Chapter 9 Little Fleas Can't Kill a Bull
The outside world only knows that Jiugu Wenchang is a local natural scenic spot, backed by mountains, surrounded by rivers, and surrounded by mountains and rivers. It covers an area of about 500,000 square meters, but Jiugu Wenchang is actually the private property of the Zhou family.
When it comes to the Zhou family, most likely no one knows about it, whether local or out of town.
Once someone knows about it, that person must be either rich or noble.
After going through the winding mountain road and passing through the customs, the car stopped in front of a tall building with a slightly ancient charm.
There were many greetings at the door, "The young master is back!"
He Xiaoran got out of the car.
After Zhou Chenyuan got out of the car, he accidentally glanced at it, was startled for a moment, and quickly looked away.
He had never thought that He Xiaoran was beautiful, but the glance just now made Zhou Chenyuan feel that the ugly creature was somewhat pretty.
Zhou Chenyuan felt ashamed for having such ridiculous thoughts in his mind. He actually thought that He Xiaoran's face could still be seen?
"Hey, isn't this Shen Yuan?" Someone next to him suddenly said frivolously, "Tsk, this little girl is the one you bought? Didn't you say she is ugly? So beautiful?"
Zhou Chenyuan's face darkened, and he knew who this was without even thinking.
His second uncle, Zhou Zixi, had always made it his mission to play with women.
Zhou Zixi smelled of alcohol. He walked unsteadily to He Xiaoran and suddenly leaned in front of her. He looked at her face carefully as if he was looking at the price of something rare.
"Didn't you say... there is a dark spot on your face? Where is the spot? Why can't I see it?"
He Xiaoran stood still, his expression on his face and body not showing any fluctuation due to Zhou Zixi's approach.
She turned her face slightly and pointed to one side of her cheek, "Here, it's blocked by the foundation..."
Zhou Zixi came closer, so close that the disgusting smell of alcohol mixed with his mouth sprayed onto He Xiaoran's face.
He suddenly stretched out his hand and touched the side of her face: "Here, let my second uncle touch her..."
He Xiaoran's hands clenched into fists, and just a second before her body was about to move, someone suddenly grabbed her waist and pulled her back.
She turned around and saw Zhou Chenyuan's livid face: "Why are you talking to a drunkard? Don't you know how to avoid it?"
He Xiaoran looked at him, "Not your second uncle?"
"That's right." Zhou Zixi came over again and patted Zhou Chenyuan on the shoulder: "Chen Yuan, you have married a wife and forgotten your second uncle. Learn more from your wife, she is much more sensible than you.
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Zhou Chenyuan glanced at him, unceremoniously peeled off Zhou Zixi's hand on his shoulder, raised his feet and walked forward with a cold face.
After taking two steps, he turned back and said coldly to He Xiaoran: "Still not leaving?"
He Xiaoran raised his heels and walked over: "Let's go."
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"Grandpa, you look very energetic. Grandma's face looks a little rosy."
He Xiaoran was called to the old man alone. He was well-behaved and sensible. He could hear whatever he wanted to say.
The old lady was very happy. He patted the old lady's hand and said, "Thanks to Xiao Ran, your great-grandmother's health is getting better."
"My grandpa is very upright, and my grandma is very lucky." He Xiaoran's mouth sounded sweet.
Zhou Chenyuan stood beside him, his face tense and he didn't say a word.
The old man seemed to be in a good mood, and he had the time to ask about their lives, and then sent He Xiaoran away, leaving Zhou Chenyuan to chat alone in the study: "Go to Hall No. 1 and chat more with those young people.
Stay close. Shen Yuan stays, I have something to tell you."
In the eyes of the servants coming and going in the Zhou family, He Xiaoran seemed out of place.
Everyone knows that this is a happy-go-lucky girl who is not popular.
It was bought by the Zhou family with money.
The servant took her to the living room. In the huge and spacious living room, He Xiaoran saw a group of young men and women sitting together, chatting in a relaxed atmosphere.
As soon as she appeared at the door, she was discovered by Hua Qingyu.
"Xiao Ran?!" Hua Qingyu was a little surprised when she saw her.
He Xiaoran wore a beige one-shoulder dress with an irregular hem, a slender waist and long legs. She also wore mid-heeled shoes of the same color. Her hair was tied into a high ponytail, which completely exposed her face.
On her face with makeup, the originally dark areas were completely invisible. Her face was white and tender, and her skin was exceptionally smooth and translucent, making her delicate face look beautiful, eye-catching, lustful and pure.
"Is she He Xiaoran?"
"Who said she was ugly?"
"It was the fortune teller who said that there must be dark spots on the face..."
Unexpectedly, I don’t have any dark spots on my face at all.
Hua Qingyu didn't know why, she was a little anxious: "Xiaoran, have you put on makeup? You have become more beautiful. What kind of foundation did you use? You can't even see such a big dark spot on your face. It's great!"
When I say this...
"I mean, it turned out to be covered with foundation?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how thick of foundation should I use to cover it?"
He Xiaoran walked over: "Do you want foundation? I'll take a photo and send it to you later."
Hua Qingyu left and stood up, carefully moved her legs and stepped aside, "You sit here. Where is Shen Yuan?"
"The old man left him to talk." He Xiaoran sat down next to Hua Qingyu unceremoniously, without any sense of being out of tune with this group of people.
And these people in front of her were clearly observing her with ridicule, contempt and even malice.
Hua Qingyu smiled: "Grandpa loves Shen Yuan the most."
She reached out and poured the tea in front of He Xiaoran, "Drink some hot water, the dinner won't start in another hour."
He Xiaoran glanced at the tea and looked at her, "Can I drink this water? Don't let me get into the toilet after finishing it!"
Hua Qingyu was choked up, then smiled and said: "Oh, Xiaoran, you really know how to joke."
She glanced at He Xiaoran and suddenly said as if she noticed something: "Xiaoran, please wait a minute and don't move. There is something dirty here!"
Saying that, Hua Qingyu quickly took out the wet tissue from her bag, and without He Xiaoran's refusal, she wiped it twice on the left side of her face.
He Xiaoran was so angry that she just put on makeup!
Zhou Chenyuan was afraid that she would be embarrassed, so he brought someone over to do her makeup.
Damn it, Xiao Bailian’s rank is not very high, just like a little flea jumping on the back of a cow, but it can’t bite the cow to death and make the cow angry.
Didn't she just want to wipe off the foundation on her face and expose her dark spots for these people to laugh at?
The eyes of other people have already been watching He Xiaoran's face like a radar. The color is really not easy to see. It has faded to the point where it is almost gone.
With drowsy eyes, she asked Xiao Bailian: "Did you wipe something off or wipe something out?"
Hua Qingyu stared at the left side of her face for a while, pursed her lips, and said with a shocked expression, "I'll wipe it off for you."
"Then I thank you."
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"Niece-in-law!"
He Xiaoran smelled the smell of tea all over Xiaobailian for a while, and ran out to take a breath.
As soon as the results came out, Zhou Zixi followed.
He Xiaoran glanced at him, "Second uncle?"
Zhou Zixi's eyes quickly looked at her, from her neck to her chest to her butt. He originally thought she was ugly, but he didn't expect her to be particularly beautiful and beautiful.
Zhou Zixi had heard a lot of rumors about He Xiaoran. Among them, the one that she and Zhou Chenyuan were caught raping in the toilet was the most sensational. Is it so sexy?
Chapter completed!