Transmigration: I Became The Daughter of a Family of Villains

I... I don't want it!

That sister again!

Xiao Laowu became inexplicably angry and replied: [I am going to report to school tomorrow morning, and then I will continue with the design of the last point of the flying star in the afternoon. I am not free. 】

[Is that so? How about going to see you after the fourth brother and that sister have talked? 】

The fourth brother seemed to be completely unaware of his emotions, so he replied.

Xiao Lao Wu felt even more uncomfortable!

How about it, just like that!

One or two have only that sister in their hearts! Smelly sister!

Lu Xiao Wu Xingran raised his head and looked at the sky. The young boy's eyes were gradually crimson, he had never realized that he was so fragile.

Simply replied to the fourth brother with an "um", a certain teenager threw away his mobile phone and buried it in the quilt, and said nothing.

He didn't even bother with the little Tyrannosaurus next to him.

The lonely and single Coyote squatted on the sofa so obediently, with dark dog eyes, and the dog's head lowered from time to time, depressed~

When can it return to the smelly woman, or the vast space and time of the universe?

Huh, huh~

…

Here, at a coffee shop in country X, seeing Xiao Lao Wu's reply, the fourth brother shook his head helplessly, put away the phone and got up to leave.

Behind him, the man dressed up as glamorous and fashionable stopped him again, and said excitedly in fluent foreign language, "I can add more, add more! I will take care of all the venues, hiring assistants, building exhibition areas, and everything else. You are willing to stay!"

The man's eager eyes seemed to be so nervous that he couldn't tie him down directly.

The boy curled his lower lip slightly, still keeping his firm and gentle eyes, and his clear voice replied in the same fluent foreign language, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ike, thank you very much for your appreciation, otherwise I wouldn't just go ahead. Come to the game. But now, it's time for me to go back."

"But, but your Chinese compatriots don't welcome you at all! They accused you of plagiarism and said you..."

"okay!"

The boy's impressively cold voice, with an unquestionable attitude, made Ikemavie a little frightened inexplicably.

Just listen, the boy Qingyue's voice continued, "I know that you kept me silent for a while, and I won't blame you."

"But in my country, many people are just kept in the dark, just like when you don't know the truth, you will be filled with righteous indignation at the bad guys spread by everyone in the story. This sentiment knows no borders."

"And when everyone doesn't trust you and slander you, there will always be some people behind you who will support you and encourage you silently. They may have a tofu heart, or they may look unhappy on the surface, but they are actually more worried than anyone else. ..."

The young man’s lips raised slightly, remembering the happy time between the brothers, the gentle face of a mountain flower, and the faint voice emphasized, "You know, I have always lived only for them and myself. "

"Well, I know." Minimalism!

It's the kind of only focusing on what he loves, and anything else that contradicts it will not be in his area of ​​attention, and he can't even hope to get his life attitude even if it is just a superfluous look.

"I'm very sorry!"

Akmawei lowered his head in shame, because his impulse made him unable to hold him, and wanted to cry.

"Okay, Ike, there is always a banquet in the world, and we will see you again in the future!"