Xiao Yan opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak. His sister could make them sweat every time:

The sister they thought was a weak little beauty who needed the protection of her brothers. Every time her sister could suddenly transform into a female Saiyan in their eyes, a hundred times better than her brothers.

Who protects whom?

By the way, my sister is Aunt Chu's daughter. Aunt Chu is like her sister. Xiao Yan's little head immediately thought of the scene that made his limbs and hands tremble: Aunt Chu, a scud, sent three big men to the sky.

Obviously, the aunt who is so gentle to their little kids on weekdays can move their little kids to hell directly. Thinking of this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but tremble again.

I admire my father who died of a young friend, who was able to hook up with Aunt Chu and not be kicked away by Aunt Chu.

When it comes to how confident he is in his fists and feet, Chu Qingman feels that he seems to be born with him. Since the first time Chu Yixiang was planning to slap her at home, she was three years old and quickly flashed through Chu Yixiang's slap and pushed Chu Yixiang's leg down with his little hands. At that time, everyone in the family was stunned. From then on, everyone was afraid of her to death.

My daughter seems to have inherited her amazing motor nerves somewhat.

Since no one can win in front of her in terms of fists and kicks, the bastards who were beaten by her had to try their best to use other methods to mess with her. For example, if you frame her with the police, complain to the school, you will make her reputation ruined anyway. But these methods are useless. In fact, people who recognize fists in this world. After the classmates in the class knew that she was very good at hitting her, no matter which side, they would like to be able to get together with her.

Yes, in the end, if Chu Yixiang and Dong Xiangfen hadn't hated her and wanted her to leave, those people really couldn't do anything to her.

In this world, there is only another type of person who can subdue fists. This is what she only understood after being taken away by Hua Shengnan.

Just like a stick cannot beat a gun, no matter how strong a fist is, it cannot beat high-tech. A person holding a gun can be hypnotized by Luo Yi's music so that he pointed a gun at himself and committed suicide. So, what is the strongest?

Chu Qingman knew very well in his mind, and he didn't dare to mess with anyone.

Only strong people can understand their strength limits, sense whether the opponent's strength is stronger than him, and what should he do.

Everything in the world follows the trend of strength and weakness. Seeking profit and avoiding harm is the most basic skill for living creatures to seek survival. When facing opponents that are stronger than you, do you think you are not dying quickly enough?

She knew he was following him and didn't ask him to leave, because of this.

She can't say that someone is better than her, and she can leave. From this point of view, no matter whether this man is Shang Yu or not, she can feel the energy contained in this man's body based on her intuition, which is at the same level as the monk Yu and Hua Shengnan.

I took a bunch of cabbage on the vegetable rack. I remember Liu Jiali said that her husband and son liked to eat cabbage the most. She took a few tomatoes, which were the national dish that her two children liked to eat.

Mu Jingnan, who was following behind her, looked at the dish she chose and looked at her hand on the green pepper, which was what he liked to eat. Maybe she knew his hobbies, or maybe she just took it casually.

Putting both hands in the pocket of the coat is time to pull out one hand to look at the time on the watch. Mu Jingnan's eyebrows raised and clumped: He asked Li Shihai to prepare a special plane, and the departure time could be decided by them themselves. The problem is that they must also prepare in advance and explain to the airport, otherwise they will not be able to take off.

How to speak with her? After thinking about it, his hand pressed on the push stand of the shopping cart.

He held the car down, and Chu Qingman didn't look back, standing, carrying the fruit after meals in his hand.

"I have arranged a flight for you." Mu Jingnan said.

Now he wants her to leave? He threw the clothes in her suitcase back into the closet before? Chu Qingman raised his eyebrows: "Where does Mr. Mu want me to go on a business trip?"

"Well. Where can I take my two children to travel?"

"I'm not a nanny."

"I know you're not."

"I won't go."

She refused too quickly, which made him stunned for a moment. Then, Mu Jingnan's brows tightened.

She knew what he was thinking, and it must be consistent with Luo Yi and Guo Minrui's idea. She also thought clearly why she was running away now. There was no word "escaping" in her life philosophy.

Escape and walk are two different things. Escape is an attitude, and walking is also an attitude. Walking represents her concept, and escape symbolizes a person's cowardice.

Her thoughts were seen from her face. Mu Jingnan felt the difficulty that he had never used before. The phone in his pocket just beeped. He picked it up and saw that it was his mother calling.

Grandma Mu, who was opposite the phone, asked when she heard her son answering the phone: "Are you with her?"

The one she in Grandma Mu's mouth is of course Chu Qingman.

Mu Jingnan: "Yes."

He has always been open and honest to his mother at this point, but his mother hides her from him and makes people suspicious. Speaking of which, she is just as open and honest to his mother, but her mother often hides from her. Mu Jingnan squinted.

"Give her the phone number. I want to say a few words to her." Grandma Mu said, not knowing who she is with now, and there was a period of hesitation and pause in the middle of saying this.

If he had considered making excuses to refuse in the past, knowing that his mother would not say anything good to her, but now, he thought that it would be a good thing if his mother could force her to leave and accept his arrangements.

The phone was handed to her.

Chu Qingman could also see through what he was thinking at first sight, so he simply took his phone directly, and wanted to hear what annoying things he was going to say to her.

Just like last time, preparing to send her and her daughter?

Or curse at her directly?

Because she was ready to take her fucking baby grandson away.

Grandma Mu knew that she had taken the phone, and breathed in one breath and two breaths, as if she was planning something big.

Chu Qingman said: "You can say anything if you have anything."

If possible, Grandma Mu wanted to scold her until she was so bloody, but it was a bit difficult now. Because she had just received the advice from the lawyer, it would be better to relieve her with the other party at this time.

"I know Su Ye and Nuannuan are with you." Grandma Mu finally spoke out.

Oh, are you going to get the child back? Chu Qingman's eyes narrowed into a gap, and he was the only one who was fucking.

"If you do this, bring the child back, I will let Jingnan marry you. Forget this matter," said Grandma Mu.

Wait, what the hell is saying?

Wouldn't you scold her to death?

Aren't you going to take the child back?

Didn’t you send millions?

Didn’t you never like her and look down on her?
Chapter completed!