Liu Zhenying still repeated: "This is my thing, don't touch it."

"You said this is yours, so it's yours?"

Saying that, Yan Zixu stretched out her hand and prepared to grab it.

But his wrist was neatly caught in mid-air.

Liu Zhenying held her hand, his eyes full of sarcasm: "I told you not to move, do you really not understand people?"

As he spoke, Liu Zhenying exerted slight force on his hand, and severe pain immediately spread.

Yan Zixu, who was always pampered and pampered, naturally couldn't bear it and screamed uncontrollably: "Liu Zhenying, please let go of me."

"OK."

With an understatement in her voice, she relaxed her hands lightly and then pushed.

Yan Zixu, wearing house slippers, staggered back two steps and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Liu Qixia caught her in time.

Liu Qixia didn't expect things to develop to this point. Her eyes widened, a little incredulous: "Liu Zhenying, are you crazy? This is your biological mother, how dare you push her?"

Pursing her red lips, Liu Zhenying raised her eyes, her eyes so pale and transparent: "So what if I pushed her away? If you hadn't framed her, I'm afraid there wouldn't be what happened now."

Liu Qixia panicked: "What did you say?"

"Don't you want to know where your necklace is? Then I can tell you that it is in her hands."

Liu Zhenying pointed his finger, and a young helper in the crowd shrank subconsciously, and almost fell to the ground with weak legs.

Liu Qixia's face was ugly, her lips opened and closed slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

But Liu Zhenying didn't give her a chance.

She tilted her head and smiled, and her voice was light but with a cold edge: "You gave her the necklace at five o'clock this morning and asked her to find an opportunity to secretly put it in my room. The reason is that when things get serious, you

You can destroy the relationship between me and my biological parents. But you don’t know that after I leave the room, I habitually lock the room with a charm."

Unless she takes off the talisman with her own hands, no one can open it.

Liu Qixia felt Yan Zixu's nails piercing the inside of her wrist mercilessly, which was very hard.

Her mood immediately rose: "Liu Zhenying, you are talking nonsense here, who knows if you are telling lies?"

"The necklace is in the pink box on the third shelf of her bedside drawer."

A calm face and a cool voice, when mixed together, become absolutely convincing.

At Yan Zixu's signal, someone immediately ran to the maid's room and found the necklace in the mezzanine as Liu Zhenying said.

At this time, Liu Qixia was speechless.

"Mom..." She immediately hugged Yan Zixu's arm tightly, her reddish eyes looking pitiful: "I just... I just..."

The facts are already in front of us. No matter what Liu Qixia says, it will be useless.

But seeing the obvious tear stains on her face and the teardrops stained on her eyelashes, Yan Zixu softened her heart subconsciously, and her chest was filled with complex and indescribable emotions.

Taking a deep breath, she patted Liu Qixia's arm and raised her head: "Okay, let's forget about it."

"She wants to apologize to me."

"What?"

"Master said that you should apologize if you do something wrong." Liu Zhenying frowned: "What? You don't even understand this?"

The questioning words fell like a slap on Yan Zixu's face in the space where everyone was present.

Her face suddenly fell: "She is your sister. Even if she does something wrong, I will teach her slowly." As she said this, she said in a serious tone: "I said this is the end of the matter."

As if announcing, Yan Zixu picked up Liu Qixia and walked out.

But Liu Zhenying has never been so easy to get rid of.

She blocked their way, her eyes seemed gentle, but there was an aggressive cold light in her eyes, and she repeated: "I want her to apologize."

Turning from embarrassment to anger, Yan Zixu's eyes widened: "You didn't listen to me."

"Why should I listen to you?"

"I am your biological mother."

"I'm sorry, you really overestimated your status with me."

Liu Zhenying chuckled, with an innate aura vaguely present, which could not be expressed but was definitely strong: "I was willing to give you three points yesterday because Master taught me not to do anything casually, but Liu Qixia and I

There is no blood relationship, she is nothing to me."

While spitting out curse words, she tilted her head and smiled: "Since Liu Qixia dares to bully me, she must be mentally prepared to bear the consequences. Of course, she doesn't have to apologize to me, but... don't blame me for taking care of it myself.

She got it."

Liu Zhenying looked around expressionlessly. No one dared to react or even look at her.

In the quiet room, she could only hear her words: "I think... if you get hit by a car when you go out, this is a good punishment..."

"Zhenyi."

Two words came from the door.

Looking away, Liu Yuqing was standing there. At this time, he was frowning, staring at Liu Zhenying with a pair of eyes filled with indescribable emotions, who was stepping on the hearts of others every word.

There was another person standing behind him.

The black combat uniform was replaced by a shirt of the same color. His skin was bronzed by the sun all year round. His facial features were strong. He was leaning against the wall and his body was full of strong hormones.

"The Destined One?"

Liu Zhenying's eyes lit up, without the slightest shame of being seen through, he moved closer as if nothing had happened just now: "Why are you here?"

Qu Xiaojue looked at Liu Zhenying with a complicated expression.

Although he didn't know what exactly happened here, he believed that the petty quarrel between the sisters should not be serious, but her words just now were almost mean and vicious, which was completely different from the education he had received.

After a long while, he twitched his lips and said, "I'm here to give you money."

"Really? Where's the money?"

Liu Zhenying seemed not to be aware of his mood swings, and spread out his white and tender palms, looking quite interested.

Qu Xiaojue hooked his finger, and immediately a guard-looking figure came forward behind him carrying an iron box and opened it: "Miss Liu, here is one hundred thousand cash, please count it."

She only needs to glance at it to know the number of pictures inside.

One point is a lot.

She happily accepted it and moved the iron box to the cabinet to hide it.

The pair of clear black and white apricot eyes were curved, like a half-moon, and the smile was gentle and harmless, not showing the aggressive look just now.

Qu Xiaojue felt that the smile on her face was a bit dazzling.

Having achieved his goal, he turned around and left.

He had something serious to do today, so sending money was just a way of doing it.
Chapter completed!