I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Chapter 602 Composition: He is very cute

In the end, Jian Chenglang was unable to withstand Jian Xiyan's soft and hard bubbles.

Under Jian Xiyan's expectation and urging gaze, Jian Chenglang bit his head, gritted his teeth, and carried Jian Yi, who was still asleep, into the car.

Jian Chenglang had to admit that Jian Xiyan really had his father's style of doing things, both father and son were quite ruthless!

Because the writing requires parents to supervise, so Jian Xiyan needs Jian Yi to go to Lu's house with him.

Obviously, in Jian Xiyan's opinion, as long as he is writing, Jian Yi is by his side. As for this father, it doesn't matter whether he is awake or dizzy.

In this way, Jian Yi was dragged into the car and dragged to Lu's house.

When Jian Yi woke up, the car happened to arrive at Lu's house.

Jian Yi thought the watermelon juice was too sweet, so she didn't drink much at all. She slept on the road for so long, and it was time to wake up.

Just as Jian Chenglang was about to get out of the car, he turned his head abruptly and saw his brother opened his eyes.

He met his brother's cold and indifferent dark eyes, and with a shudder, he handed him the video of the whole process of Jian Xiyan's crime.

Jian Yi after reading it: "..."

Jian Chenglang has no doubt that if Jian Xiyan is here, his ass will probably be opened by his brother.

However, at this moment, Jian Xiyan was no longer in the car.

Three minutes ago, when the car arrived at Lu's house, he happily got out of the car, hugged his writing pad, and excitedly entered the living room to find his sister Lili.

Fortunately, what Jianxi says is sleeping pills, not poisons, otherwise, whether Jian Yi can still live in this world is a question.

Therefore, when Jian Yi told Qu Sinian and the others that he almost died at home, it was not a joke.

It's just a matter of replacing sleeping pills with poison.

Of course, this assumption does not exist.

After all, a psychiatrist would not give poison to a child, and even gave him a sleeping pill. Even if Jian Yi accidentally drank all the watermelon juice, he would not die.

...

Qu Sinian did not expect that Jian Yi was dizzy all the way and was tied up, and immediately showed sympathy.

But Zhang Dazhuang was stunned.

Obviously, I didn't expect that Jian Xiyan was only three years old. At such a young age, he was so smart.

After Jian Yi got out of the car, he beat Jian Chenglang, the culprit behind the bad idea.

At this moment, his anger is almost gone. After knowing that it was Jian Xiyan's handwriting that made him faint, he has to say that Jian Yi is vaguely proud and proud in his heart.

Just so smart, like his father.

But when I get home at night, I still have to clean up.

...

Xiao Luli chatted with the other three friends for a long time, but he never saw his father come in, so he became anxious, thinking that his father was taken away by the bad guys.

Just about to jump off the sofa and go outside to find Dad.

Lu Junhan just came back from smoking.

They were followed by Qu Sinian.

The four parents who were still struggling, they couldn't discuss the results outside, and they didn't want to waste any more time, so they just came back.

Anyway, you have to die sooner or later, and this composition has to be written sooner or later.

Because there were three photographers shooting them, Lu Junhan and the others didn't need to take out a mobile phone to record the video.

Afterwards, just ask the photographer for a video of this tutorial composition.

Xiao Luli was very happy when she saw that her father was back, and quickly sat down on the sofa.

Seeing Lu Junhan sitting next to her, the little girl spread out her writing text, her jet-black eyes sparkling, and said to him, "Dad, can people start writing now?"

This sentence, in the ears of the four parents, is "Do you want to start dying now?"

Lu Junhan: "..."

Jian Yi: "..."

Zhang Dazhuang: "..."

Qu Sinian got up, desperate: "...No, I still have to go out and smoke a cigarette."

Zhang Dazhuang saw this: "I also..."

Qu Qianqian held Qu Sinian with a dissatisfied expression: "Dad! People are going to write essays, so don't run around, okay?"

Qu Sinian: "...Okay."

Zhang Yiming looked at Zhang Dazhuang with equal vigilance: "Dad! What did you just say about you?"

Zhang Dazhuang: "...Nothing."

Zhang Yiming was relieved.

The four of them had waited for the fathers for a long time, and finally waited for them to come in.

Now that they can finally write essays, they can't let dads run away anymore!

Jian Xiyan looked at it, turned his head, and met Jian Yi's expressionless face.

Xiaozheng with a beautiful face thought for a while, then raised the writing pad:

Don't run around, when I finish writing the composition, you can go play.

Jian Yi: "..."

After a while, Xiao Luli sat upright and straight, with a serious face, and started to write.

She wanted to write essays too much, and she wanted to write about her father too much.

Can't wait.

[I have a father, his name is Lu...]

The little girl's pen stopped abruptly here, and after poking for a long time, she didn't continue to write, and her expression was extremely tangled.

Lu Junhan glanced at her lightly: "What?"

The little girl glanced around, approached like a thief, and whispered, "Dad, what's your name Lu? People seem to have forgotten your name."

The little girl kept calling Lu Junhan's father, while Song Qingwan and the others called Lu Junhan stinky boy, and the servant called Lu Junhan Lu Shao. After several months of calling, the little girl successfully forgot her father's name.

Lu Junhan: "..."

Qu Qianqian was sitting next to Xiao Luli, so she naturally heard what she said. Then, she was also stunned, turned her head and asked Qu Sinian anxiously: "Yes, Dad, what's your name?"

Qu Sinian: "..."

Seeing this, Jian Xiyan glanced at Jian Yi silently, and wrote: Do you have a business card, give me one.

Jian Yi: "..."

Compared with the other three, Zhang Yiming is obviously much better.

I saw that he was like two good brothers, the little fat hand patted his father Zhang Dazhuang's shoulder, and said boldly: "Don't worry, father, I remember your name, you are Zhang Dazhuang, no, no , your name is not Zhang Dafa, I am Zhang Dafa, then what is your name Zhang Da, Zhang Da..."

Zhang Yiming racked his brains, his head flashed, and he clapped his hands:

"Oh, I remember, Dad, your name is Zhang Daqiang, right! I always remember, Dad, you are the strongest! Even your name is very strong!"

Zhang Dazhuang: "..."

Go to your Zhang Daqiang!

Your father, my name is Zhang Dazhuang!

...

Two minutes later, in the maddening laughter of the audience in the live broadcast room, the little guys successfully obtained their father's name.

The four parents looked vicissitudes.

Xiao Luli was very happy, and began to bury her head again, writing stroke by stroke:

[I have a father, his name is Lu Junhan, he is very cute. 】

Lu Junhan was silent for a while, but he couldn't help it, and suddenly reminded: "Cute is the description of a child."

The little girl obediently said "oh", then used an eraser to erase the sentence, and then wrote it seriously: