Nabobess With Her Talented Adorable Three Kids

"Is the breeze coming?" Han Feng's mother Qin Shuang frowned as she watched her son carrying a lot of fruits. "You are a child who has been buying things indiscriminately. The money at home has not been able to support for a long time. You should take these things and sell them."

"Mom, I found a job today, and tomorrow my father will be transferred to Shenghui hospital. In the future, you just need to take care of my father, and I will come to the rest." Han Feng looked at his mother's face in amazement, smiling happily.

Ever since Ji Hanyu met Yao Xue again, he has always had a smile on his face. Wei Cheng is very excited when he is like this. The whole villa knows that the owner of this luxury villa is in a very good mood. Even after that one comes, there is no influence.

Su Zixian sat on the sofa with a very bad expression on her face. How did that bastard do things? Even if he couldn't kill people, he fell into a cliff. Su Zixian tries to resist her inner fluctuation. She is afraid that she will suddenly lose control and do something unreasonable. Over the years, she has endured too long, even now has reached the limit, she can also be very good at talking and laughing.

Just now she was sitting in front of the TV and waiting to see the news that the woman fell into the cliff because of an accident, but she didn't expect that her own people fell in. The ups and downs of her chest showed how excited she was at the moment. Su Zi's slender white fingers grasped the edge of the sofa, and her blue veins could be seen on the back of her hands.

"Here is your tea, madam." A young maid saw Su Zixian like this. Although she was afraid, she had to take a risk in order to ascend the throne of the young lady.

What's more, in her eyes, the dignified lady in front of her is no more than a paper tiger. She didn't realize that Su Zixian, who was already on the edge of the outbreak, was still dreaming of being a phoenix on the branches.

Su Zixian coldly looks at the young maid in front of her. That reminds her of the Yaoxue in those years. A deep-rooted hatred suddenly erupts. She waved her hand fiercely, and all the hot ginseng tea was poured on the maid's face, which made her scream wildly.

"You mean woman, do you want to burn me with such hot tea? Do you want to seduce my husband or my son when I'm dead? Do you dare to daydream here without looking at yourself? " Su Zixian is like a Cinderella's stepmother at the moment, and her ferocious expression seems to be able to eat people.

"Madame, I don't think so." The maid cried, and now she finally began to be afraid, but it was too late, and the beautiful young and vigorous face had been destroyed.

"No thought?" Su Zixian glared angrily, "don't you really want to? Don't you know your own thoughts have been written on your face? "

"I really didn't think, I didn't want to..." The maid knelt down on the ground, holding back the pain of burning on her face, so delicate and pitiful.

Hearing the news, the housekeeper and other people who came to see the scene knew the bad thing. The housekeeper turned his head and said to the people next to him. "Go to the master and hurry up."

"Madam, we want to send a person to the hospital. The tens of thousands of people on this face will not be good if they leave a scar." The housekeeper stepped forward and said cautiously.