The Farmer Girl Gets Rich

Cui Tingting’s mouth burst into a stern smile: "I hurt my own family? Mother, how could I hurt myself? I can’t wait to smash him into pieces with thousands of swords, and the one named Awan. I can't wait to frustrate her and make her fame!"

Madam Cui was naturally on the side of her daughter. The two were discussing how to take revenge. A voice came from outside: "Madam, Miss, there is a girl outside asking for a visit."

girl?

Cui Tingting refused without thinking, "Let her go, everyone can see this lady!"

A small voice came from outside: "But but"

Mrs. Cui got up at this moment and opened the door. When she saw the little maid who was speaking, she was full of anger: "But what? Don't hesitate, I'll be angry when I see it."

The frightened face of the little maid paled, and she knelt on the ground with a puff, knocked her head on the bluestone slabs, and kept knocking her head and said: "The girl outside said, "Do you want me to find revenge for the Anan and Awan?" If she wants to, she can help the young lady!"

Cui Tingting and Madam Cui glanced at each other, and they were surprised in each other's eyes.

"Quickly, please come in!" Cui Tingting spoke first.

The uninvited guest of the Cui family saw that the NPC was wearing black clothes all day long, with a drapery on his head, and a black gauze on the drapery, covering the whole person strictly.

Madam Cui was a little bit embarrassed when she saw this man wrapped so tightly.

Could this person commit something, why is it embarrassing to see people in broad daylight?

Cui Tingting didn't think so much, as long as they came to help her kill Awan and Anan, they were all her guests.

Cui Tingting led the man in black directly.

I don't see whether it is a man or a woman in black clothes, but looking at the figure and height, it should be a woman.

Sure enough, after entering the main house, the woman sat down Shi Shiran, not at all polite, as if this was her home.

Cui Tingting was a little displeased: this person takes himself too seriously.

But there is no way, the person who came to help her, this bad temper, can only bear it, wait until Awan and Anan are killed, and then come and clean up this person.

She would be blind to all those who dare to make her unhappy.

Master Song Qing covered his face and looked at the two people sitting on top.

Xu Shi was born out of the dignity of the Zanying family. Just sitting there, Song Qingshi was a lot better than Cui Tingting, who was a rich man in business.

The daughter who has no background, the daughter who is taught is at most a female nouveau riche, and does not have the aura and temperament of a daughter who is taught by a hairy family.

Madam Cui saw the demeanor of the black-clothed woman below, with black clothes covering her face with black gauze, she was even able to see her grace.

Grace?

That is impossible.

Look at Cui Tingting, who is wearing gold, silver, and brocade next to her, proudly raised her head again: her daughter is grace.

Seeing that someone had been invited, Cui Tingting drank all the tea. She didn't even start her mouth. She couldn't calm herself: "Who are you?"

auzw.com Song Qing said with a smile: "A person who is willing to help you."

"You have hatred with Anan and Awan?" Cui Tingting asked.

The man in black nodded: "Of course, otherwise, who would kill for no reason."

"What hate or resentment do you have with them?" Although Cui Tingting is arrogant, but not stupid, some of the benefits are delivered to the door, so you have to keep your eyes open to see clearly, otherwise, who knows whether it is a pie or a trap.

"They killed my dearest sister and deceived me, deceived my whole family."

Speaking of Gu Xiaowan, Master Song Qing was full of resentment, but she couldn't speak too clearly, otherwise Cui Tingting would be suspicious.

Sure enough, a word made Cui Tingting believe.

Cui Tingting: "Okay, how do you plan to deal with those two people?"

Master Song Qing: "Kill it directly. For those who make me unhappy, I believe in solving them directly, so as to eliminate the worries of the future."

Cui Tingting and Madam Cui looked at each other, and Cui Tingting said excitedly: "I have the same meaning, what are you going to do? What do you need me to do?"

Seeing that Cui Tingting agreed without even thinking about it, it seems that this person and Anan also have a lot of hatred!

Can there be no hatred? On the day of the wedding, in front of so many people, I lost face. Can I not repay such hatred?

Master Song Qing smiled: "Miss Cui, I wish us a happy cooperation!"

As long as the two people were killed, Shu Min's revenge would be avenged.

Leaving the Cui's house, Master Song Qing got into an ordinary cyan linoleum carriage parked outside. Cui Tingting coldly whispered to the people on the side: "Come with me and see who is in the house."

The young man aside briskly followed.

Mrs. Cui felt that something was wrong: "Do you think the method she said is feasible?"

"Why not?" Cui Tingting asked back.

Mrs. Cui felt a little unreliable: "The man in black is wrapped tightly and can't even be seen with his fingers. Can you believe such a person?"

Cui Tingting sneered: "Of course I believe, I don't think it's strange that those two people's arrogant attitude offends people!"

Mrs. Cui: "You have made up your mind? Cooperate with her? But we don't even know the name of that person."

"If you don't know, then you don't know. After the thing is done, you just do that person directly, mother, how come you are doing things now, how can you look forward and backward!" Cui Tingting said dissatisfied.

Madam Cui felt a little flustered in her heart: She always felt that the men and women living next door had a lot of backgrounds, but they couldn't see what they were. Just just give them a lesson. Just kill people directly, is it too cruel? ? And, what if you get a life lawsuit? Moreover, what if it is discovered by those people? Will there be revenge?

Madam Cui thought a lot, but Cui Tingting didn't think so much.

She has only one thought, to kill.

Killing can solve her hatred. That Anan, keeping her dignity and love still on the ground, trampled mercilessly. Only by killing him can she forget the humiliation and unwillingness of that day.

Why, what is wrong with her!

The dead man didn't even look at himself.