Chapter 452 Cinderella becomes a princess
"I'm tired of seeing them!" Gong Ou doesn't like it. He holds a silver fork and plunges it into the table. .“……” When Xiaonian quietly watched his movements, her brow slightly frowned, and she did not know what to say with Gong ou. She turned away and went to ask Xu Bingxin to have dinner. Muqianchu came from the inside, holding a bottle of good red wine in his hand, and put it on the table. Gong Ou raises her eyes. The two men looked at each other across the dining table and saw indifference and sinister things in each other's eyes. Mu qianchu looked at him coldly, and suddenly sneered, "Mr. Gong still thinks I'm a threat?" "It used to be." Gong Ou also replied with a sneer, "now that you get together with this play, I just feel sick." “……” Mu qianchu lowered his eyes and opened the cork on the wine bottle. "But you did a good job. You let shixiaonian know that I am the only one who really loves her in the world." Gong Ou pulled the silver fork out of the table and looked at him contemptuously, "because I will never mix with the person who hurt her." When the flute hurt at the beginning, Xiaonian's Posts and pieces are still clear to him now. Hearing this, mu qianchu pinched the cork tightly in his hand, and saw a touch of embarrassment in his eyes. For a while, he raised his face and looked at Gong ou, "but you still want to kill me He could see this in Gong Ou's eyes. "Of course, I hate it when there are insects crawling on the ground. It can crawl in any dirty place, but it should not appear in my sight." “……” "Where I'm going, it should crawl away wisely, or it will be trampled to death by one foot." Gong Ou's voice is as cold as an ice front. Murdoch poured pure color liquor into several clean wine glasses and said, "this is not China, this is just an island. There is a gun depot on the island. Isn't Mr. Gong interested in seeing it?" "Do you want to stimulate me?" Gong Ou sneers scornfully. Mu qianchu no longer spoke, because Xu Bingxin and Shi Xiaonian came over. Shi Di followed them and kept his head down. The slap mark on his face was still obvious, and he walked with a sense of panic and weakness. Mu qianchu looks at the past and looks at the confidence between Xiaonian's eyes. It seems that he was born with that feeling. Once Cinderella became a princess. The princess once became Cinderella. So dramatic. Xu Bingxin sits in the main seat, four young people sit on both sides of her, while Xiao Nian and Gong Ou sit on one side, opposite to Mu qianchu and Shi Di. When Xiaonian knew that Gong Ou didn't like such an occasion very much. He thought that he could leave the island after finishing dinner in a hurry. "When I was 13 years old, I went to my home. At that time, I was 11 years old, and Xiaodi was 10 years old." Mu qianchu's voice is soft and tells Xu Bingxin about their youth. Xu Bingxin listened with interest. "I remember one time when the three of us went shopping together. The fish jumped around and jumped on me. The little flute was so scared that I couldn't see it. At last, Xiaonian caught the fish and made it fishy. In fact, I knew that she was also scared." Said Mu qianchu. The light of dusk is getting darker. When the flute sat aside, and then he added a sentence, the voice is very small, "since childhood, sister is very good at taking care of people." When Xiaonian looks at Shidi, Shidi lowers his head. This kind of words can't be bought before when buying flute. Time really makes a person change so much. "Xiaonian is really good at taking care of people. People are gentle. It's best." Xu Bingxin was very proud of it, and then said, "it's just that the young people still go to buy vegetables. They blame their mother for being bad. They don't know that you still exist, or they will take you back as soon as possible." "Mother, it's all over." When small read light tunnel. Gong Ou sits on Xiaonian's right hand side. He is not interested in the food she made. He holds the knife and paddles on it for a while and puts it in his mouth. It's hard to eat. Then he vomited again. "Yes, we were happy as children." Muqianchu said, looking at shixiaonian gently, "do you remember that one year when it snowed, we passed xiaopang's house and they all fought snowball wars there. They saw that I was blind and all smashed snowballs on me. Do you remember what you did?" When small read did not expect mu qianchu still remember those, she lightly smile, "I hit them back." "More than a return." Mu qianchu said to Xu Bingxin with a smile, "Auntie, you know, Xiaonian hit them back all afternoon, and at night, he desperately hit them with snowballs. Six or seven boys shouted and ran around. Until later, on a snowy day, the boys saw Xiaonian and ran away for fear of being caught up. " "Really? I can't see the other side of Xiaonian. " Xu Bingxin is very happy to listen to her daughter's past stories. She doesn't even taste vegetables. She listens to Mu qianchu's telling. "When I came back home, I shook her hand and found that her hand was cold. Her clothes were all wet and shivering. They were wet and cold. She told me that she had no strength to take off her clothes." Said Mu qianchu. "Bang!" A crisp voice sounded. Gong Ou slaps the knife and fork hard on the white plate, which makes everyone jump. All the people looked at him. Gong Ou's face was very cold. A pair of dark eyes were full of fierce anger. He looked coldly at mu qianchu. "What happened then?" He squeezed out his thin lips word by word, and his voice was as cold as snow. She didn't have the strength to take off her clothes. When Xiaonian looked at Gong Ou's eyes, he reached under the tablecloth and pressed his leg. Gong Ou didn't look at her, so he stared at mu qianchu gloomily, "say, keep talking!" Mu qianchu gave a low smile, "what does Mr. Gong want me to say? He said that I was reading for Xiaonian that day..." "The first thousand." When small read frown, interrupt mu qianchu's words. Do these two men have to face each other like this? Why not let the past go like this. "Let him go on!" Gong Ou opened his mouth coldly, and his thin lips held a smile like arc. Xu Bingxin also noticed that the atmosphere on the dinner table was a little strange. When the flute sat there and spoke in a low voice, "it was the clothes that my mother changed for my sister. She had a high fever that day." Shixiaonian looks at Shidi. When didi actually spoke to solve this situation, this is much more audible than what she said from her mouth. If she spoke like this, Gong ou might not believe it. "I think so. But master Mu doesn't seem to want to make his words too clear. " Gong Ou sneers and looks at mu qianchu surly. "Do you want to stimulate me, or are some people already living by fantasy?" Live by fantasy. Mu qianchu's hand holding the knife and fork was a little hard, and he smiled quietly, "just casually said some interesting things when he was a child. Mr. Gong should not take them to heart." "When I was a child, what did I know when I was a child? My family was a good girl who even wanted to adopt a stray cat." Gong Ou said. This is obviously not a small read in praise. But it means that mu qianchu is just a stray cat and a stray dog. When small read headache ground listen. It seems that Mr. Gong didn't have much interest in our childhood, and his life after the aristocracy was high, and the stars were all over the moon, which made people look forward to it. Of course, he was not interested in our small family's interesting stories This word deliberately pulls Gong Ou away from them. When Xiaonian thought the dinner was very difficult. In the middle of the conversation, the sky was already dark. The light was on in the courtyard. The light was on the dining table and on every thoughtful face. "I'm not interested in the anecdotes of a blind man from amnesia to memory recovery, from a childe to a bereaved dog." Gong Ou said coldly. "Well, eat." Xu Bingxin can't hear any more, so talking carefully becomes tit for tat. When Xiaonian didn't know how to finish the dinner. The servants pushed the suitcase to the center of the living room. When Xiaonian went to the kitchen to pour water. When she came to the kitchen door, she saw Shidi standing there washing dishes. When the flute was wearing a scarf, a man stood silently in front of the sink washing dishes. “……” Shixiaonian looks at her back with some consternation. "Do you think it's incredible?" A deep and gentle voice sounded behind her. When Xiaonian turned around, mu qianchu came to her side and said, "do you feel that there has been a subversive change in your sister's situation, but you have become more noble than she used to be, and she has become more depressed than you used to be?" When hearing the sound, the flute looked back at them, and then continued to wash the dishes. "Why?" Asked shixiaonian. She thought that the performance of Shidi was not so good, and it could evolve the provincialism into the essence. "Thanks to Mr. Gong." Mu qianchu sneered, "do you know what kind of country he put his family in? You can't imagine how there will be such a backward country in this era. There's no electricity, no food, no warm clothes, and poor public security and medical care. At six o'clock in the afternoon, there are only burning, killing and looting in the street. They have moved their homes over and over again. What they can't move is their terrible fate. " “……” When small read's eyes stagnated. "In fact, it was better at the beginning. Just five or six months ago, Gong Ou gave another order to leave them in a dirtier and scarier place. They tried to do a little business, but people were all looking at Shidi, a beautiful oriental woman." When he said that, he would not go on, and the following contents were self-evident. “……” When Xiaonian stood there, he was a little cold. She didn't want her family to suffer those things. She just wanted the flute not to appear in her sight. Don't make those dirty means to herself. Gong Ou takes revenge on her. "Now, you know why it's like this." Mu qianchu smiled bitterly, and when he looked at it, he said, "it's good that she hasn't died." When Xiaonian heard this, he felt cold. "The parents..."