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Chapter 172: The little guy is a peashooter

Ye Qichen turned around quickly and met his eyes. Those big and beautiful eyes like Ye Wangchuan were dark, very dark and heavy: "It's a big thing for me! Especially big things are bigger than my own affairs.

big!"

Gu San knew that he liked Qiao Nian, but he didn't expect that he would like her to this extent.

I was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to coax him.

Ye Qichen ignored him, turned his head, hugged his iPad, and wrote an online message scolding Qiao Nian.

Just slap it back down below.

[You have met my sister, why do you say she is ugly? I think you are the ugliest, you are the ugliest!]???.

[My sister’s grades are already good. If you score 30 on your own exam, and if someone else scores 130 on the exam, you’ll accuse them of cheating, hahaha!]

[That girl bullied my sister first, so what if she doesn’t have a father, and I don’t have a mother, so I didn’t bully anyone else!]

[My sister is prettier, kinder, and cuter than her. My sister has no parents. You bully her without knowing anything. You are all bad people! Disgusting people!]

Gu San saw his fingers typing on it like a pea shooter.

I wish I could spray everyone who scolded Qiao Nian.

He sprayed and sprayed, making his eyes red.

Tears blinked on her eyelashes, and she suddenly became depressed. She whispered to herself: "Uncle Gu San, why do you think they bully my sister? They don't know my sister, so why should they call me bad names?"

"

There are also people who speak particularly unpleasantly.

He said that his sister was a fake daughter and deserved to be thrown away in the first place.

If she wanted to give birth to a daughter like this, she would want to drown in the toilet.

"Young Master, don't cry." Gu San's heart broke when she saw him crying.

Just at this moment, the door rang.

Ye Qichen raised his sleeves and wiped the tears from his face. He looked like he was fine. He jumped off the sofa, put on his shoes, and ran over.

As soon as Qiao Nian came in, there was a cute little head in her arms.

"Sister, I miss you~!"

Qiao Nian held him in her arms, rubbed his little head, lowered her head and asked him, "Are you good at home today?"

"Yeah, I'm very good."

Ye Qichen took out a small piece of pink letterhead from his pocket. He folded the paper into a cute heart shape and stuffed it into Qiao Nian's arms.

"You can look at this later."

Ye Wangchuan walked behind and saw the letter paper stuffed in his hands. He raised his eyebrows and said, "What did you write?"

"It's something you can't see anyway!" Ye Qichen's face was bright red. He hugged Qiao Nian without letting go. He stepped on his left foot with his right foot for a long time. He raised his head in embarrassment and stared at Qiao Nian with his big grape-like eyes. He printed out

Her shadow came: "Sister, don't be afraid, I will definitely protect you! I won't let anyone bully you!"

hehe!

Ye Wangchuan lifted him out of the depressed girl's arms by his collar, pulled him aside, and said ruthlessly: "Just mind yourself, your sister's business is still with me, it's not your turn.

A five-year-old is worried."

Ye Qichen was suddenly pulled away from Xiangruan's arms. He subconsciously gritted his teeth and was about to lose his temper with him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Qiao Nian was still there.

I managed to hold back my anger.

He may not be a child of the Ye family. If his mother didn't pick him up from the trash can, then his uncle picked him up from the trash can.

They are definitely not related by blood.

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