Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

"It's like this again, three punches can't hit a fart, you talk about you, just like you, what can you do in the future? What can you do?"

Liu Yan's disdainful eyes slid from head to toe, and her fingers poked Su Qiao's head.

Su Qiao was annoyed.

[Little Four, really can't do it? 】

[It's better not to, the Huo family has a lot of servants. 】

"It doesn't matter if you look ugly, let you lose weight but not lose weight, you only know how to eat and eat every day, why not eat you to death?"

"How do you want to get married like this? Can the car family like you?"

"I'll tell you plainly today, if the young master of the car doesn't look down on you, you can get away from me.

Liu Yan was like a fighting chicken who kept chirping, his words were bitter and mean, merciless, and occasionally pinched Su Qiao's arm.

That delicate skin, with a pinch of a red mark.

Although Su Qiao didn't feel pain, she felt more and more uncomfortable in her heart, her nose was sore, and under the heavy lenses, a layer of tears could not be controlled from the bottom of her eyes.

The emotions in the cloned soul fragments were almost uncontrollable.

Su Qiao gritted her teeth to suppress this sadness, and a trace of icy cold light flashed in Danfeng's slightly drooping eyes.

[Can't really kill her? 】

What a nasty woman.

Selfish and selfish, there is only interest in the eyes, and there is no mother's appearance.

Isn't it her fault that Su Qiao became what she is now?

If the alcoholic father gave her physical torture, then the mother gave her mental torture.

From a very young age, whenever her alcoholic father beat her, she would take Su Qiao out.

The vicious words in her mouth were as if Su Qiao was not her daughter, but her enemy.

444 is also very angry, but its reason is still there.

[Host, the physical torture is far less severe than the mental torture. Let's retaliate, so that she can also feel the unwillingness and despair. 】

[That's right, just killing her like this will make her cheaper. 】

Su Qiao gave up the idea of ​​killing her now, however, she regretted it the next moment.

"No dinner tonight."

"Hmph, I really regret it, how did you give birth to such a worthless thing in the first place?"

With a cold snort, Liu Yan left a sentence in disgust and walked upstairs.

‘Not allowed to eat? ’

Su Qiao raised her head, glanced at Liu Yan coldly like an arrow, and walked towards the kitchen as soon as she lifted her footsteps.

It was past five o'clock at this time, and there were already several plates of freshly fried dishes on the table.

Su Qiao was not polite, and went directly to the kitchen to pack a bowl of rice and eat it while sitting at the dining table.

The chef and the servant who set the bowl looked at each other in dismay.

"What are you doing? You let me go!"

Liu Yan had already climbed the stairs, but when she saw this scene, she ran down angrily, her sharp voice almost puncturing her eardrums.

Su Qiaoli ignored it and continued to eat.

Everything else is fine, but if she doesn't let her eat delicious food, she wants her life.

The person who wants her life is, of course, the enemy.

"Put it down, do you hear? Are you deaf?"

Liu Yan rushed up to grab the bowl.

"It's not night yet."

It wasn't evening, so it wasn't dinner.

Su Qiao ran around the table while eating with a bowl, occasionally holding a chopstick for braised pork.

Liu Yan chased her for two laps, panting from exhaustion.

His eyes were red with anger, and he pointed at her sternly with his hands on his hips: "Little bastard, you don't even dare to listen to my words? Look at my bad day..."

"What's going on here?"

Huo Zhenting held a black wallet in his hand and frowned at the funny scene in front of him.

Hearing his voice, Liu Yan's face changed, and she felt annoyed for a while.

I was really pissed off by this waste today, and I forgot this time, it was the time when Huo Zhenting came back.