Fast-wearing female supporting roles: the villain is pretending to be pitiful again

Chapter 188 Little Brother, He's Playing Good Again (13)

"Oh, it turned out to be a fool, this is really a good marriage!"

Yun Miao glanced at the crowd mockingly, and then her face darkened instantly: "I think you guys think I'm a fool, don't you?"

Xu Dashan and his son stopped talking.

Clearly guilty.

Shen Xiumei quietly pinched her daughter, and then said nonchalantly: "What a fool, she is just a little more innocent, you child, don't talk nonsense, if someone overhears, you will stab a hornet's nest."

Yun Miao planned to tear herself apart with them today.

She snorted coldly: "It's impossible for me to marry anyway. If you dare to force me, if you dare to force me, I will go to the committee to report you for arranged marriages, forced buying and selling, and human trafficking."

After finishing speaking, she ignored the stupidity of the room and went back to the room directly.

When closing the door, it slammed the door loudly.

Shen Xiumei was so angry that she pinched her daughter again: "You damn girl, what are you talking about?"

"I was just impatient. I was wrong." Xu Xiaoxue also knew that she had made a mistake, so she quickly admitted her mistake.

"Mom, I don't want to go to the countryside, and I don't want to go to the countryside even if I die."

"Brother Jianshe, I don't want to go to the countryside, and I don't want to go to the northwest."

Xu Jianshe quickly comforted her: "Okay, okay, don't go to the countryside, don't go to the countryside."

Shen Xiumei glanced at her frowning and silent husband, and sighed a little worriedly.

"If it doesn't work, I can only move your account back there. What else can I do?"

Originally, he wanted that dead girl to replace her, but then those things happened again.

Now, there are two roads ahead of her daughter, one is to transfer her household registration back to her dead father's side, and the other is to quickly find a husband's family to marry.

But marrying, it will take a while, where can I find the right one?

Xu Jianshe opened his mouth, wanting to say something, took one last look at his father, and closed his mouth again.

Let's wait until Xiaoxue's household registration is moved back to her father's side before talking about their marriage!

"What should we do now?" Shen Xiumei tugged on her husband's sleeve, with a worried look on her face.

Xu Dashan frowned, lit a cigarette, and took a deep puff, "It's fine if she doesn't want to, you can't really force her, right?"

Shen Xiumei was a little disappointed.

Thinking of the abnormal stepdaughter today, I was very annoyed again.

"This girl, I don't know who she learned from. Not only does she dare to smash the lock at every turn, but she also learns to talk back, and she even said she would report it. She is getting more and more courageous and stubborn."

"Let's try to persuade him more, it would be a pity to just give up like this."

"Besides, Wang Guixiang said that as long as she gets married, she doesn't have to do anything, she doesn't have to go to work, and she doesn't have to do housework. She just needs to stay at home and talk to her son. She also pays a lot of money every month. living expenses."

"Except for her son's mental problems, the other conditions are something that no one can ask for."

Xu Dashan didn't speak.

No matter how good the conditions are, he is still a fool.

He is a normal person, and it is impossible for him to agree to marry him.

If it wasn't for the future of himself and his son, he couldn't agree to such a thing.

If others know about this in the future, they don't know how to laugh at him behind his back.

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Yun Miao didn't care what they planned or planned.

Anyway, that was just their plans and plans, and had nothing to do with her.

At 11:30 in the evening, she was trying to sneak out when there was a knocking sound at the window.

She quickly lit the oil lamp and ran over quietly.

A figure was hanging by the window, looking in through the glass.

This time, he didn't smear his face with black ash, and his small face was unusually handsome.

(End of this chapter)