045 The Arrogant Rich Second Generation
Listening to her heroic words, Liu Chenfeng smiled, and even Uncle Zhong, who was sweating profusely from running, smiled!
After taking them both down and arranging the information, Uncle Zhong returned to the hall. Sure enough, the boss was waiting for him.
Liu Chenfeng swept away the previous greetings and glanced at Uncle Zhong fiercely. Uncle Zhong trembled.
"Master, this is my negligence. However, I can't help it. It was the mother-in-law's younger brother who did it..."
"My mother's younger brother? When did my Liu family's escort agency have to listen to the arrangements of one of his concubines' mother's family?" Liu Chenfeng said in a cold voice, flicking his sleeves and turning around to leave.
Uncle Zhong lowered his head.
The head of the house can treat her as just a concubine, but the servants like them can't. A concubine is also half a master!
The backyard of the escort agency is the Liu family's residence, and Hu Xiaomeng and Shitou live in two adjacent guest rooms.
While Hu Xiaomeng was looking at the room, the door was kicked open from the outside, and he saw an eight or nine-year-old boy standing there with a whip in his hand and an arrogant look on his face!
"Wild girl, are you the one who comes here to play in the restaurant?"
Hu Xiaomeng frowned. Is this the legendary rich second generation?
Dressed in a brocade robe, with a fair and tender face, a pair of thick eyebrows, and high-minded eyes, but why is he so arrogant?
Hu Xiaomeng ignored him, turned around and laid out the quilt, then carried a basin and wanted to fetch water, but the rich second generation blocked the door.
"Borrowed it!"
Liu Qingyang crossed her legs, pinched her waist, and pointed at her, "If you get under my crotch, I will let you go, otherwise..."
Hu Xiaomeng thought to herself, do you think I am Han Xin? She rolled her eyes at him and said, "You are not sick in your head, are you looking for a cure?"
Facing Hu Xiaomeng's disdain, Liu Qingyang's heart, which had always been supported by everyone, suddenly became dissatisfied. She was a stinky beggar, but her father treated her like a guest, and she had such a temper. Who did she think she was?
The little whip in his hand was raised. Hu Xiaomeng looked at him and frowned slightly. Is he really so used to it?
Yang Shitou has been standing in the middle since he entered the house. He was so cautious that he didn't dare to touch anything, so he opened the door and walked out to ask Hu Xiaomeng if he could sleep there. Besides, he was really very sleepy.
Very sleepy!
As a result, I saw Hu Xiaomeng and a boy carrying her on their backs.
Naturally, the boy also saw Yang Shitou. He was a little embarrassed by Hu Xiaomeng and wanted to find it back elsewhere.
The whip in his hand immediately moved in the direction, "You stinky beggars, get out of here, I'll get out of here..."
Hu Xiaomeng wanted to stop him but it was too late!
"Stone……"
However, Yang Shitou turned his face and narrowly grasped the powerful whip.
Blood flowed down his fingers.
Hu Xiaomeng was so angry that she stepped forward and grabbed Liu Qingyang's clothes by the back of his neck. He threw her over his shoulder and Liu Qingyang fell to the ground.
With a "wow" sound, Liu Qingyang started to cry.
Hu Xiaomeng stretched out her hand to take Shitou's hand, "Let me see..."
Yang Shitou quickly put his hands behind his back and said coldly, "It's okay!"
"Why are you so stubborn? You're bleeding, how can you be okay..."
Hu Xiaomeng sometimes forgets that she is just a child when she is anxious, so when she talks or something, she inevitably sounds a bit adult-like!
But in Yang Shitou's eyes, she was the Hu Xiaosan who would fight with him or run around and play with him when he had nothing to do. Her sudden change of demeanor made him feel a little awkward!
Chapter completed!