Before Jian Yi could attack, Jian Xiyan, Xiao Zhengtai, seemed to sense the extremely dangerous aura coming from his own father.
He pursed his bright red lips.
In the blink of an eye, her small body ran behind Lu Li.
Her delicate and fair face flushed red, and she uttered a resounding sentence in a low voice:
"Lili, sister Lili, help!!!"
Jian Yi: "..."
Lu Junhan: "..."
Jian Yi's already gloomy face became even more gloomy. He moved his wrist lightly, his indifferent and cold face was filled with extreme coolness, his black eyes stared at the young lady over there, and he paused word by word:
"Jane Xiyan! Come here!"
Jian Xiyan grabbed Lu Li's chair with her small hands, and shook her head desperately!
Zhang Dazhuang didn't want the scene to be too tense, so he quickly spoke up as a peacemaker:
"Hey, Mr. Jane, don't be angry, don't be angry, children are ignorant, just teach him more in the future, don't do anything, if something bad happens, you won't be the one who feels bad!"
Jian Yi pulled her thin lips lightly, and smiled coldly, noncommittal.
Then, he looked up at Lu Junhan, and before he could speak, Lu Junhan raised his eyelids, put the phone screen on the table, and said lightly:
"Don't change it, don't even think about it! Hurry up and give me this heart!"
Jian Yi: "..."
The little girl originally wanted to intercede with Xiyan's younger brother, because Xiyan's father's expression is really scary, and the uncle must be angry!
Although the little girl didn't know why her uncle was angry, just like she didn't know why her father was angry for no reason before.
Hearing the conversation between father and uncle suddenly, he paused at the words that came to his lips, blinked his big black eyes, tilted his little head, and asked curiously:
"Father, why don't you change it? What does uncle want to change with you?"
Lu Junhan glanced at her, and said casually: "I raised a piglet before, and this uncle thought his one was too ugly, so he wanted to change it with me—"
"Little pig?" The little girl's eyes lit up, and the little milk voice was crisp, and said excitedly:
"Dad, when did you raise a little pig? Where is it? Can Lili take a look? Lili likes little pigs!"
"Yes." Lu Junhan pulled his thin lips and raised his eyebrows, "You can see it in the mirror when you go back."
Jian Yi: "..."
The little girl's eyes widened, she didn't know why: "Did Zhuzhu run into the mirror?"
"Yeah." Lu Junhan pulled his lips slightly, and said, "That's right."
"That pig is so pitiful."
The little girl said pitifully, "Father, should we rescue it?"
Lu Junhan patted the little girl's head with his long and slender hands, switched his phone to selfie mode, and then said to the little girl, "The pig is inside, see?"
"..."
After three seconds of silence, the little girl's black eyes were covered with mist, and she looked at her father angrily:
"Lili is not a pig! Dad, you are a pig! You are a bad pig! Humph! Big bad pig! Stinky dad! Big bad guy! Bad thing! Lili killed you! You are a bad person!"
Lu Junhan: "..."
Jian Yi: "..."
Zhang Dazhuang: "..."
Qu Sinian: "..."
To what extent has this pervert Lu Junhan pushed his daughter to such an extent that he doesn't repeat his curse words!
With the previous two bad cases, Zhang Dazhuang didn't have any hope for his son's composition. He was planning to hide the envelope secretly and read it at home. It was better than embarrassing himself here. Putting it on the envelope, the other three adults cast their gazes over in unison.
In an instant, Zhang Dazhuang felt a pressure heavier than gold.
Qu Sinian's voice was cold, but his eyes were gloating. Obviously, he and Jian Yi couldn't be the only ones to lose face in this matter:
"Take it apart, this is your son's love for you."
Jian Yi gave a deep "hmm" to express her agreement.
Even Lu Junhan glanced over.
Zhang Dazhuang clutched the envelope tightly with his fat hands, for fear of being snatched away by them, with an apologetic smile on his dark and fat face,
"Forget it, forget it, I won't dismantle it, so as not to be embarrassing! I still know how much my son weighs. It is harder for him to write a composition than to let him die. It may be a blank sheet of paper." , nothing to look at at all.”
Just kidding, he doesn't want to lose face in public!
The unprecedented indescribable expressions of Actor Qu and Mr. Jian just now can be directly recorded in the annals of history!
It was embarrassing to the extreme!
Not even his eyes.
This person, who has reached a certain position in society, has more self-esteem than anyone else, especially Qu Sinian and Jian Yi.
After what happened just now, they might even have the intention to kill him and silence Mr. Lu!
Therefore, even if you kill him, he won't tear it down!
However, Zhang Dazhuang took all precautions and only cared about a few adults. He never expected that his rear was on fire!
At this moment, Zhang Yiming saw that his father was dawdling, and it would take a long time to open an envelope.
So, he took the initiative to come over, reached out and opened the envelope of his composition.
"Son!" Zhang Dazhuang hurriedly stretched out his hand, about to grab it: "Don't!"
Qu Sinian stretched out a leg suddenly, Zhang Dazhuang tripped, staggered, and fell back to his seat.
However, it was too late, Zhang Yiming opened the envelope early.
"Don't be afraid, Mr. Zhang," Qu Sinian said in a cold voice, "Seeing how confident your son is, he probably didn't write anything bad about you."
Zhang Dazhuang paused, thinking, yes, he was too nervous, seeing how this brat took the initiative to open the letter and took out the composition, he probably didn't write anything wicked!
Zhang Yiming generously placed his composition in the middle of the table, and said to the people around him without any shyness:
"Just read it if you want! I've been writing this composition for a long time! I've also revised it so many times that I'm almost exhausted!"
This piece of composition, at first glance, has a lot of places that have been altered with an eraser, and many writing grids have faint traces of the eraser after being wiped.
Seeing this, Zhang Dazhuang held his heart high, and quickly glanced at the topic first, and after seeing it clearly, he let out a long sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the topic is indeed my favorite father.
However, after looking at it, his big dark and fat face immediately turned green!
Topic: My Favorite Dad
My favorite is my dad.
My father has long black and beautiful hair, big eyes, and looks very white, even whiter than the little white dog I raised, and my father often wears a small skirt, which looks very beautiful!
Every day when I go to school, my father wears two braids, walks and jumps around, speaks with a super nice voice, and looks very cute!
My favorite is my dad.