Ranguang Treasure Mirror

Xu Zhijie said nana: "I actually want to teach such a scumbag a lesson?"

Zhou Xiru wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.

She understood that in Xu Zhiju's mind, Murong and Ze had nothing to do with him, he was just Murong Feifeng's nephew, and they only knew each other's names.

Is such a person worth fighting for?

"The most terrifying thing in this world is this kind of villain with a jealous personality. They are best at doing things that harm others and benefit themselves." Zhou Xiru said in a low voice, "Don't take it lightly, you also need to deal with what I told you as soon as possible , otherwise, you will be bitten, and you will be bitten into the bone."

For some reason, Xu Zhili thought of Jiang Luohua. Without Jiang Luohua, Lu Yiwen's plan would still be carried out as before, but implementation would not be so easy.

"I understand." Xu Zhili nodded.

"He - after all, he is also from a wealthy and noble family. Once he strikes, he will be much fiercer and more vicious than Jiang Luohua." Zhou Xiru said, "Xu Zhixuan, I have learned from the past, you'd better learn from it, otherwise, there will be endless troubles in the future."

"I understand!" Xu Zhili took a deep breath.

"You understand, why don't you go buy breakfast?" Zhou Xiru changed the subject and began to think about breakfast.

These days, she has gotten used to Xu Zhijie's fixed-point feeding, but today, he didn't even buy breakfast, and he is still going to lose his temper?

"Are we reconciled?" Xu Zhijun asked weakly.

"I'm not prepared to quarrel with you!" Zhou Xiru said angrily, "It's you who want to lose your temper and bully the CEO and the down-and-out daughter, how did you think that?"

"Have you ever asked my opinion for making random characters?"

"That's it, you still dare to lose your temper?"

"You don't even bring your children?"

Xu Zhige thought about it seriously, and said, "I was wrong."

The book says that when a girl is angry, she has to admit her mistake quickly. As for where she made a mistake or whether she made a mistake, that doesn't matter. The important thing is that you have a correct attitude, hey...

In the future, he still doesn't want to pretend to be a domineering president. He is an old man, and he can't do things like a domineering president.

Zhou Xiru wanted to laugh seeing him admitting his mistake. After eating, she continued to draw. This time, she hung Qi Baishi's "Dragonfly Playing with Lotus" in the study and studied his pen and ink carefully. , and the essence of subtleties such as composition and layout.

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Murong Qingyuan's eyes were swollen and she looked haggard. As Zhou Xiru expected, she didn't dare to go to the hospital, even the beauty hospital she was familiar with. The tattoo on her back was really shameful.

Last night, she wrapped her headscarf and sneaked to a small tattoo shop to ask how to get her tattoo removed.

However, the tattoo shop told her that they only care about tattooing, not about washing.

That tone, it seems that they only care about killing people and not burying them...

If you want to wash, please go to the hospital to wash.

Murong Qingyuan asked, can the tattoo be washed off?

The shop owner told her that generally tattoos can be washed off, depending on the pigment used. If the color is darker, it may take two to three washes before it can be washed off.

Even, the shop owner asked her, is the tattoo big?

If it's not too big, and it's worn under clothes, there's no need to worry about it.

Murong Qingyuan shook her head and walked out of the tattoo shop.

Tonight, struggling and hesitating, she went to a private clinic to inquire about tattoo removal.

The private clinic said that they want to see it, and they can only be sure after seeing it.

In view of this situation, Murong Qingyuan asked the female doctor to take a look at her back——

Then, the female doctor's complexion was not very good-looking, and the way she looked at her changed a little.

Small clinics dare not accept large-scale tattoos.

Moreover, the female doctor also told Murong Qingyuan that her tattoo has not recovered, that is to say, the current skin is still very fragile, if it is washed... the risk is too high.

This is still the first, and second, she asked Murong Qingyuan to go to the hospital for an examination. If the tattoo needles were deep and pierced the real epidermis, ordinary lasers and dermabrasion would not be able to wash it off.

The female doctor reminded her both inside and out that this tattoo is not easy to wash off, and, looking at the area of ​​the wound, it should have pierced the real epidermis of the skin, you——it can't be washed off.

Can't wash it off?

This question kept lingering in Murong Qingyuan's mind, what should she do?

Now, she can always feel that there is a big, thick black snake hovering on her back, which is connected with her blood, ready to move...

If this tattoo can't be washed off, how will she marry in the future?

Not to mention Xu Zhiyu, any normal man would probably not be able to accept it. A woman with a big black snake on her back and three mouse tattoos on her buttocks is absolutely perverted.

Murong Qingyuan's heart was full of resentment, Zhou Xiru -- she must make her life worse than death.

After thinking about it for a long time, she decided to go to her aunt. For this kind of thing, she would never go to her own mother. In her mind, her own mother is also the best.

After driving to Madam Feifeng's other villa, he parked the car, and a servant came to open the door.

"Miss Cousin, you are here." The servant said with a false smile, "Madam is at home."

Murong Qingyuan naturally knew whether Mrs. Feifeng was at home, so she walked in with a cold face.

The property rights of the villa here are not under the name of Mrs. Feifeng, but one of the active properties of the Yinghuo Dynasty in Shanghai.

I heard that Xu Zhijun smashed Mrs. Feifeng's villa in the western suburbs the night before, and even destroyed her collection room.

After Mrs. Feifeng found out, she was so angry that her lungs would explode.

My house needs to be refurbished and I can't live in it, so Mrs. Feifeng naturally wants to move to Liuyue Villa.

However, Mrs. Xu Jiatai gave her a word with a cold face, Liuyue Mountain Villa is the property of her grandson Xu Zhiyu, since you, the aunt, don't get along with the child, don't join in the fun, so as not to cause conflicts.

Mrs. Xu was very rude - as the aunt of the Xu family, you can't even coax a child, what else would you do?

Just like that, you still have the nerve to ask my Xu family for money?

I heard that after the phone call, Mrs. Feifeng dropped the phone, and her angry face was contorted.

It's all because Xu Zhili's biological mother, the vixen, made his aunt suffer such wrongs.

The more she thought about it, the more sad Murong Qingyuan became.

When Murong Qingyuan walked to the second floor, she vaguely heard someone talking in the small living room on the second floor, she was suspicious, at this time, does my aunt have any guests?

"Tell me about you, what are you doing?" Mrs. Feifeng's voice was tinged with anger.

"Auntie, I..." Murong Heze wanted to defend himself, but he didn't know what to say.

His 5200 million has almost emptied all the current liquidity of the Murong family. In other words, the Murong family is about to face the risk of a broken capital chain.