Love of a wealthy family: only favoring Cinderella

Chapter 39 is that Xia Cao gradually stopped laughing, "Really." He raised his eyes and looked suspiciously.

In an instant, she saw the black Rolls-Royce clearly, and suddenly remembered that the Rolls-Royce the three of them sat in that night was also black, and she felt dizzy and painful. When Si was about to drive over, he quickly turned around with the bowl of pigeon eggs in his hand, lowered his head and looked at the road under his feet in pain.

The Rolls-Royce was driving at a relatively high speed, and by coincidence, when driving on the road behind her, the wheels ran over a small puddle, and the sewage just splashed on her body.

Seeing this scene, Xia Shu, who was sitting on the motorcycle beside him, became very angry. He immediately jumped off the motorcycle, picked up a stone the size of a goose egg, and threw it at the rear of the car that was being dragged away angrily. Cursed: "***, you don't have eyes? You stained my sister's clothes and pants, stop the car, and apologize to my old sister..."

It took Xia Cao a long time to come back to her senses, she turned sideways quickly, and held him back with a worried expression, "Brother, stop shouting, he didn't mean it, let's go, sell pigeon eggs with sister."

Xia Shu looked at her splattered clothes and pants, still puzzled, "These rich people, if they drive like this again next time, I will never let them go like this. This Lushui Village is our territory."

"Okay, let's go." Xia Cao's heart panicked for no reason.She didn't seem to dare to turn her head to look at the black Rolls Royce going away anymore.

. . .

In that black Rolls-Royce, three extraordinary men sat side by side in an elegant and dignified manner. They are...

"Did someone scold us just now?" Ouyang Nuo, who was sitting on the inside, frowned faintly, rolled down the half-opened car window, and asked uncertainly as he watched the beautiful scenery of the countryside flash by outside the window.

Mo Mi closed her eyes and rested on the seat, and raised the corners of her mouth indifferently. "The dog barks."

"Who dares to scold us?" Jiang Han asked coldly after taking a sip of his wine.

The corners of Mo Mi's mouth, which is prettier than a woman's, twitched again, thinking of a certain woman's small face, closing her charming phoenix eyes, and said softly: "There is a kind of little woman who dares, such as that little cat, that body tree. Delicious and flexible grass."

"Heh..." Jiang Han sneered, tugging at the corner of his resolute and beautiful mouth in disdain.

"Han, Nuo, don't you believe me." Mo Mi continued to explain patiently with great interest, "When I was dealing with her in the office that day, she scolded us very well."

"What... did she scold us for?" Ouyang Nuo looked at the green scenery outside the window and asked slightly curiously. "Call us again... beasts?

"Hehe..." Mo Mi smiled pleasantly, and closed her eyes to recall the scene at that time, "It's almost like, they say that we are shameless, despicable, and have human faces, and that we should be sent to the eighteenth level of hell, never to be reborn."

Hearing this, Jiang Han raised his head and drank the spirits in the goblet upside down, "Swearing hard enough, absolutely enough, enough to fuck a classic."

"Han, at that time, I also praised her so much." Mo Mi smiled again, twitching her pretty eyebrows irrelevantly, "You say, what is the eighteenth floor of hell? If one day we I really went, do you want to drag her?"

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