The satire on Lu Zijia's face undoubtedly stabbed Lu Qianyue's eye, which gave her resentment.
She had already bowed her head and compromised. Lu Zijia laughed at her unsatisfied. It was too much deception!
The more she resented Lu Zijia in her heart, the more wronged she said, "Zijia, please believe me. My mother really knew she was wrong.
Moreover, his father also admitted that he was confused for a moment before he said that he would divorce his aunt.
Zijia, you know his father's temper. He's just angry for a moment. He won't take it to heart later.
Otherwise, it's impossible that my father hasn't really divorced his aunt for so many years, hasn't he? "
Lu Zijia was speechless about what Lu Shouyue said with her little conscience covered.
He has such a thick skin that he can't shave thin.
Lu Zijia looked at her with a smile, "have you been confused for 20 years? This is really long enough.
Lu Shouyue, do you treat me as a fool or yourself as a fool before you tell a lie that even a three-year-old child won't believe? "
"Lu Zijia, what do you want to do to let us go!" After being frustrated again and again, Lu Shouyue bit her teeth hard. Finally, she couldn't help being angry and showed her ferocious true face.
The eyes staring at Lu Zijia were full of resentment. They thought Lu Zijia was aggressive and didn't know whether it was good or bad.
However, she did not think that if anything could be forgiven by saying a few good words, how could there be so many disputes and even big fights in the world?
Moreover, Lu Zijia is not her real mother. Why should she be used to what she wants?
How can there be such a good thing in the world?
Looking at Lu Shouyue's wronged appearance of the victim, Lu Zijia's mouth evokes a sarcastic arc. His voice is cold and piercing, which makes people cold.
"I don't want to do anything. I just want you to feel the pain my mother has endured for so many years.
So, now is just the beginning. You should hold on well, otherwise... It won't be fun. "
Suddenly, Lu Zijia seemed to think of something. On his pure and beautiful face, he smiled innocuously, "by the way, I always wanted to give you a gift, but I forgot.
Now I think of it. I just gave it to you face to face. "
As the voice fell, Lu Zijia quickly played a formula with both hands and went straight to the center of Lu's wrist and moon's eyebrows.
Of course, the Dharma formula, as a mortal, Lu Shouyue can't see it at all, or even feel it at all.
However, it is because you can't see it that people feel that they are carrying a bomb that will explode at any time, which is frightening.
"You, what did you do to me, you..."
Lu Shouyue's face was pale, and she quickly stepped back in horror.
Although Lu Zijia didn't touch her, she didn't forget that Lu Zijia didn't know where to learn some heavenly master skills.
It's hard to find out if the Heavenly Master wants to attack an ordinary person.
"Well, I hope you like this gift."
Lu Zijia didn't seem to see her panic. In a good mood, he gave her a bright smile and walked over her to the car.
A week's nightmare haunted by fierce ghosts is a very good gift, which should be enough for Lu wrist month to enjoy.
After Lu Shouyue reacted, she didn't give up trying to catch up, but she sprained her feet as soon as she took a step, and the whole person lay down face to the ground.
"Ah --"
The scream of Lu Shouyue didn't bring back Lu Zijia. After all, it was her masterpiece. You don't have to look back to know what happened.
Lu Zijia raised her feet and just wanted to get on the rear seat. Suddenly she seemed to think of something. She stopped and said to song Zixuan, "Lu Shouyue has Ye Nanbo's handle in her hand. Go and get it out now."
After watching a good play, the coquettish song Zixuan just wanted to get on the bus. When she heard this, she blurted out suspiciously, "why didn't you just set it up?"
Lu Zijia glanced sideways at him and said coolly, "I'm not the one who wants to deal with the Ye family."
Do your own thing.
Song Zixuan, "..." can he wave his hand and overturn the boat of friendship?
"You are cruel."
Song Zixuan, who had been holding out such three words for a long time, finally went out to talk in person.
Looking at Song Zixuan's back, Lu Zijia's mouth rose slightly, how cunning.
Just halfway there, song Zixuan heard the sound of the car behind him. When he turned around, he saw Lu Zijia driving his car into mu, home, old house and house!
"Sleeping trough! Lu Zijia, your uncle's is biting me again! "
Looking at the rapidly disappearing car butt and the big irons that were closed again, song Zixuan, who realized that he was trapped again, immediately exploded in situ!