Chapter 122: Glamorous bitch

"Luo Luo, how can you talk like this, no matter what your father did, he is the father who raised you after all." An Jiahui said sadly, "Even your mother ..."
"An Jiahui, don't mention my mother." Shui Anluo suddenly called out loud.
Chu Cuiyi reached out and held Shui Anluo's cold hand, soothing her anger that was deliberately stirred up by An Jiahui.
The back of Shui'anluo was covered by his warm big hand, and the hot air was slowly injected into her body, preventing her inner freezing speed.
Shui Anluo bowed his head, facing the deep eyes of Chu Muyi.
[You Shui Anluo, I have my Chunyi wings to support my waist. 】
This was what he said to himself in the afternoon. She remembered every word very clearly, so she looked up again, she put away her body and was trembling with anger, but looked at it with an indifferent coldness. An Jiahui being enraged.
"Luo Luo, Auntie just ..."
"I am," Shui Anluo interrupted her, "Most of my aunts in the world don't need you to be a sleazy, cheap girl." Chu Cuiyi said that Shui Anluo is a hedgehog, and she is Hedgehog, no matter who hurt her, she is bound to pierce her to death.
"You ..." An Jiahui was scolded, covering her chest with one hand as if to be mad.
"Shui Anluo, how dare you say that to my mother?" Shui Anjiao did not want to scream.
"Say what?" Shui Anluo calmly said, "said she was a seductive bitch? Isn't she?" Shui Anluo laughed and taunted, "Who pretended to be poor in front of my mother, to win my mother's sympathy?" Is it just for entering this house? "Shui Anluo walked towards them step by step from behind Chu Yiyi's wheelchair." My mother kindly accepted you. What happened? An Jiahui, you and ink cloud darkness Chen Chen is not counted, but it is also harmful. My mother is in ruins, what are you not seductive? "
Every word of Shui Anluo is clear enough for everyone to hear.
"Harm your mother? I haven't hurt your mother, it's your mother ..."
"Pha--" Shui Anluo didn't wait for An Jiahui to finish, and slapped him directly.
"I said, don't let me hear you mention my mother in your mouth, because you don't deserve it!" Shui Anluo said coldly, with endless hatred in his eyes, "An Jiahui, my mother told me No matter who it is, the evildoers will always be paid back. "Shui Anluo slowly opened her ears, but this was nothing like a little girl who was less than 22 years old.
"What is it?"
Shui Anluo's voice dropped, and the sound of ink cloud rang from the entrance of the stairs, carrying his unique majesty.
Shui'anluo was slightly stiff again, without looking up for a long time.
Qiao Yaruan whispered in a low voice, and also did not have a good opinion of Shui Yun.
Chu Ningyi turned her wheelchair and reached out to Shui Anluo and held her hand.
Shui Anluo's tight body slowly eased down, looking at Chu Muyi, a bitter smile twitching the corner of his mouth.
Once, it was her father who protected her, but now it is her son's father, who has nothing to do with her.
Shui Anluo was thinking. His shoulder was also patted lightly. Shui Anluo turned his head back, the face of his brother with a gentle smile.
Shui Anluo clenched his hands and looked up at the man who was slowly coming down. She had not forgotten the purpose of her coming today, and the ink cloud came just right.