I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Twenty-five minutes ago—

Jian Xiyan, who was sitting on the ground playing Transformers, clicked on his sister Lili's voice in the group.

After listening, he sent the words "come soon" to the group.

Then he quickly got up from the ground.

Then, holding his writing pad, he went downstairs to find Jian Yi.

Jian Cheng Lang on the side also heard Xiao Lu Li's voice.

Seeing this, he knew that Jian Xiyan was definitely going to find Jian Yi and take him to Lu's house.

Seeing that the taciturn father and son are finally about to start a dialogue between father and son, instead of being unrelated to each other as before, doing their own things.

Jian Chenglang was so excited that he carried the camera, followed behind Jian Xiyan, and also went downstairs.

Originally, Jian Xiyan didn't want to find his father. It was better to find Jian Chenglang than Jian Yi.

But the trouble is, his dad has to be there to watch if he's going to write.

If Jian Yi didn't go to Lu's house with him, even if Jian Xiyan did go to Lu's house alone, he wouldn't be able to write the composition, he could only watch other friends write.

Jian Xiyan didn't want to be left behind, so he had to look for his father with a small face and a paralyzed face.

When Jian Xiyan came down from the upstairs, Jian Yi was looking for a beer in the kitchen. She just found a can in the refrigerator. Before the tab was opened, she just lowered her eyes and looked at her phone.

At this glance, I immediately saw the news that Lu Junhan posted in the group, and asked them to stop the little guys and not let them go out, otherwise, everyone would have to finish playing today.

Jian Yi: "..."

At that moment, Jian Yi thought about what the meaning of giving birth to a child was.

Do you think the day is too comfortable?

Or do you think there is one less person to fight with him?

Originally, the rewriting of the article was already a terrible news.

Now, compared to the fact that the four little guys have to write the essay together again, rewriting the essay doesn't seem to be a big deal.

In fact, if there is no sentence from the head teacher: When writing the essay, the parents must supervise by the side, and the video must be recorded as evidence.

Jian Yi sent Jian Xiyan to Lu's house to write an essay without saying a word!

But the problem now is that when Jian Xiyan writes the essay, he has to supervise him, which means that if Jian Xiyan goes to Lu's house, he has to follow him.

Still have to follow.

And once you follow, you will see the living foursome, or the foursome who want to write essays.

"..."

He wanted to live a few more years.

So, Jian Yi made a trade-off in an instant. Even if Lu Junhan didn't send a message to remind him, Jian Yi would not let Jian Xiyan go out, nor would he let him go to Lu's house. Together with the other three, they would kill him. .

Therefore, when Jian Xiyan ran up to him, raised the writing pad, and said that he was going to the Lu family to write an essay, Jian Yi didn't even give a reason, and immediately refused.

"Don't even think about it."

Jian Xiyan got angry, and stubbornly raised the writing pad: I'm going! ! ! !

"Then you go by yourself."

Jian Yi said decisively.

Naturally, Jian Xiyan couldn't go alone, unless he didn't plan to write an essay.

He pursed his blushing little mouth, and there was a bit of anger on his delicate and fair face.

He glanced at Jian Chenglang next to him, and Jian Chenglang shrugged, expressing his helplessness.

Jian Yi lowered her eyes and saw Jian Xiyan holding the writing pad, stomping her feet in anger, but she looked helplessly annoyed, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, but she still warned coldly:

"Stay at home and don't run around."

After speaking, Jian Yi left.

Jian Xiyan's eyes turned red, and he looked up at Jian Chenglang eagerly.

Jian Chenglang handed the camera to the photographer, squatted down, rubbed Jian Xiyan's little head, but sighed helplessly:

"Uncle also wants to help you, but I can't do anything about it. After all, your father is such a big man. If he really doesn't want to go to the Lu family, we can't make him dizzy. Let's drag him over."

Jian Xiyan didn't say a word, but slowly blinked his eyes.

Jian Cheng Lang didn't pay attention to his expression, and continued:

"So, Xiaoyan, you'd better listen to your father's words and stay at home. Uncle promises you that your father will take you to play at Lu's house when you are free in the future."

Jian Xiyan didn't seem to hear what he said, tilted his head and fell into deep thought.

Jian Chenglang said a lot, but he didn't get a response. He turned his head sideways: "Huh? Xiaoyan? Xiaoyan, are you listening to me?"

Three seconds later, Jian Xiyan pursed his mouth and raised the writing pad: Got it.

Seeing this, Jian Chenglang thought he had given up, so he breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his little head again, and said with a smile:

"That's fine, then you can play by yourself first. Uncle will have something to deal with later, so I won't accompany you."

Jian Xiyan nodded.

Jian Chenglang stood up.

He left the kitchen soon after.

Therefore, he did not see Jian Xiyan behind him, tilting his head with a thoughtful look on his face.

Then, he took out his phone.

The photographer was very surprised when he saw that he was only three years old and played with his mobile phone, and quickly zoomed in on the camera.

Then, all the viewers in the live broadcast room, as well as the photographer, just watched helplessly, and the handsome and serious Xiao Zhengtai wrote into the search bar:

Any way to kill someone.

Photographer: "..."

Audiences:"……"

Daddy Jane, come back! !

Your son is going to kill his father, you know? ! !

The audience "hahahaha" for a while.

In fact, the audience can see that the input method used by Jianxiyan children is handwriting.

He probably wanted to write "dizzy", but the word "dizzy" is too difficult to write. In contrast, the word "death" is obviously easier, and Jianxi Yan is more familiar with this word.

So, there is the scene of killing the father now.

Fortunately, the Internet is still relatively clean and positive.

There are basically no methods to "kill" people, "fall asleep", "stunned", and there are quite a few ways to avoid death.

Jian Xiyan has been recognizing characters recently. Although there are still a lot of characters he can't understand, he can barely understand the meaning above.

It's nothing more than hitting the back of the neck or the head, and it can make people dizzy.

But it takes a lot of power.

Jian Xiyan saw the "heavy blow". Although he didn't recognize the word "hit", he knew what "heavy blow" meant.

After thinking about his small body, he also thought about his father.

He stretched out his hands and couldn't reach his dad's neck, let alone his head.

His dad could have hit him hard enough to knock him out.

Therefore, this option is directly excluded.

Then, his eyes swept across the screen, and finally, he landed on a certain method somewhere.

...

Jian Yi didn't know that she was very lucky to escape the catastrophe that was hit by her son.

Right now, he was sitting in the living room answering a phone call from his mother.

It is nothing more than asking how Jian Xiyan is doing recently, whether there is anything unusual, whether he has eaten a lot, and whether he has spoken.

In short, a bunch of questions are all asking that little bastard.

After all, the Crown Prince of the Jian family is not for nothing.

His parents had to call every three days to ask questions, and from time to time ask a psychiatrist to examine Jian Xiyan.

For convenience, the psychiatrist directly became Jian Xiyan's exclusive doctor.

He also stayed in a room on the first floor of the Jane's villa.

Just to prevent Jian Xiyan from having an accident, the doctor was able to arrive immediately.

Jian Yi was talking, and out of the corner of the eye glanced at Jian Xiyan who was holding a writing pad and came over with watermelon juice.

Jian Xiyan put the watermelon juice on the coffee table with a paralyzed face and wrote:

Uncle gave it to you.

Then turned around and wanted to leave.

Jian Yi's mother seemed to have noticed something and asked, "Is it Xiao Yan?"

Jian Yi made a "hmm" sound.

"You ask Xiaoyan to answer the phone."

Jian Yi frowned: "What do you ask him to pick up, he can't speak."

Mother Jane was impatient: "what nonsense! Just give him the phone. I don't plan to talk to him. I just want to hear what's wrong with my precious grandson's breathing? What are you doing! "

Jian Yi: "..."

Jian Yi was speechless, too lazy to say any more, and threw the phone to Jian Xiyan expressionlessly.

Then, on the coffee table, Jian Chenglang took a few sips of the watermelon juice prepared for him.

It seemed that it was too sweet, so Jian Yi took a few sips and stopped drinking.

...

Jian Chenglang was explaining things to the staff, and he was dragged away by Jian Xiyan before he was halfway through.

Jian Cheng Lang: "what's the matter?"

Jianxi said nothing, but pointed to the sofa.

Then, Jian Chenglang saw his brother who was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed.

Jian Chenglang was stunned for a while, still not understanding what Jian Xiyan was going to do.

In the next second, he saw Jian Xiyan raised the writing pad seriously, his eyes were shining:

Dad Yun (dizzy), let's drag him to Sister Lili.

Jian Chenglang: "..."

Jian Chenglang: "!!!"

[Sorry, sorry, I still haven't written the composition, so I kneel down to you, because brother Xiyan is too difficult to write, if you don't write it clearly, you will not understand it later, but this chapter has more than 400 words, it is a compensation La!

The younger brother Xiyan is smarter, because I have heard that children with autism actually have high IQs! ! ! 】