On the way home from school, Zhang Wenjie and Song Zhiwei complained about Yang Liu very much.

"You don't know that she is very proud. She thinks she has good academic performance and good family conditions, so she often looks down on others. She is still the kind of double-faced style that is in person and behind the scenes."

"She was young a few years ago and didn't dare to blatantly slander or despise others, so she smiled in front of everyone and looked easy to get along with, but after that she would say bad things about others, and her dislike and contempt inside and outside. I couldn't believe that this was what she said."

The two of them meant each other, which made Li Xiang realize: "Are you elementary school classmates?"

"Well, she lives in the front brigade. I heard that her father seemed to be the commander of the army."

It turns out that they are the second generation of the military, but aren’t they all full of justice?

I immediately realized that since I was a soldier, I must often be away from home, so that my children's education would fall on women.

This willow is so nostrils that it is almost impossible to be separated from her mother.

"Her mother is the pillar of the military art troupe. She is very arrogant. Yang Liu has been a study committee member in the class since elementary school. Sometimes she also serves as a literary and artistic committee member. She is good at studying, can sing and dance. She is beautiful and has a sweet mouth. Which teacher doesn't like it? Which student doesn't like it?"

As soon as Zhang Wenjie finished speaking, Song Zhiwei snorted coldly: "Classmates like it? Look at how many of us like her?"

Li Xiang pursed her lips and laughed: "I see that the boys like her very much."

"This willow is very snobbish and is very good at watching the dishes. She is like this to boys and girls. She has good family conditions and is not good. Humph, when she is in a good mood, she may say a few words to you. If she is in a bad mood, she will not bother to pay attention to you."

"In the past, she thought she was the best-looking girl in the class. She dressed well and looked good, but now it's different,"

After the two of them finished speaking, they looked at Li Xiang at the same time: "You are better than her and dressed well. Otherwise, she would sit in the first row and always sway to the last row?"

Li Xiang heard the "Puchi" and said, "I said you two, it seems that you don't like her very much?"

"We are poor, and we have always been the objects of her despise. We were a little better in the past, but we didn't dare to go too far. Now, look at how she looked just now and looked at people with her eyes slanted. It's really unpleasant."

The same family conditions are good, and the same beautiful schoolwork is good, why are there so many different people in their character?

Look at Li Xiang, then look at the willow, and it appears immediately.

"Okay, if you don't like it, don't have much contact with her, but it's best to keep your face and live a good life on weekdays. As classmates, you have to maintain a good basic relationship."

The two agreed, but they still felt inexplicably happy when Yang Liu heard that Li Xiang's mother was admitted to Peking University and was the top scorer in liberal arts.

No matter how well her mother married, she was just a dancer. Where is Li Xiang’s mother so good? She is the real carp jumping on the dragon gate!

When I walked to Li Xiang's door, I saw Na Yuan's ex-husband and son kneeling there and begging her for something miserably.

Na Yuan pushed them away with an impatient look, but as soon as she turned around, her ex-husband and son were hugged by her ex-husband and son.

"You let go, let me go."

When Li Xiang saw this situation, he felt a headache. He thought that these two people had given up, but who would have thought that they would be sincere and plaster.

"Who is that person? Do you need help?"

Song Zhiwei observed his expression and looked at Li Xiang's bad expression, so he asked her.

"It's okay, you guys go, we can solve this."

"You,"

Song Zhiwei wanted to say something, but Zhang Wenjie pulled him a little, "Okay, then you can do it first. Remember to call us if you have anything."

After Li Xiang sent them away, he heard the shameless ex-husband kowtow and begging.

"Really, my dad is very ill. My mom was in a hurry and was hospitalized. They kept muttering about you. You go and see them for the last time?"

"Yes, mom, my grandparents miss you, they,"

"Enough, your dad and I had divorced more than ten years ago and had no relationship. That was his parents. What does it have to do with me? You guys leave quickly, I don't want to see you at all."

"Now Yuan, you are still a teacher. How could you be so cruel? They are almost dead. I just want to see you. You go to the hospital to see what's wrong with them?"

"I don't want to see them. Why do you have to force me to see? What's wrong with me being a teacher? The teacher can't hate one person and get tired of the family? Don't exaggerate this person here. Compared to the relatives of your whole family, what can I do with this ruthlessness? Okay, don't show any pity here. I won't go. You guys will die! "

Na Yuan broke free wildly. Judging from her appearance, she was really so annoyed by the father and son.

At the critical moment, Li Xiang grabbed a person with one hand. Under the dumbfounded gaze of Na Yuan and the father and son, she threw the person across the road by her.

"Are you deaf? My grandma doesn't like to see you. Get out quickly. If you don't leave, I'll beat you all over the floor for your teeth!"

The father and son were so disgusted by Li Xiang that they realized that they had been thrown out of the house by a child, and they were completely in a state of discomfort.

"How can you throw someone away?"

"That's right, you're not old and have such great strength, did you grow up with fertilizer?"

"I'm talking to my mother, what are you, an outsider, getting involved? My son hasn't asked my mother yet, where is your grandma?"

"I am not as old as yours. Go there quickly. There is no such thing as an outsider here!"

Li Xiang shook his head when he heard this, "No, I am not an outsider, I am the owner of this house. That grandma is the guest I invited. I invited her to live here. Since she is a guest, I respectfully call her grandma. Then she is our family. You two are not things, can you get out?"

The father and son looked up in disbelief because of her words: "What did you say just now? Your house? When will this house become yours?"

Li Xiang took out the property certificate and handed it to them, letting them take a look. When the two of them reached out to grab it, she had already put it away.

"See clearly? You can get out now if you see clearly!"

The scumbag was very excited by this new property. He clenched his fists, his forehead was leaping around, and he growled in the direction of Na Yuan.

"You actually sold the house? Sold?" His tone rose several times because of excitement.

Na Yuan sneered in disdain, "I sell my house, why are you excited?"

"How can that be your house? That's our house!"

The scumbag said too quickly. After saying that, she realized something was wrong and quickly added.

"No, I mean, that house should also have a copy of your son. If you sell the house so quietly, where will the children live in the future? Because my parents were sick and hospitalized, we have sold the house and we have to move at the end of this month. You, you have also sold the house, so where can we live and where can we live?"
Chapter completed!