"An accident happened to Sanquanzong, how could we go on our way with the group of Shangxuan Academy with peace of mind."
Qiao Jin hugged Yan Xiaoyi and came to Ye Qingluo's side.
Yan Xiaoyi put one arm around Qiao Jin's neck, and looked in Yan's direction calmly.
There was no expression of emotion on that delicate little face.
As if, just looking at a stranger.
However, Yan's family did not notice Yan Xiaoyi's attitude.
As soon as Yan Xiaoyi appeared.
The head of the Yan family and Mrs. Yan immediately rushed over, tried their best to put on a kind smile, and smiled diligently at Yan Xiaoyi: "Xiaoyi, both parents know that they are wrong, and they will definitely love you well in the future. you!"
Madam Yan looked at Yan Xiaoyi's pale face, she was so "distressed" that she was about to shed tears: "Look at our Xiaoyi, why does she look so ugly? After my mother comes home, I will personally cook chicken soup for you and help you Take care of your body."
As she spoke, Madam Yan reached out to her, wanting to touch Yan Xiaoyi's face.
But Yan Xiaoyi turned her face away and avoided Mrs. Yan's hand.
She looked mockingly at Mrs. Yan who looked embarrassed: "The thing I hate most is chicken. As my mother, you don't even know this, so why should you talk to me sincerely?"
Madam Yan was startled, her face turned slightly pale.
For this daughter who has been useless since she was a child.
Madam Yan never got to know Yan Xiaoyi.
She didn't know anything about Yan Xiaoyi's preferences.
Now I heard Yan Xiaoyi's sarcastic words.
In addition to embarrassment, Mrs. Yan felt more... sad and annoyed.
Same as her daughter.
One, the proud son of heaven, is much loved and grows up in the bright and dazzling halo.
One, the street mouse, was cold-eyed and grew up in a dark and dark corner.
"Xiaoyi, don't be willful!" Patriarch Yan didn't have Mrs. Yan's soft heart, and when he heard Yan Xiaoyi's sarcastic voice, he slapped them in the face.
Patriarch Yan was full of anxiety.
I'm afraid that Ye Qingluo will give up the idea of saving them because of Yan Xiaoyi's attitude!
"Willful?" Yan Xiaoyi sneered, tilted her head, and laughed extremely sarcastically, "Patriarch Yan, I just don't want to go in the direction you planned, what kind of willful?"
"You!" Patriarch Yan clenched his fists.
Seeing this rebellious and disobedient daughter, Patriarch Yan couldn't help being full of anger.
He suppressed his anger, and tried his best to put on a kind smile: "You child, you can't even call your father? You are the child of your parents, and your parents will tolerate you no matter how willful you want to be."
"Hahaha..." Yan Xiaoyi laughed loudly without giving any face, "It's a pity, I'm not interested in your tolerance."
She leaned her head against Qiao Jin's shoulder.
With one hand, he rolled up the black hair hanging from his shoulders and played with it.
The whole person looks extremely lazy.
"Patriarch Yan, why do you have to smile at someone I hate so much in order to survive, don't you feel panicked?"
"Yan Xiaoyi! I'm your father!"
Patriarch Yan couldn't hold back when he heard Yan Xiaoyi's sarcasm.
After the roar, he immediately silenced and softened his voice: "As a father, there is no way you can hate your daughter."
Yan Xiaoyi was completely indifferent to the two people's overtures.
She glanced lightly at the Yan Family group.
The smile is a little relaxed, a little wanton.
"I, Yan Xiaoyi, have ceased to belong to the Yan family since I left the Yan family. The so-called father and mother are irrelevant to me."
Her voice is very soft.
Speak extremely slowly.
Every word is clear and clear.