[69 Book Bar-www.] People who know Xiao Moshu think he is a person with a good temper, a calm and unmoving personality, and rarely get angry. Yan Huan came over, and the faint fragrance of the girl came to his nose. He would not strangle her to death with such a sentence.

Yan Huan seemed to have no idea that he had messed with him, so he let him go and sat behind with his schoolbag.

Secretary Han, who was standing beside him for a long time, his face still remained unchanged, as if he had seen nothing or heard nothing.

He followed into the car, and Yan Huan sat on her left hand. She was wearing extremely short jeans and sat down like this, her long thin white legs were clearly in front of him. He grabbed her arm so hard that he turned his head and saw the bright red marks on her arm.

It is obviously so delicate, but it seems to be broken when touched, but its personality is so strong that it is crazy.

"Starting next week, you have to wear your school uniform every day." This is not solicitation of opinions, but orders.

Yan Huan smiled loudly: "Uncle... just look at it if you want to, don't pretend. Why not go home and I'll let you see more after you go home. I'll let you see wherever you want. How about it?"

Xiao Moshu turned his head to look at her. Yan Huan had a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, bright and bright. Her eyes were ink-colored, and when she blinked, she looked like two cat-eye gems. Her skin was very thin, very white, tender and silky as tofu, as if it was broken as soon as it touched.

Her current age should be the most innocent time. But every word that broke out from her little mouth wanted to make people beat her up a lesson.

"Yan Huan, if you really care about your mother, you should cherish yourself, instead of making yourself so despicable..." Xiao Moshu rarely speaks harshly. As soon as he said this, he was surprised and regretful.

Even Secretary Han, who was sitting in front, was stunned. She had been with Mr. Xiao for several years, and had she ever seen him talking to people like this?

When Yan Huan heard her mother, her face curled, and the hatred that had accumulated for many years surged out: "Xiao Moshu, what qualifications do you have to mention my mother in front of me? The person who is the least qualified is your Xiao family..."

He shouldn't mention her mother, that's a taboo. Everyone wants to pass over the years, but a living Yan Huan is always reminding everyone that some things will never be overcome.

"Yan Huan..." Xiao Moshu sighed helplessly, "If you can't let go of the past, you will always be the one who suffers."

"Xiao Moshu, put away your hypocritical face. I know very well what you Xiao family are. Stop pretending to be in front of me. I tell you, you are despicable and even disgusting."

This is Yan Huan. Whenever she mentioned her mother, she was like an out-of-control tiger. She opened her claws and did not catch herself and the people around her, but was unwilling to accept her blood.
Chapter completed!