Mi Qing arrived at the Li family's old house in the Li family's car, but no one from the family showed up. She didn't care, declined the driver's help, and walked in through the gate with her luggage.

In the living room, the host's family sat in a circle, comforting Li Xin who looked pale.

"Xinxin, don't be afraid. No matter what, you will always be a child of the Li family. In our generation, you are the only girl who has been raised and raised like you. How could we not want you?"

"Yes, sister Xinxin, you are the only sister I have, and no one can replace you."

"..."

Aunt Lin, the Li family's cook, noticed Mi Qing at the door for the first time. She was stunned for a moment and coughed in a panic, "Miss Mi... is here."

Everyone in the host's house fell silent for an instant, and the atmosphere was stagnant.

Aunt Lin took the initiative to take the luggage from Mi Qing's hand, breaking the silence and said, "Miss, I will help you carry the gift upstairs."

Mi Qing waved her hand, put her luggage at the door, and looked at everyone in the Li family.

His eyes swept across the group of people and landed on Li Xin, smiling with an unknown meaning.

This smile broke the silence.

"Mi Qing is here, come and sit."

Wang Jiao, the eldest wife of the Li family, was a good dancer. She hurriedly greeted Mi Qing and winked at her husband.

Mi Qing is a happy-go-lucky person. She does whatever makes her feel comfortable. She struts over and sits opposite Li Xin. The smile on her face is both sarcastic and sarcastic, and she has a very distinct personality.

Being looked at by Mi Qing like this, Li Xin's face was timid, and he looked pitiful and hesitant to speak, which was in perfect contrast to Mi Qing, who had his legs crossed.

Li Chong, Mi Qing's nominal biological father, frowned and said, "Sit tight! Elders are here, how are you sitting?"

"Elder?" Mi Qing chewed the word with a lively expression, "What kind of elder? The elder who gave birth to me and raised me? Or the elder who pointed fingers at me, the lost and recovered real daughter, when we first met?"

"presumptuous!"

Li Chongze had long known that Mi Qing was a child who grew up in a slum area, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he still had a splitting headache. None of the information his secretary got from investigating Mi Qing satisfied him.

His anger can shock many people, but Mi Qing is not included.

Mi Qing was indifferent to this, looking directly at the silent old man of the Li family, and asked calmly: "My household registration was moved to the Li family by you without my consent. Now I am here for no other reason, except for one thing."

.When will my household registration be moved out?”

Li Shuihai, the old man of the Li family, carefully looked at Mi Qing in front of him.

The fifteen-year-old girl has neat short hair and very prominent eyebrows, which is quite similar to the Li family. She has a pair of affectionate eyes and is almost the same as her mother.

It's just that Mi Qing's mother, Cao Laishu, is gentle by nature, and her loving eyes are mostly the affection of her little daughter. But Mi Qing is different, her loving eyes are unabashedly showy.

Such publicity is incompatible with the restrained nature of the Li family.

"You should know that if you are under eighteen years old, you need a guardian."

Mi Qing said coldly, "Guardian? My adoptive father passed away and he has no relatives. According to the policy, my adoptive father's good friend is willing to become my guardian. We just go through the formalities." She planned well, but ended up halfway.

He broke out of the Li family and removed her household registration without saying a word, without informing her at all.

"You have relatives." Li Shuihai reminded.

Mi Qing rolled her eyes and said, "Come on. I know from you that I am from your family. Have any of you seen me? The person who contacted me yesterday was a secretary, and the person who picked me up today is a driver. I walked into the door of your house.

, what I hear is how you care for the fake daughter. What’s wrong? You think that I, Mi Qing, am a low-class person from the slums, so you have to be grateful because you are willing to accept me back to the Li family? "

"Stop talking nonsense. I don't have overflowing emotions. If you want my gratitude, do it as early as possible in the next life."

Mi Qing's verbal output caused 250 injuries and made the Li family's expression change.

Even the introverted Li Shuihai felt his eyebrows twitching and his heart angry.

"Mi Qing, you are a junior, how can you talk to an elder like this? Apologize to grandpa quickly, or get out!" Li Hui, who is Mi Qing's cousin by blood, frowned with a worried look on his face.

Mi Qing looked at Li Hui coldly, "You pampered young man, I don't know how to get out, do you want to show me an example?"

"You..." Li Hui was furious, but was suppressed by Wang Jiao who was equally angry.

After all, this is the matter of the second room. The first room can watch, but it is best not to participate. People who have not seen the second room are silent now? Why should the people of the first room stand up for the second room?

Cao Laishu looked at Mi Qing with tearful eyes and said sadly: "Mi Qing, I know you are blaming us. But what happened that day was not what we wanted. Just admit your mistake, we are all blood relatives."

Mi Qing refused to eat anything, looked at Li Xin who was biting her lip and crying silently, raised her eyebrows and asked: "Blood relative? Who is she?"

Cao Laishu swallowed hard, and Li Xin cried out, "It's all my fault. Can't I just leave?"

When she failed to leave, Cao Laishu subconsciously grabbed Li Xin's arm. Li Sheng glared at Mi Qing angrily, "She is my sister. Even if you leave, she will not leave!"

"A Sheng..." Li Xin cried loudly, and Cao Laishu also shed tears, "Mi Qing, Xin Xin has been in poor health since she was a child. Don't target her like this."

Li Chong was also furious, "Xinxin will always be the daughter of my Li family. You want to drive her away as soon as you come back. You are really uneducated!"

Mi Qing looked at the loving family in front of her, thought of the direction of the original plot in the novel, and clapped her hands, "I think you are right, I am indeed uneducated. Who makes me lucky not to be raised in your Li family and accept you

Where’s the upbringing?”

"Everyone has their own agenda, but they pretend to be intimate. It's disgusting to see."

I don't know who Mi Qing's words touched. The first person to react was Li Chongze, who was closest to Mi Qing. He raised his hand and greeted Mi Qing's face. That gesture was not to hit his own daughter.

, more like beating an enemy.

Mi Qing's eyes turned cold, and he raised his foot and kicked Li Chongze in the heart. Even though she had thin arms and legs, she had been practicing. She pulled back her straight long legs, and Li Chongze fell down.

After several exclamations and a scream, Li Chong hit the beam of the sofa behind him and injured his waist.

"Okinori!"

Cao Laishu and Li Xin hurriedly helped Li Chongze, but his waist was injured and it hurt so much that he was in excruciating pain when he moved. He was moaning, and others didn't dare to move at all.

"Call the doctor quickly!"

Wang Jiao winked at Li Chonggui, who hurriedly said to Aunt Lin that he had fulfilled his duty as the eldest brother.

Li Sheng saw the crying Cao Laishu and the silently weeping Li Xin, and listened to Li Chongze's lamentations. He was confused and furious. He raised the ashtray on the tea table, cursed and went to Mi Qing's house.

Let's go to the forehead.

The thirteen-year-old boy looked like a calf. His round arms did not save effort. The ashtray fell out of his hand and rubbed Mi Qing's scalp.
Chapter completed!