I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Lu Junhan looked at the distance between the two of them at least ten people, was silent for a while, raised his eyes, and said expressionlessly:

"Can't you come over?"

Little Loli: "..."

In order to get her father's mobile phone, Xiao Luli had to endure the burden of humiliation and tentatively stick out a small foot in pink shoes from behind the shelf, and remind her father:

"Dad, come here..."

"..."

Seeing her dawdling, Lu Junhan was afraid that the tortoise could climb faster than she walked, the blue veins on his forehead twitched, he lost his patience, and said coldly:

"I'll give you three seconds, if you don't come back—"

With that said, Lu Junhan narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Little Loli rolled her eyes.

If you don't come, will you sell her?

no!

She can't be sold!

And my father sold her without receiving any money!

It's too much!

Thinking so, Xiao Luli hurried over.

But because she was in a hurry, she didn't stop the car for a while, and she hit Lu Junhan's leg straight like a small cannonball.

She is also very good at climbing up the pole, "Hah!", she used both hands and feet, hugged Lu Junhan's legs directly, raised her little face, and shouted anxiously:

"Dad, I'm here! I'm here! I'm really here-!!!"

Lu Junhan: "..."

More than coming, you fucking stick to Lao Tzu!

In the end, Xiao Luli successfully tortured her father again, and then got his mobile phone from her father's hand.

...

Qu Qianqian and the others were very happy when they saw that Xiao Luli had a good start.

Moreover, listening to Xiao Luli, her father doesn't seem to plan to sell her now.

Because she ran to her father just now, Uncle Lu didn't catch her, which is really incredible!

Then there is Qu Qianqian.

Knowing that the fathers didn't plan to sell them so soon, Qu Qianqian was not afraid to run to Qu Sinian.

Qu Sinian has always been responsive to Qu Qianqian's requests. Seeing that Qu Qianqian asked for a mobile phone, he gave it without saying a word.

Then there is Zhang Yiming.

Zhang Dazhuang was picking a wooden lottery. When he saw that he wanted a mobile phone, he thought he was bored. In order to get rid of him quickly, don't bother him.

Zhang Dazhuang also happily gave him the phone.

In the end, it was Jian Xiyan, who was a little troublesome here.

When Jian Yi saw the word "mobile phone" written on his writing board, he glanced at him with a dull expression, and then his eyes fell on the tin foil on the container.

"Why do you want my phone? Don't you have one yourself?"

Jian Xiyan thought for a while, then took out his cell phone with a black screen and wrote:

my phone is broken.

Jian Yi: "..."

Jian Yi stretched out his big hand expressionlessly, took the phone in his hand, and then pressed the power button, the screen turned on again, and he threw it back to Jian Xiyan:

"It's not broken, it's just turned off."

Jian Xiyan stared at his phone silently for a while, then he threw the phone on the ground, squatted on the ground again, and picked it up.

Seeing that the phone was still stubbornly on, he frowned, as if a little annoying.

As soon as the small hand fell, the phone fell to the ground again, and the screen-off button next to the phone was touched.

This time the phone finally went black.

Then, Jian Xiyan raised the writing pad and looked at him blankly:

my phone is broken.

Jian Yi: "..."

Jian Xiyan finally got Jian Yi's mobile phone at the expense of his own.

But compared to being sold and beaten to death, a mobile phone is not worth mentioning at all.

It would be good to ask the uncle to give him one when he goes back.

When the adults' shopping carts were half filled, the little ones also got their dad's phone.

They put their four cell phones on the ground and began to flip through their communication records.

Qu Qianqian finished flipping through her father's phone and shook her head:

"My dad doesn't have the phone number of the beast, only the phone number of what brother and what sister, but it's strange, how can my father have so many brothers and sisters! He also lied to my mother that he is the only child in his family. Woolen cloth!"

The photographer who tried his best to eavesdrop: "..."

They are professors!

Not that beast!

And that brother and sister should be your dad's senior in the entertainment industry.

Zhang Yiming also wrinkled his face and said glumly:

"My father doesn't have it here either. He only has the phone numbers of a lot of beautiful women. There are so many beautiful women, North American women, and many beautiful women who I don't even recognize."

Xiao Luli raised her eyes in confusion: "Coal Girl?"

Qu Qianqian didn't understand: "What is the Coal Girl?"

Jian Xiyan thought for two seconds and wrote: A woman who sells coal.

After he finished speaking, he felt quite right and nodded.

"No," Zhang Yiming said, "it's not the coal that sells coal, it's beautiful beauty, but it should be similar, because I often saw my father chatting with these beauties before, so it must be selling their coal."

Photographer: "..."

Qu Qianqian and Zhang Yiming did not find any clues there.

Jian Xiyan also flipped through Jian Yi's cell phone, but found no beast.

He writes:

Neither is my dad here.

But suddenly, Jian Xiyan's eyes narrowed, and his little brows furrowed.

Because he saw it in the address book.

A person named [Little Bastard].

Xiao Luli was confused: "Who is this?"

"Little bastard..." Zhang Yiming muttered, and then he laughed:

"Who is this person, the name is too funny, how can you be called a little bastard? It's even better than my father's name!"

Qu Qianqian said thoughtfully, "This number looks familiar."

More than familiar, it is his mobile phone number.

Jian Xiyan pressed the dial expressionlessly.

In an instant, the phone with the black screen next to him lights up.

Jian Xiyan frowned suspiciously, as if wondering why his cell phone was not broken.

The next second, I heard Qu Qianqian say, "Brother Xiyan, your phone is ringing, eh, someone called 'neuropathy' is looking for you, do you want to pick it up?"

Jian Xiyan pressed the hang up and wrote ruthlessly: Don't worry, that madman is my father, don't answer.

Photographer: "..."

Audiences:"……"

This time, Qu Qianqian and the others also reacted, that [neuropathy] was a note given by Jian Xiyan to Jian Yi.

And that [little bastard] was Jian Yi's note to Jian Xiyan's mobile phone number.

After finding out, Qu Qianqian and the others went back and flipped through their father's cell phone.

Qu Sinian's note to Qu Qianqian was [Little Princess], and Qu Qianqian expressed her satisfaction.

Zhang Dazhuang's note to Zhang Yiming was [Stinky Boy], and Zhang Yiming expressed his satisfaction.

After all, his dad scolds him every day as a brat.

Zhang Yiming is used to listening to it, but he doesn't think this name is cursing.

After reading it, Qu Qianqian and the others looked at Xiao Luli again:

"Sister Lili, what did your father note for you?"

[Father group: grocery shopping, child group: think about how not to be sold! Hahaha, like someone living in two worlds]