Chapter 133: [133] What should I do with you

Because of the humiliation, An Chuxia's entire face was flushed, her hands clenched into a fist shape, she raised her head and said, "Auntie, please don't talk nonsense."
An Chuxia’s words still have such a deterrent effect. The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, but only for a while, she put down the apple in her hand and walked to An Chuxia and twisted her ears and said loudly: "Dead girl, you mean Your arrogance has become even more arrogant when the mother is dead? Because there is a man to support you? Tell you! No man can support you for your cheap bones!"
Stubbornly enduring the pain in her ears, An Chuxia was stubbornly stunned that she didn't call the pain, but looked at the middle-aged woman with piercing eyes and said, "You are not allowed to say that to my mother!" She did not say,'You are not allowed to say that to me It means, "You are not allowed to say that to my mother." It is conceivable that in the world of Anchuxia, her mother is her most lofty belief.
"No?" The middle-aged woman sneered, just when she was about to say something, she saw the crystal necklace on her neck. Compared with the crystal necklaces spread on the cheeks, the necklaces worn by An Chuxia's neck can be seen at a glance.
The middle-aged woman's eyes suddenly lit up, and she stretched out her hand to tear off the necklace from her neck. An Chuxia rubbed her neck painfully, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the middle-aged woman holding her necklace and looking left and right, still saying, "This thing should be worth a lot of money."
An emotion called contempt passed across An Chuxia's chest, and she finally knew why Han Qilu had that contemptuous look when she first saw her.
He should think that she is also the kind of person who sees money and enters the Han family for money, right? Thinking of this, her chest suddenly felt blocked, unspeakably uncomfortable.
"The necklace is for you, please give me the key." Jiang Yuanyuan bought this necklace for her. Jiang Yuanyuan is very good to her. She shouldn't be angry for a necklace. No, she certainly won't be angry. So she said generously to the landlord’s aunt.
How did you know that the landlord’s aunt stuffed the necklace into her pocket, her eyes were even more vicious: "Xiao Nizi, how many men did you buy this necklace? Huh? Although you have no education, but His face is like your mother's fox face!"
Her face is indeed the same as a fox, with a pointed chin, but foxes have always been a bad description. An Chuxia didn't want to explain, but stubbornly continued to ask: "The necklace is also given to you, what else do you want? !"
It can be heard that her tone is no longer as friendly as before. Standing in the shadow that An Chuxia and the middle-aged woman couldn't see clearly, Han Qilu's hands became fist-shaped at some point, and the joints of the skeletal hands were horribly white.
Why not fight back? Han Qilu asked her in his heart. Isn't she always very powerful, not afraid of heaven and earth? Does she only dare to be arrogant in front of her? This recognition somehow made Han Qilu's heart warm.
This girl, what should he do with her?
"How?" The middle-aged woman sneered: "You dare to speak to me in this tone?" Raising her hand, she wanted to give An Chuxia a slap, but a dark shadow suddenly appeared and her hand was clamped tightly. live.
She raised her head abruptly to see which one with no eyes dared to stop her, but she looked up and saw a handsome and glamorous boy who exuded a kind of chill.