After wearing a book, I became the mother of a paranoid villain

Chapter 309 Has the potential of green tea since childhood

Shen Luo glanced at her indifferently, oh well, as expected of the heroine of the original book, she has the potential of a little green tea since she was a child!

This little heroine has green tea on the inside and white lotus on the outside.

Is it possible to speak childishly without restraint at a young age?

Shen Luo: In my case, none of them exist!
"Wen Ruo, did the master ever tell you not to interrupt children when adults are talking? This is basic courtesy, right?"

Wen Ruo's cheeks blushed suddenly, and she bit her lip numbly.

Hold back the tears that fill your eyes.

Shen Luo said that it would be too young to fight with her!

"Also, what is my aunt? My words and deeds are not correct? Did I say something wrong? Green tea is a kind of tea, you can also drink it, and the taste is not bad. How about treating you to tea some other day?"

After all, Wen Ruo was a five-year-old child. Hearing this, he hid in Qiao Lan's arms, tears streaming down his face, and sobbed softly, "Mother."

Qiao Lan's whole body trembled with anger, "I didn't know Mrs. Xie was so eloquent? She bullied our mother and daughter to be docile. Ruo'er is mother incompetent, and you have been wronged."

Shen Luo: What nonsense are you talking about? This is it!
Pretend to whom?

"If Mrs. Wen really feels wronged, then let's talk about it, starting with the injury on the back of my Yu'er's hand.

Medical expenses have to be paid, and there are other supplements, such as ginseng and deer antler, we will always come to you. If you still feel sorry, we don’t mind compensating some money, and we will accept them all. "

Qiao Lan was dumbfounded, "Where did you start?"

Shen Luo smiled, "Mrs. Wen, you can't just allow the officials to set fire to the people and not allow the common people to light the lamps, can you? Your daughter is wronged, but my Yu'er's back injury and being tripped by Wen Ruo are not wronged?"

"People's hearts are made of flesh. I don't feel bad for my own son? This is too double standard."

Qiao Lan is really an old white lotus.

Xie Yu also came over at the right time, raised his little hand, hey... He was so wronged, but he didn't say anything.

At this moment when mother mentioned it, Xie Yu sniffed.

Eye sockets quietly red.

It feels so good to have a mother to care for.

Qiao Lan was not blind, so she could naturally see the shocking wound on the back of Xie Yu's white and tender hand.

"Mrs. Wen has nothing to say, right? Then I'll just wait for you to send those things to Xie's house. I don't think Mrs. Wen is the kind of person who breaks promises. "

Shen Luo is convinced that Qiao Lan is a woman who loves vanity and cares about her reputation very much. Even if she resents herself in her heart, she will still send things over for the sake of face.

"Also, don't talk about your grievances at all times. It's very hard to be wronged. It's tiring to be talked about every day, isn't it?"

Qiao Lan's face turned pale.

She pinched her skirt stiffly with her fingers, and the color of resentment was reflected in her eyes.

Shen Luo had no doubts, if it wasn't for the presence of several children.

Maybe Qiao Lan would rush up to fight her desperately.

But after thinking about it, Qiao Lan looked weak.

At most, the two of them would pull their hair, pull their skirts, punch and kick and other shrew behaviors. Could it be possible that they could still be serious?

Shen Luo still has some regrets, oh, her hands are really itchy!

"Ruo'er, let's go." Qiao Lan hugged Wen Ruo tightly, and the mother and daughter left angrily.

But for some reason, Wen Ruo broke free from Qiao Lan's embrace, and angrily burrowed into Shen Luo's arms.

Shen Luo is not stupid, so how can she!

Hurry up and turn sideways.

I thought to myself, little green tea heroine, don't beat me!

Wen Ruo took a chance, but luckily she stopped in time so that she wouldn't fall to the ground in embarrassment.

Shen Luo held Zai Zai's hand, and said with emotion: "How can you be blind at such a young age? The road is so wide, and you have to be born into a dead end?"

"Why, my road is more fragrant, isn't it?"

(End of this chapter)