Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 7 Freshman going to be beaten?

Joe's Villa.

As soon as Qiao Yimo came back, she saw Dong Yan saying hello and locked herself in the room.

Dong Yan's face was not good-looking, and her eyes glanced at the room on the second floor from time to time.

The small villa was very quiet, except for her sigh of self-pity.

It wasn't until the appearance of another girl that a smile appeared on Dong Yan's face.

"Mom, I'm back."

Seeing Qiao Anchu come back, Dong Yan showed a kind and concerned smile on her face.

"Daughter is back, are you hungry? I'll ask the butler to cook for you first?"

Qiao Anchu shook her head, "I'm not hungry, mom, are you tired? I'll rub your back for you."

Dong Yan nodded, the smile on her face couldn't stop.

The only thing she can rely on is that this is not her biological daughter, and that biological daughter is still an enemy like herself.

After only a few days of school, she caused trouble for herself. Today, the teacher of Shengxing School even called her home on purpose, saying that she deserted in class and hooked up with male classmates.

Hey, I really can't hold my old face.The fame of her life and old Qiao's was completely ruined by this Qiao Yimo.

"Mom, is sister back?"

Dong Yan pouted, and glanced at the second floor from the corner of her eye, "It's up there. An Chu, help me persuade her."

Qiao Anchu patted Dong Yan's shoulder and said comfortingly, "Mom, don't worry. Although my sister is not very serious in school, I will help supervise."

Dong Yan nodded, otherwise what else can I do.

So this daughter can be relied on.

When Qiao Anchu went upstairs and knocked on the door, he deliberately opened the window secretly to see the situation inside.

I saw Qiao Yimo holding a magazine of the latest auction house in his hand, and turning on his mobile phone to send messages and chat from time to time.

Qiao Anchu thought it was funny, how about reading the auction house magazine?
Pretend!
Qiao Yimo had discovered Qiao Anchu's sneaky behavior a long time ago, so she didn't expose her, but continued to chat with her mobile phone.

Xunxin: [Sister Mo, the bronze bull head that was photographed by the UN last time has been handed over to the country. 】

Qiao Yimo: [Well, I am relieved to leave the matter to you. 】

Xunxin: [Sister Mo, the journalists from City S want to interview you about your experience in handing in cultural relics, and the mayor wants to meet you. 】

Qiao Yimo: [No time, I pushed it. 】

Xunxin: [I didn't see you on such an important occasion?Miss Mo, what are you doing now? 】

Qiao Yimo simply replied [busy with the exam] and went offline.

Suixin, who was carrying out a mission and finally found some time, looked bewildered.

Do you still need a test?What is the test?
Car license, diving license, which one is there?

Putting away the phone, Qiao Anchu knocked on the door, "Sister, can I come in?"

Hearing her pitiful tone, Qiao Yimo couldn't bear to let her in.

"what happened?"

"Mom is very worried about you, let me come up to see you."

"I'm fine. Is there anything else you can do?" She raised her voice at the end and said lightly.

Qiao Anchu bit her lip, as if she was about to cry in the next second, "Sister, do you hate me?"

"Hate me for stealing your mother's love."

"You hate me for staying at home, don't you?"

As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes, "But, I'm innocent too! Sister, can you not be so indifferent to me?"

Qiao Anchu looked at Qiao Yimo pitifully with tears in her eyes.

And Qiao Yimo watched her act coldly with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Don't cry!" Qiao Yimo got up, ignored her, turned around and was about to leave the bedroom, then turned back and said, "I'm too lazy to hate you."

Qiao Anchu heard that her fists were clenched, and looked at Qiao Yimo's back and wiped her eyes fiercely.

At this time, the servant at home had just finished cooking and called out, "Eldest Miss and Second Miss, come down for dinner."

On the table.

Originally, Qiao Renshan and Dong Yan wanted to avoid the matter of the school, but Qiao Anchu brought it up again unexpectedly.

"By the way! Mom and Dad, our school will hold a trial exam on Friday."

Dong Yan smiled and nodded, "Anchu, come on! I know you can do it."

This daughter has never let her worry about it, she is very self-disciplined no matter in study or life!
Qiao Yimo paused when she lowered her head to eat, and continued to eat two more mouthfuls helplessly.

This kind of family affection is something she can never have in her life.

Qiao Renshan looked at Qiao Yimo meaningfully, coughed a few times, and confessed, "An Chu, your sister needs to help her with her studies!"

Qiao Anchu wiped her mouth gracefully after eating, and casually mentioned, "Father, I know, I helped her answer the questions that my sister couldn't solve today."

These words made Qiao Renshan embarrassed again, so he could only nod silently, "Okay."

The next day, Qiao Yimo played games all morning, but sitting in the back had an advantage, the teacher couldn't see what she was doing at all, the head teacher nodded in relief, the students from the countryside really worked hard.

When it was lunch time, Yu Changze Pidianpidian wanted to help Qiao Yimo buy food.

After Yu Changze left, Han Meng came over suddenly.

"Yimo, someone is looking for you."

Qiao Yimo looked out the door, with a chill in her eyes, and her red lips raised slightly.

Tsk, she has only been here for two days, and someone came to her door.

"You better not go." Han Meng couldn't help reminding in a low voice.

Qiao Yimo looked at her and patted her shoulder, "It's okay."

With that said, he walked out of the classroom.

Looking at Qiao Yimo's back, Qiao Anchu was overjoyed, this bitch was finally going to be taught a lesson.

She wanted to wait for the embarrassed Qiao Yimo in the classroom.

As soon as Qiao Yimo walked out of the classroom, she was surrounded by a large group of people.

Surrounding her was Lu Qingqing, the school belle. She wore heavy makeup, exaggerated and bright earrings and rings, and she was not easy to mess with just by looking at her appearance.

"Yo! Come out."

Qiao Yimo said indifferently, "You are?"

Lu Qingqing narrowed her eyes, seeing her eyes full of disgust, said viciously, "I'm Lu Qingqing from Class B, I have something to do with you, come with me."

The students in the class talked a lot.

"The new one is going to be beaten, poor thing."

"She kept talking to Master Yu yesterday, so it's no wonder she didn't get beaten."

"Who told her to keep talking to Master Yu, she deserves it!"

"Stop talking, let's all go and see!"

Lu Qingqing blocked Qiao Yimo in the corner of the corridor.

Looking at the rural soil turtle in front of her, a trace of disdain flashed in Lu Qingqing's eyes, although she had fair skin and a small and delicate face.

But, so what, she is full of poverty, which makes people feel sick.

The disgust in Lu Qingqing's eyes became more and more obvious, and she pointed at Qiao Yimo's nose and warned, "Damn you, remember, don't say a word to Master Yu in the future, or else."

"Puchi" Qiao Yimo chuckled when she heard the words, her phoenix eyes lazily looked at the bad girl in front of her, her red lips parted slightly: "What else?"

Lu Qingqing sneered, "Otherwise...otherwise I will let you taste my fist."

(End of this chapter)