Chapter 542: I have completely let go of myself

Qiao Munan turned around and returned to Ou Zhiqing's side, and said softly: "Dad, since this Mrs. Ye is not close to my mother, we should not associate with them in the future." ”

Everyone present didn't expect Qiao Munan to say this, this was simply Hongguoguo's slapping Meng Xuan in the face.

Meng Xuan's complexion suddenly fell, and the elegant image he had always maintained was a little unbearable.

Qiao Munan doesn't care what her face is, he has not been a person who looks at other people's faces since he was a child, let alone facing a person he hates.

No, not one, it's two, two nasty people.

She finally understands now why Ye Zhaonian is so insidious, there is really a mother and a daughter, it is simply poured out of a mold.

She always felt bored when she saw Meng Xuan just now, at that time she thought that it was really not in line with her eyes and her aura was not in harmony, but now she finally figured out that the reason why she hated her was because she looked at her father's eyes.

The look in his eyes......

It's a bit of a sass.

"Baby, isn't that okay?" Ou Zhiqing didn't react much to Qiao Munan's words, but just said softly, "It's not good."

Although Hu said this, he didn't seem to feel much bad when he heard the meaning of that tone.

Qiao Munan pursed his lips, "What's wrong with this, isn't it true that people live just to be happy?" I don't like this aunt. Qiao Munan's words were very direct, her current little temper has come up, so it doesn't matter what the occasion is now, who it is.

And she has always been casual, especially in the past few days, she is really depressed and uncomfortable, and finally there are such two people, she doesn't vent, she feels that it is a waste of resources.

The point is that Ye Zhaonian didn't mess with her once.

In the past, she would have been afraid of Xiao Mohan, but now, she has completely let go of herself, "Dad, I have died once, what do you think is the most important thing in your eyes?" ”

Qiao Munan's words were light, but when they fell on Ou Zhiqing's ears, the weight was not ordinary.

Moreover, what Ye Zhaonian said just now did provoke him, he actually said that about his baby daughter, no matter what the facts were, that tone alone was enough for him to blacklist the Ye family.

Ou Zhiqing smiled softly: "Of course, my family Qiaoqiao is the most important." ”

Qiao Munan pursed his lips and smiled, "It's pretty much the same." As she spoke, she grabbed Ou Zhiqing's arm and rubbed it on him.

Such a well-behaved and cute appearance is really very different from the flying temperament just now.

"Qiao Munan, what do you mean by that?" Before Meng Xuan could say anything, Ye Zhaonian had already opened his mouth angrily.

"What do you mean? Does Miss Ye not understand Chinese? Need I repeat it again? ”

Qiao Mu Nan turned around, slowly looked down at her nails, which seemed to be a little long, and then she didn't care about Ye Zhaonian, and directly repeated what she just said: "I just said, I don't like you, is this direct enough?" ”

"You're ......!" Ye Zhaonian was choked by a sentence and froze there.

Meng Xuan smiled awkwardly, "This girl is really good at joking." ”

"I'm not kidding, I'm never joking with people I don't have anything to do."

After Qiao Munan's words were finished, there was silence in the living room.

This time Meng Xuan's face turned completely dark, she thought that if she said this, she could ease the atmosphere, how could the old lady or Ou Zhiqing take care of the underneath, but she didn't expect that after Qiao Munan finished speaking, everyone stopped talking.

But how could she Meng Xuan be choked by her words.

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