Chapter 208

Ji Qianchen glanced at Ling Xiong, who was eating with his head down. He didn't make a sound to stop him. He made it clear that she was allowed to bully her.

As expected, the daughter-in-law candidate he liked and her daughter-in-law, who was already a real one, were treated very differently.

"Hurry up, what are you doing? Help Uncle Ling and I to serve a bowl of soup." 'said ISAR, with a shrill growl.

Because of her domineering appearance, the beautiful little face lost a little beauty.

"I don't want soup. Give it to Issa." Lingxiong narrowed his treacherous eyes, but he left the battlefield automatically, leaving the pure.

Ji Qianchen can't move her right hand. It hurts when she moves, so she has only one hand.

Go over, take isa's bowl, put it in front of a bowl of pork ribs and lotus root soup, pick up the spoon, and put the soup in one by one.

After filling.

Ji Qianchen brings the soup to her table.

There was a shred of cunning in ISA's eyes.

Looking at the bowl of soup handed to her in front of her eyes, "is that how you serve it to me? No ribs? "

She only said that she wanted to drink soup. When she was looking at it, she didn't say it. Obviously, she deliberately made trouble for her.

But it doesn't matter. She can stand up to difficulties.

She won't mess up until she loses her patience completely.

"Then I'll change a bowl for you."

Ji Qianchen picked up the soup again and poured it back into the soup bowl on the table.

"You pour the soup back? Ji Qianchen, are you disgusted? " ISAR looked at the bowl of soup, and said, the eyebrows of the willow leaf, frowning tightly.

"You haven't drunk it again. Are you disgusting? If you don't like it, I'll let the kitchen prepare another bowl. " Ji Qianchen's words are almost invisible.

If isa wants to change the bowl, it shows that she is disgusted with herself.

"Kuaisheng, I'm starving. You can't afford it."

Issa was in a wheelchair, her right hand tied with gauze, and she was hanging on the armrest of the wheelchair.

A pair of blue eyes stared at her movements.

This time, Ji Qianchen had meat and soup.

It was only a little full. When she was carrying it, she could not help spilling a few drops on the table, splashing on ISA's face and body.

"It's not good to have a soup. What else can you do? Give me the palm. " ISAR lost an eye to Irene.

The soup bowl in Ji Qianchen's hand is still very hot. It's normal for him to have a hot stomach and spill a few drops.

You want to give her a hand?

Ling Xiong was using his dinner slowly, as if the dispute between the women had nothing to do with him.

After a quick meal, he got up and said, "take your time. I'm going upstairs to have a rest."

Knowing that Ji Qianchen would be bullied next, he left everything behind.

Good.

Ji Qianchen finally knows why Ling Xiaohan doesn't call him father.

Because people like him don't deserve it.

Irene received the order, smiled smugly, and reached out to slap her.

Ji Qianchen looks down at the soup in his hand.

When the palm fell, Ji Qianchen took the soup in his hand and blocked it with his hand.

The hot soup overflowed from the bowl and splashed all over the nearby Isa.

Head to toe, with the right hand tied with gauze.

None of them survived.

The drip of soup dripped down the edge of the bowl on the floor.

Ji Qianchen looks at ISAR who is suffering from this disaster and wants to laugh.

Eileen was more and more confused after slapping.

I didn't fight, but I gave my miss a hole.

"Irene, how did you hit people?" ISAR raised her fierce eyes and looked at Irene viciously.

"I'm sorry, miss. I'm trying to beat this woman. Who knows if I'll spill the soup. It's all her. She intentionally brought the soup bowl to you... "

Irene flustered up to Issa to explain.

Ji Qianchen threw the bowl of soup on the table and threw away the hand stained with a lot of soup: "sister Irene, it hurt a lot to hit people. I just blocked it with my hand. It's also an instinctive reaction of people. It's you. It's up to you, Miss Issa. When I was in the servant's room, I always mentioned master Ling and master Ling. I can see that you also like him very much."

Ji Qianchen is really a big spectator. He keeps fanning the flames and adding fuel to the flames.

She felt that she should go to catch up with the trend. When she crossed the ancient times to be the imperial concubine and fight with those people, she felt that she could still live several more episodes.

Stupid than her, everywhere.

ISAR turned her eyes to Ji Qianchen and poked them like a knife.

"Ji Qianchen, don't think I don't know your little trick and make me like this. Do you think you will get better?"

Isaiah laughed wildly, and her lips were full of pain.

Ji Qianchen has to admit that this is a strong and abnormal opponent."What else do you want?"

Ji Qianchen stood calmly in place, staring at Isa.

"Before I came to China, I made a clear investigation of your details. In addition to your shameless history of chasing Han, I also know a very important secret of you."

The empty voice reverberated throughout the dining room.

Ji Qianchen squirms the larynx, always feeling that there is nothing good to happen next.

If you investigate her so carefully, you will surely catch her weakness.

"Irene, take me back to my room to take a bath. Ji Qianchen, you should spend the happiest days in the last few decades. When I come out, you will know what hell is like. If you offend me, you will go to hell. "

ISAR proudly finished, let Irene push the wheelchair into the bedroom to take a bath.

Ji Qianchen is stunned at the spot, accepting the baptism of the light on the roof.

Drag a chair away and sit quietly at the table.

Touched the hungry and shriveled stomach, and she was hungry.

There are so many meals that you can't eat for nothing.

If you want to die, you have to eat and drink enough before you go on the road.

Guard at the door of the bodyguard, look at each other's faces at the dinner table that is eating the fragrance of the woman.

It's dying. How delicious is it?

You have plenty of food and drink.

Ji Qianchen feels his stomach and burps contentedly.

Irene pushes the washed Issa out of the room.

Seeing the mess on the table, he came up and shouted angrily, "you woman, who gives you the right to enjoy the dinner on this table?"

"Anyway, if you don't eat again, I'll eat it. It's a waste."

Ji Qianchen takes a napkin, wipes his mouth and stands up from the chair.

If it's not convenient for her to eat with her left hand, it's estimated that she can eat faster and more.

Issa hooked her lips and stared at the impudent woman.

She really doubted Han's taste for women. Such a woman, what is worth his liking.

After a while, ISA opened her lips and said, "Ji Qianchen, I heard that you are afraid of water, right? It's going to be December outside. The water should be very cold."

What does she want to do?

Water!!

That's the thing she's most afraid of.

Ji Qianchen is biting his lips, moving forward, and retreating little by little.

Find the door behind, and she turns and runs.