I’m Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl

"Lies, lies, lies, lies, are shameless lies. You come together to lie to me."

Amy’s denial of the facts is completely beyond my expectations.

Obama’s untimely “squeaky” screams add to the chaos of the scene.

"This fake test, this deceptive trick... I won't be fooled."

Amy screamed and tore the test sheet into pieces, scattered on her feet.

"Amy, you calm down and listen to me..." I feel that I can't stop silent anymore.

"Prank." Amy’s eyes with tears, the young lips began to tremble and up, forming a ridiculous look of crying and laughing. "It must be a prank. You heard that my birthday was April. No. 1, so I want to play on April Fool's Day. I won't be fooled. You use this kind of bad funny technique, I want to deduct your salary, I said really."

"The black card of the Yuntong has already been stopped by Ai Shuqiao...the mother of ours..."

This is the end of the matter. I don't think it is necessary to conceal this matter.

"Yes, why." At this time, Amy was slow-moving. She wanted to keep up with my thoughts and refused to accept the reality.

I shrugged. "Probably I don't like it, I am the son of her husband."

Amy squinted her lips nervously, her hands on her knees, and pinched the rainbow stockings.

There is no airtight wall, I am afraid I heard the rumors that my mother had been married.

Using the silence that Amy was so prone to, I carefully told her the truth.

Dad once put a book on the desk called "Jewish Negotiation Art". I once said that if you want to convince others, you should start from the simplest facts, and let the other party say "yes" first, then step by step to achieve yourself. The goal.

So I asked: "Amy, you should remember that your mother asked you to practice Chinese writing for a while, and always asked me to find someone to write, and the last time I was dismantled for writing, but then you were not Investigate, is it?"

Amy wrinkled her little brow and raised her neck. "What is it?"

"Because that time for writing, I temporarily asked my father to help, and your mother recognized the handwriting of her ex-husband."

Amy’s expression was obviously shaken, and I continued to talk about it:

"After that, the black card was immediately frozen. The reason is very simple. ‘Mother is not like my abandoned son, and I don’t like seeing my unlimited number of overdraft cards.”

The "mother of the mother" here is the "irony" rhetoric. The Chinese teacher knows that I will listen to me so seriously, and I will praise me.

"Hu, nonsense." Amy seems to have entered a fierce debate with me. "Mom just saw that I handed the black card to a lower-level servant before I closed the card, and now It does not prove that the card has really failed."

Pentax, who stood by the side, interjected: "The card does not work. If Miss Amy does not believe it, I can contact the Commissioner of the company to testify."

Amy glanced at Penticus with a resentful look, as if she wanted to bite something to vent her anger.

These days, the number of times I have been called "inferior male servant" and "low-lying servant" has been numerous, and it is time to show my brother's dignity.

With this in mind, I turned my backs and straightened my back. I said slowly:

"Amy, you still remember, I first met your pet dog, Obama, it is very close to me. Today, it only allows you and me to touch the head, is it not because we have two Blood relationship, does the body have some of the same smell?"

Obama looked at me slyly and didn't understand that I just took it as a testimony.

Amy snorted. "Even if Obama is close to you, he can only prove that you have a blood relationship with it. Why do you say that you are... you are my brother."

I grinned: "I was your brother."

Amy squatted on the edge of the bed in a half-squatting position, reached out and touched the pink phone under the pillow, and said in a challenging tone while pressing the button:

"You two colluded to deceive me. I am not fooled. If I have the guts, I will confront my mother directly. Do you dare?"

"Miss, please don't call this number." Pentaxus hurriedly stopped.

Amy smugly stopped her movements and sneered at the tears in her eyes:

"Sure enough, you are lying to me, this is afraid."

I was still laughing in my heart. Peng Duosi was not rude. Suddenly, a spirit, thinking of talking to Ai Shuqiao at this time, not only let her know that I and Amy have already exposed the relationship between brother and sister, but also let me follow the next call. The doctor's plan is heavily blocked, which is a big deal for my friend's life.

So I also asked Amy not to make this call like the unrelenting Pentax.

"Hey, you beg me not to fight, I will not fight." Amy won the victory of the general, as if thinking about how to deal with our prisoners of war.

After a deep indulgence, Pentaxus said: "Miss Amy, if you call this now, Ye Lin may be in danger."

"What." Amy was as surprised to hear that Kim Jong-un was elected to the next US president. "Why are male servants at risk?"

"Because... your mother, Ms. Ai Shuqiao, she..." Peng Ruisis lowered his voice. "She once warned Ye Lin that she could not disclose his identity to you, or he would use the killer to kill him..."

Hey, Ai Shuqiao really hinted at this possibility at first, but since I was on the pedestrian street to save Amy, Ai Shuqiao’s attitude towards me has changed to buy it. As long as I listen to her, even with Amy. Brothers and sisters can also be allowed to recognize each other. Even if I know that I have unilaterally disclosed my identity, I will not kill me.

However, in order to levy the doctor will not be blocked, it really should not let Amy call this phone to her mother. It is not unreasonable for Pentis to lie for me.

"The more and more, the more and more nonsense." Amy stood up from the ground and akimbo. "According to yours, Ye Lin is the mother's biological son. Why do you want to kill your son?"

That's because you don't know how awkward Ai Shuqiao's heart is. In order to achieve his goal, even a 4-year-old daughter can use it... Your grandfather was poisoned by her design, but you are not Knowing the situation as a murderer, if you know this, your spirit may collapse.

"Because Ms. Ai Shuqiao, I don't want Ye Lin to influence your way."

Pentis replied fluently, and the half-truth lies were always convincing.

Speaking aside, it is said that a woman is better at lying than a man. Pentos can still get the trust of Ai Shuqiao, and for me to lie to Amy without having to draft a draft, is it a basis for him, and still has a number 0 Relationship?

I agree with it: "In layman's terms, it is the mother who thinks that I am a nasty poor relative, and that you are close to you just to get the benefits."

"Are you?" Amy asked very seriously.

"Of course not." I said with some anger. "I haven't seen it for so long. Didn't you find that I can't be arrogant, can't move?"

"Not found." Amy said in a very flat tone.

"Right." I got a chance. "My dad's old photo album contains some photos. If you see it, you know what your mother and my dad are."

"A photo of wearing clothes." Amy asked, looking at me with contempt.

"Of course it is wearing clothes."

"Hey, even if you don't wear clothes and hold photos together, you can't prove anything."

"I... I can find out their marriage certificate."

"Early expired, and may be forged." Amy thought she had taken the initiative of the debate and became aggressive.

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome, Miss Amy, if you want evidence, I have it."

Pentax took his three-proof military mobile phone out of the suit and switched to hands-free mode, and then began to play a recording.

"...I know, in my heart, I dare to do something illegal, but it is my son."

"How, I will give you a chance now... Ye Lin, do you want to return to my son again?"

This... This is not on the roof of the VIP building. Ai Shuqiao talked to me through Pentax’s mobile phone. Would you like to win and buy me? Peng Peisi actually recorded it with the recording software, plus the password. There is such a clear dialogue in the mobile phone, which is irrefutable evidence. This time Amy has nothing to say.

Amy was silent, her shoulders slammed down, as if the power in the soul was suddenly taken away.

"...you have always maintained a close relationship with Amy, but have not told her that you are related to blood... Why, is it afraid of my punishment?"

Pentax's recordings are not played in chronological order, but it does not affect its credibility. Ai Shuqiao's incomprehensible tone is not easily imitated by anyone.

"Turn it off, I don't want to listen, turn it off,."

Amy screamed wildly and soon took a cry.

Pentis closed the recording obediently, then patted my back shoulder and motioned to let me and Amy stay alone in the room for a while.

When he left, Obama did not like the dignified atmosphere in the house, and went out behind Pentax.

So the 101 room in the VIP building, only me and Amy.

Only two brothers and sisters are left.

"Haha, haha, hahahaha," Amy suddenly laughed up, because she covered her eyes with one hand, so I couldn't see her all her expression.

"Amy, I know that you can't accept it for a while..."

"Shut up, do you think I will call your brother?" Amy took her hand off her face, and I saw a pair of eyes that became bloodshot because of tears and anger.

"You are a liar. If we are in this relationship, why don't you say it earlier?"

She shouted at me hysterically.

"I have a hard time..."

"When is it..." Amy asked in a sullen tone.

"When."

"When did you know about this," Amy muttered again. "When you say that you love me, you already know that we have blood relations."

"The original is the love of pure and innocent brothers and sisters." I argued.

"I haven't happened this thing." After a long time to adjust the breathing, Amy ordered herself to deceive: "Continue to be my servant, you obviously only need the identity of a servant..."