I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Song Qingwan: "..." It really won't die in vain.

Fried and fragrant, this is a vigorous death!

If that fish knew that Lili didn't even let its body go, it would have come alive on the spot.

Apparently, in the eyes of the little girl, she killed the fish.

So, anyway, all the fish are dead. As compensation, she wants to make this fish the best fish, and she will never let this fish die without value!

This brain circuit, most people really can't think of it!

However, as long as the little girl is not sad, that's fine.

The servant saw Song Qingwan passing by with a worried expression on her face, but the next moment, she came back in a hurry, thinking that something major had happened, and panicked:

"Song, President Song, did something happen to the little miss..."

"She's fine. She's fine!" Song Qingwan let out a long breath, rubbed her forehead, and waved her hands weakly, "Take care of that fish! At night... remember to fry it a little."

maid:"???"

Sure enough, in the evening, with that plate of fragrant braised fish, the little girl ate three bowls of rice with tears in her eyes, crying while eating, crying while eating, tears running down her cheeks, and choked up for people to add more coriander and chopped green onion, saying She will never let the poor fish die in vain.

In the end, there was only a long skeleton left in the plate of fish. If Song Qingwan hadn't tried her best to stop it, the little girl would have to eat other people's bones too!

What a great hatred, what a great hatred!

Even the bones of others were not spared.

After all, there are ashes, she wants that fish to completely disappear from this world!

It's so cruel.

The little girl's eyes were clear and clean, as if she really just didn't want the fish to die in vain.

Song Qingwan's heart was choked up.

I want to explain to the little loli, but it is not easy to explain.

After all, children have their own world.

Hey, it's okay, I'll be sensible when I grow up.

In the end, Song Qingwan could only comfort herself like this. Then, she sighed, and kept telling the little girl that she liked eating fish bones, so she sent the little girl away and didn't let her worry about the fish bones.

After that, a few days passed.

Xu Ciye's mental health report and IQ report were finally sorted out and sent to Lu's house.

The old man didn't know where he heard it, saying that Lu Li was going to go to kindergarten to study, so he hurried over from the old house with several fishing rods.

The old man is not looking for trouble, Lu Junhan has been relatively leisurely recently, and he has promised before that he will spend more time with the little girl when he is busy.

So, when the old man came to Lu's house, Lu Junhan and Song Qingwan happened to be in the living room.

Lu Junhan was sitting on the sofa with a video conference. The man lowered his dark and deep black eyes slightly, pursed his sharp and thin lips, opened his lips from time to time and responded indifferently, his handsome face was not angry and arrogant, which made people not dare to be presumptuous.

And the clingy little girl ate candy in his arms, and occasionally opened her big black and clear eyes, staring at the adventures of the little princess on TV.

Song Qingwan sat next to them, flipping through the psychological report that was sent over and over again, reading every word carefully, as if she never got tired of reading it.

"I heard that this girl is going to kindergarten. Have you chosen which kindergarten to go to?"

The old man is still the only one who respects me and is very domineering. He doesn't care whether it will destroy the harmonious atmosphere or not. As soon as he enters the door, he directly explains his purpose.

The Lu Junhan meeting just ended.

He logged out of the account, turned off the computer, and while the little girl was watching TV, he found all the fruit candies secretly hidden in her pocket, and threw them all into the trash can beside his feet without looking at them.

Song Qingwan closed the report, saw him come in, paused, got up and said in surprise, "Dad, why are you here?"

"Why can't I come?!"

The old man handed the fishing rod in his hand to the subordinate behind him, frowned and sat on the sofa with a worried expression on his face.

Song Qingwan was speechless: "Dad, you know I don't mean that..."

"Okay, okay, I'm not here to see you! Why do you ask so many questions!" The old man waved his hand irritably, and said solemnly: "I heard that my great-granddaughter is going to kindergarten, so you decide where to go. Is there one?"