the circle would look down upon him.

"Nanny, call me uncle." Mr. Zhang pushed his little daughter.

Song Yeming took advantage of Jiang Chengmo to watch the fun and took Jiang Yicha from his arms, "It seems that Mr. Zhang doesn't want to apologize. Today I can only wrong my Chacha."

"Let's go, uncle will take you to buy a small skirt." Song Yeming was in high spirits, holding Jiang Yicha in his arms and walking out, "Uncle also has beautiful pearls there."

"Master Song! Master Song..."

Seeing this, Mr. Zhang's expression suddenly changed, and he wanted to call Song Yeming to apologize, but the bodyguards stopped him until Song Yeming's back was no longer visible.

After leaving the racecourse, the air is much fresher.

"Then Mr. Zhang is like a dog-skin plaster. He is really grinding away." Jiang Chengmo complained, "I wasted half a day again."

"It's so cool~" Jiang Yicha opened his mouth wide, "So many cars!"

"How about staying at uncle's house for two days?" Song Yeming squeezed Jiang Yicha's hand and shook it gently, "Chacha doesn't want to stay with uncle for two more days? When Chacha leaves, uncle will be lonely~"

The subordinates behind Song Yeming all looked away. If they hadn't stayed together, they would have doubted whether Master Song had been switched.

"Okay, okay." Jiang Yicha thought of the little monster and agreed instantly.

If she lives in someone else's house, housekeeper Shi can't scare her with little monsters!

"Well~" Song Yeming couldn't hold it back, lowered his head and took a sip of Jiang Yichan's tea, "You're so brave."

She dared to follow him without confirming his identity. She was indeed his niece, Song Yeming. She was amazing!

Jiang Chengmo: "!!!"

My little niece was kissed by a wild man!

He is still a wild man who just climbed out of a woman's bed!

Butler Shi walked towards Jiang Yicha, "Miss, are you sure you don't want to go back to the mansion?"

"Of course!" Jiang Yicha said confidently, "Your master is a bad guy, I don't want to go back!"

Butler Shi nodded, "Okay, miss."

"...Are you so easy to talk to?" Jiang Yicha was confused, "You're not going to file a complaint, are you?"

"Don't worry, miss, I will only state the facts." Butler Shi nodded. Jiang Yicha hesitated for a moment, clasped his hands together, and begged to Butler Shi, "Then stop scolding him. I'm afraid he'll hide and cry."

"...Okay, miss."

**

Shangjing.

Su family.

Yang Liu held Xie Yaozhou's hand and walked to the Su family's main house in fear.

She had lived in the village since she was a child and had only been to the county. She never expected to come to Beijing and enter such a large house in this life.

The Su family was large and antique. The corridor in the courtyard was extremely exquisite, with carved beams and painted pillars. From time to time, servants would pass by while working in the courtyard.

Yang Liu sighed in a low voice, "Xiaozhou, I feel like I'm dreaming. Is it possible that I'm still crazy and this is all an illusion?"

Xie Yaozhou reached out and pinched Yang Liu, "Does it hurt?"

willow:"……"

Stinky son!

He's like a piece of wood and can't say a sweet word.

The two of them entered a living room under the leadership of the servant.

There is no sofa in the living room, but traditional ancient host and guest seats, which even have distinct rules.

"Please find a seat." The servant's eyelids drooped and he did not look directly at Yang Liu and Xie Yaozhou. "Our master will be here soon."

After saying that, the servant left the living room.

Yang Liu was speechless, "A big family is a big family, isn't this furniture valuable?"

Xie Yaozhou glanced at the furniture in the living room and responded casually, "Probably."

Xie Yaozhou sat casually on a chair, and Yang Liu followed him uncomfortably.

Yang Liu acted cautiously, not daring to touch the teacup on the table casually, "Are they going to bully us orphans and widowed mothers?"

Xie Yaozhou raised his eyes, powerless and helpless, "Mom, dad is not dead yet, so he won't be an orphan and a widower."

Yang Liumingli's face turned red and she felt less nervous, "Our Xiaozhou is so smart, he will definitely be a college student in the future."

Xie Yaozhou met Yang Liu's expectant eyes and pursed his lips, "Yeah."

"Xiaozhou..."

Yang Liu's eyes were shining, Xie Yaozhou's scalp was numb, and a bad premonition came to his heart.

"When you get back, you can plug in the antenna for Mom. Mom promises to watch TV for up to three or two hours a day, okay?"

Xie Yaozhou: "..."

"Good son, just listen to your mother for once~"

Xie Yaozhou: "..."

His son works harder than his father.

Yang Liu used all the tactics he used against Xie Chong on Xie Yaozhou, and in the end, Xie Yaozhou was forced to nod.

"How good!" Yang Liu smiled and released another explosive news, "When mom finishes filming in two days, I will buy you ribs to eat."

"Filming?" Xie Yaozhou wondered, "What kind of movie are you filming?"

She's not an actress, so where does she go to film?

"Hey, yesterday I went shopping for groceries. A director pulled me and insisted that I come to the set to play a guest role as a beautiful lady. It only takes one day. I will be given 80 yuan after the filming. I can buy groceries for three months."

Yang Liu held her chin, with a bright smile, "Is it awesome?"

She did not go to college and was not well educated. She was lucky enough to marry an educated youth, and then she went crazy for several years. She was a drag at home and outside.

She never thought that she would be able to make money one day.

It's like, the sky is clearing up.

Xie Yaozhou agreed, "Awesome."

Then he lowered his eyes, suspecting something fishy.