Qu Xue was so scared she almost fainted.
This is real stuff!
No one expected Qian to make a move.
Even Yu Minglang, who was inspecting the land plots on the rooftop next door, didn't foresee this.
The subordinate beside him kept jabbering about the land's development, but Yu Minglang didn't hear a word. His binoculars "accidentally" glanced over.
Qian flipping the table and taking hostages was all done in an instant. Seeing her strike Qu Xue, Yu Minglang frowned.
But the next scene made Yu Minglang blush instantly and he quickly moved the binoculars away.
"Boss?" Qiao Zhen noticed the odd expression on his face.
"Keep observing!" Yu Minglang never expected that Zhou Zhiruo's style would lead to such actions...
It's so eye-popping.
The broken pieces of the plate weren't particularly sharp, but they could pierce through fabric.
Qu Xue didn't feel pain, just saw Qian giving her a mysteriously odd smile.
Qian dropped the shards, poked her finger into the hole she made, and with a slight force, there was a tearing sound.
Qu Xue's clothes were ripped.
Qian was just taking a gamble.
She remembered in a past life, after Qu Xue successfully became a wealthy wife, she drove her Land Rover to the countryside, flaunting to her mom.
Indeed, once this was exposed, Chen Lin immediately changed his face, and Jia Xiufang was stunned.
"Xue'er, you..." Qu Xue lived at home and was never seen going out, no time to date.
Jia Xiufang immediately thought of what her daughter told her in the morning, about Lin going to the bathroom at midnight, and Qu Xue wearing very short shorts...
"Come, explain to me, what is this, huh?" Qian asked nonchalantly, pointing at Qu Xue.
Didn't you flaunt this to my mom? Come on, flaunt all you want!
Qu Xue let out a scream and ran toward the room without looking back.
Chen Lin stood there, feeling the embarrassment of being exposed, but more so, furious and exasperated.
Qian stood among the chaos, particularly calm, admiring the diverse expressions of these people, feeling as if a beautiful melody played in her heart.
This is it, bypassing the tedious entanglement, directly hitting the climax, this belongs to the instant kill of a lady boss.
This feeling of not letting anyone know what you'll do next.
"You little brat..." Chen Lin finally came to his senses and wanted to hit Qian.
"You feel pain when I hit her? You can hit my mom for no reason, but you can't stand me hitting another woman, or should I ask, what were those things just now, dad?"
The last two words, so calm.
Chen Lin was like frozen, Qian's words hit his sore spot hard.
Jia Xiufang sat on the ground and suddenly burst into tears.
"Chen Lin, you heartless man! We came out of the village, I've suffered so much with you, using cold water to wash my hands in the winter, now I've got arthritis, and you treat me like this, waaa!"
"Stop wailing, what nonsense is this."
Chen Lin's mind was now in chaos, he couldn't quite react, how did things suddenly become like this?
"You two go inside to resolve this, don't let the neighbors laugh at you!" Qian said, her eyes coldly fixed on Chen Lin.
"If you dare hit my mom again, I'll burn this house down!"
"Little brat, what are you babbling about!" Chen Lin's tone wasn't as strong as before.
This child seems truly strange.
If Qian's change was gradual, the family wouldn't be so scared, but she erupted suddenly, in this way that caught everyone off guard, directly causing an explosive reaction.
"Really?" Qian picked up a wine bottle half shattered on the ground, still containing half a bottle, and poured it directly onto the wooden table, casually taking out a lighter from her pocket, her actions were incredibly graceful.
At this moment, in Yu Minglang's eyes through the binoculars, a term he encountered while studying for his master's at military school suddenly popped up.
Aesthetic of violence.
With a whoosh, the fire ignited instantly.
Qian adjusted her glasses, watching the flames burn under her eyelids, the scorching heat couldn't warm the chill in her eyes.
Chen Lin and Jia Xiufang couldn't bother with arguing anymore, rushed into the room to fetch water to put out the fire.
By now, Qian had already left the house, walking down the road, looking up at the moon, so big, so round.
While doing all this, her heart was tranquil, even experiencing a kind of inexplicable comfort, her hand washing obsession didn't surface, she thought, she must be utterly bad.
Well, let it be bad then.
In the yard, a mess everywhere, with black smoke extinguishing, a burnt smell lingering.
The Chen Family couple were still in shock, Qian's reaction had caught them completely off guard.
After a few seconds of silence, Chen Lin wiped his face, "This child, really possessed, tomorrow you take a ride to the village, find a master to look at her."
Too frightening.
Jia Xiufang froze for a few seconds, then forcefully hit Chen Lin's arm, "You tell me, was it you who did this to Xue'er!"
In this house, there were only this father and son, if not him, then who? Ever seen Qu Xue leave the house!
"What are you saying, how could I! Qian'er went crazy, you went crazy too?" Chen Lin felt guilty.
"Today you must explain this to me honestly!" Jia Xiufang grabbed Chen Lin's sleeve, unwilling to let go.
"Crazy woman!" Chen Lin shook off Jia Xiufang's hand, no longer looking at the chaos in the yard, and quickly went out.
Jia Xiufang sat in the yard and cried a few more shouts, after a few minutes, she got up with sobs, picked up a broom, and began cleaning the mess while crying.
At this time, Qian closed her eyes, enjoying the evening breeze; with eyes closed, she could completely predict her parents' reactions.
At this time, Chen Lin should be unable to face Jia Xiufang's accusations, running out to play mahjong to escape reality.
And her mom... heh, probably crying while imagining everything didn't happen, being appeased with a few words by her dad tomorrow, pretending not to care, but always bringing it up during every argument, thinking she had grasped a hold on the man, yet using irrationality to push him further away.
Such non-bad but foolish women, she had seen so many in her past life.
Qian calculated everyone's reactions, also pondering the next steps, her stomach growled a few times, she felt her pocket, didn't bring money.
"No food, no clothes, enemies will send them forward!" The TV series end song floated over, Qian adjusted her glasses.
Well, this lyric is quite prophetic, let's carry on like this.