How can the president be fierce

Chapter 732 It's better to stay away from things that you shouldn't meddle in.

The parents behind her looked at each other in embarrassment and embarrassment.

This is the reality. In the world of the rich and powerful, there will never be fairness or anger at all. Even if Liang Mo humiliates their precious daughter in public, he is the son of the president and is noble and inviolable, so they can only endure it. .

Qing Xiaomo stood there, looking at him with a blank face: "So? Do you have to have a beautiful and gentle girl to be worthy of playing with you?"

She was like this all of a sudden, Liang Mo felt a little scared for some reason, and grabbed the corner of her clothes with his little hands: "Ma Ma..."

She was the one who bit him, so why did she help her speak?
"So when you were bullied by Liang Hao all these years, when the entire Liang family and Mu family were on Liang Hao's side, did you also feel that you deserved it?"

Liang Mo suddenly opened his eyes wide, moved his small mouth, but didn't say a word.

Qing Xiaomo turned around and left.

Four years old, whether it is big or small, there are some truths that she failed to teach him by his side before, so from now on!
Liang Mo was in a hurry, and trotted all the way to catch up: "Don't be angry, Ma Ma, I know I was wrong... Ma Ma..."

Qing Xiaomo stood still.

Before he could say anything, a majestic male voice suddenly came from behind him: "Forgive me, you have no right to speak to the young master like this. If that girl dares to hurt him, she must pay the price for it."

The person who came was none other than Zhou Yang, the new butler of the presidential palace.

Uncle Zhou is old and can no longer take care of the affairs of the Presidential Palace well. Zhou Yang is Uncle Zhou's nephew, who is nearly fifty years old, and Mr. Liang personally went to Zhou's house to pick him out. A confidant of Mr. Liang.

At the beginning, everyone raised Liang Hao as a future president, and they didn't care about Liang, and even allowed him to be bullied. Now that Liang Hao is gone, Mr. Liang remembers that he still has a grandson?

Qing Xiaomo tidied up her sleeves casually: "How I teach him is my business, even Liang Musheng is not qualified to intervene, so what is Steward Zhou's capacity to dictate here?"

"The president doesn't care about me, but the old man personally told me to take good care of the young master, so I must do it well!"

Zhou Yang looked at her with neither humbleness nor condescension, and said clearly: "You may not be clear, but in the Liang family, status is always the most important thing! When you really become the wife of the president, I will naturally obey your orders in everything! Also, starting today, the young master will return to the presidential palace to receive systematic instruction."

In other words, you are nothing now, so stay where you are cool.

Qing Xiaomo suddenly thought it was quite interesting, glanced at the unfriendly guards standing behind him, and said with a smile: "You should be clear that this matter will not benefit you if it becomes a big one."

He was able to take the position of the butler of the presidential palace only because Liang Musheng didn't bother to pay attention, but if his domineering ambition got in the way of someone, it would only take a few minutes to clean him up.

The current old man Liang can't take care of himself, so what else can he do to protect him?
Zhou Yang looked at her expressionlessly: "I'll take it as your agreement! If you have nothing to do, please leave. I will deal with the matter of the young master as soon as possible."

Just as she was about to bypass her, the phone rang suddenly.

He quickly picked it up with a respectful voice: "Sir."

A deep and cold voice sounded, and the cold threat was ready to come out: "It's better to stay away from things that you shouldn't meddle in."

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