Chapter 8: Teach Aunt Song a lesson

But now that I think about it, the suicide note is full of suspicions, and it is not necessarily forged, so she will slowly find out the truth.

Later, their family openly and openly occupied everything that originally belonged to the original owner Shen Chuhua, and even Shen Chuhua's father's pharmacy business, Shen Jibin also took over, and in recent years, he has been losing money year after year, and I am afraid that it will not last long.

Shen Chuhua still smirked, lowered his head shyly and shyly, his slender eyelashes were lightly covered, the chill under his eyes was covered, and he was silent.

Song Lian looked at Shen Chu's painting as a timid and stupid person, and she was quite relieved.

But after thinking about it, it's really hateful, silly girl, I thought I was lost this time, so I died outside, but who knew that my life came back.

"Master, the first painting is back, great, the first painting is back." Song Lian turned her head and shouted excitedly inside, then grabbed Shen Chuhua's arm and walked to the villa, "Come in, just come back!" ”

On the surface, she looked at the 'aunt' kind and gentle, but at this moment, only Shen Chuhua, who was caught, knew how hard this woman used to catch her.

"Hehe...... "Shen Chuhua is not called aunt, that woman is not worthy, she is still smirking, and she is more vivid, the corners of her mouth twitched, aren't all people who are stupid by nature like this.

Song Lian grabbed her, stepped on the white sheepskin shoes with stiletto heels, and stepped into the high porch.

Shen Chuhua looked at the porch at her feet and her arm that was red by the old woman, the corners of her mouth rose, and a touch of cunning flashed in her eyes.

Pretending that the porch was too high, he didn't step over, his body shook a few times, and the arm that was grabbed by Song Lian also began to wave in the air.

Song Lian turned around in fright, and when she saw that this stupid girl was about to fall, she hurriedly wanted to let go.

Who knew that Shen Chuhua grabbed Song Lian's arm with his backhand, "Ah...... Save...... Save me! ”

Before being reborn, Shen Chuyan learned martial arts since she was a child, and when she grew up, she learned taekwondo sanda in the university club, and she was able to control her body when she fell to the ground, and she was supported by her hands so that she would not be injured.

But then Song Lian was miserable, and was taken to the ground by Shen Chuhua in an instant.

Plop, pop--

Song Lian first landed on her knees, and then fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Just listen to the snap.

"Ah......" Song Lian's painful screams instantly resounded throughout the villa.

Shen Chuhua pressed one hand on the ground, her body was suspended in the air, and she didn't hurt at all.

Looking at Song Lian again, Shen Chuhua didn't hold back at all, and suddenly jumped up and squatted beside Song Lian, clapping his hands again and again.

"Haha, it's fun, it's fun, it's fun, it's a dog and eats, it's a dog and eats!" Shen Chuhua admired himself for being so vivid when he learned to be a fool.

Shen Jibin, who had been sitting in the living room, ran to the door when he heard the sound.

Shen Chuhua looked up and saw the original owner's uncle--

The skin is abnormally dark because he used to farm in the countryside, and he is exposed to the wind and sun all the year round, his face is cross-faced, his eyes are like cows, and he wears a dark brown vest and a black tie on the outside of a white Western-style shirt, and the waistcoat pocket is the most popular British gold watch, and the golden watch chain is shining when it is outside the pocket.

Steward Wu had also chuckled a few times behind Miss Chuhua, but when he saw the old man walking out, he hurriedly covered the smile on his face, bent down and walked to the lady lying on the ground, and pretended to be concerned, "Madam, are you okay?" Shall I help you up? ”

As he spoke, Steward Wu squatted down and wanted to help Song Lian up.

"Ah...... Whining...... Hmm......" Song Lian's rough hands immediately stretched out, signaling him not to move, and then his mouth whined, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't say it.