Quick Travel: Crazy Literature

Chapter 278 Trap (8)

Needless to say, the Ji family was very angry after returning home. They did not get the expected result, and Zhao Dan happened to call again to urge them.

Ji Minglin had no choice but to ignore An Qing for the time being and sell the remaining two apartments directly. He originally had three apartments, but one was in Heshan's hands now, and once it was in her hands, it would never be sold out.

They wanted to take the house back and sell it. In their original life, because they had not fallen out with An Qing, the mother and daughter were unaware of his scheme, and the original owner was coaxed into signing foolishly, letting the duck fly away. Now, they can no longer deceive them.

"Rou Rou, you have to be sensible. There is no use keeping that house. I will save it for you when I get the money. How can I, your dad, let you suffer a loss?"

He Shan sneered at this and said coldly: "You should save this for that bitch outside. Cheating men are disgusting!"

Ji Minglin's eyes suddenly changed, "Ji Rou, you are really spoiled by your mother!"

"Hey~ Turn your head away for a moment"

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"The bad breath is irritating me"

The old couple of the Ji family next to them looked unhappy, moved their lips but didn't say anything. They had told their son before to throw the girl to her mother, but their son disagreed and insisted on taking her with him, saying that the new daughter-in-law Zhao Dan liked her.

Stepmother likes stepdaughter? This is nonsense.

The old couple curled their lips, thinking that their daughter-in-law was not an easy person to deal with, and she didn't know how to bully others. But they didn't want to care. Their sons and grandsons were all their relatives, so there was no need to be serious about everything. Besides, looking at the annoying look of this dead girl, it would be better if she suffered a little more.

It would be best to torture her severely and make her kneel down and cry and beg for mercy, so that I can justify the anger I have felt for being contradicted these days.

Ji Minglin's face twitched violently for a long time, and his eyes were terrifyingly gloomy, but he still swallowed his breath.

Heshan felt a little regretful and sighed that he had no chance to take action yet.

Because of her recent behavior, Ji Minglin felt that there was no way he could teach his daughter anything, so he packed up all his things and arranged for her to take a leave of absence without waiting for the holiday in Heshan. The whole family quickly left the local city.

It was three days later that An Qing received the news. Heshan was still sharing with her the prosperity of City A and asked her to come for a trip in the future.

Shen Jin, who was passing by, heard the call and sneered with disdain, saying, "You want to bring someone on a trip when you're a burden?"

Heshan hung up the phone without changing his expression, turned around, took two steps closer, and slapped him twice quickly and leisurely.

The "pa pa" sound rang on Shen Jin's face for the second time, and his expression was still as incredulous as the first day she came.

"You! Bitch!"

“Bang—Ah!—”

Shen Jin is merciless with his words, and the king’s fists are even more merciless.

"You little bastard, what are you doing all the time? Look at your little mouth, it's like you've put a suppository on it."

"You dare to hit me!" The little bastard's face was clearly twisted in pain, but he still forced himself to stand up with the help of the wall, unwilling to look up at her.

Heshan smiled and took down the ornament on the wall.

"Uh-huh, hit-bang-what's wrong with you? It's not the first time I hit you, why are you so excited?"

"Ah-"

It should be said that Shen Jin was lucky. His head was turned away when the candlestick pendant hit him, but his shoulder was not spared. He fell to the ground howling again.

The Shen family villa is quite big, but his voice still attracts people.

When Zhao Dan and Ji Minglin ran over anxiously, they saw this scene. The leisurely look of Heshan and the miserable look of Shen Jin formed a tragic contrast.

It was really tragic. The candle stick was in the shape of a long stick with a sharp tip at one end. Now the sharp end was inserted straight into Shen Jin's shoulder. Because he was wearing a white shirt, the bright blood color was very eye-catching.

The two of them looked shocked, "Xiao Jin!"

The servants who came over after hearing the noise were also shocked and exclaimed:

"Ah! Master!"

"What's going on here?!"

They all rushed forward. Zhao Dan half-supported Shen Jin. His eyes instantly turned red. He raised his head and looked at He Shan fiercely: "Bitch..."

"Bang bang bang bang!"

No wonder Shen Jin is so bad-mouthed, it turns out it’s inherited from his family.

The king thought slowly in his mind, but his hands did not stop moving. He changed his hand to take the bronze bell on the other side and smashed it towards her at an extremely fast speed.

“Ah—it hurts!—”

The butler next to him was also a man of nimble hands and feet. He was sharp-eyed and moved sideways to block Zhao Dan... Don't think too much, he didn't block it, hahahahahahaha.

Zhao Dan's pupils shrank, and the bronze bell hit her pretty face directly. She felt a buzzing sound, and her brain instantly felt dizzy. Then a strong pain spread from the root of her nose, and then to her entire face.

Another one fell.

Ji Minglin's heart skipped a beat due to the shock: "Dandan!"

Heshan glanced at him with his eyes slightly narrowed, and his cry was so disgusting!

“Ji Rou!!!”

"Are you crazy?!!!!"