Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 319

"Sweetie, Eleven is a big kid, don't cry."

"Zi Mo—" The more you give me, the more I crave it.

"Mother, Mother."

I swept aside the people in my way and continued my journey of mourning.

Familiar arms, familiar affection, I feel young again, like I'm still the same person I used to be, without any burdens.

"Mother—Mother—Mother—"

"Get in my way! I can't even be affectionate for a bit." I kicked him away, and the ugly guy immediately caught him and said, "Ziyi, you've cried enough, let's talk about something useful."

I glared at him fiercely, at this arrogant, annoying toad: "Aoao, go find your father."

Sikong grabbed him and glared at me: "Don't go too far."

I'm going too far! Compared to you, you're definitely going too far. After all these years of ignoring me, you suddenly appear and want to be the main character? Who do you think you are?! Or do you have such a soft brain that you think I love you so much I'm about to jump off a building?! Pfft!

"Was it wrong for me to tell my son to go find his father?!"

"He, I was involved too."

Haha! "You dare say that! Do you want a share of my property today?!" You want my hands or my feet? Chop off the rest and give them to me, and I won't say anything.

Sikong released Ao Ao and calmly looked at me: "Ziyi, I admit that I am responsible for what happened back then. If you want to blame me, I have nothing to say, but things have come to this point, and even if you are dissatisfied, there is nothing I can do."

"Oh, so powerless! Isn't our Prime Minister of Dongqing omnipotent? Now he's powerless too! What a joke!" You bastard, you set fire to the world and tell me you have no water? You really think you're the only one in the world! You think the earth should revolve around you! You think everyone else is a reincarnated fool!

Zi Mo nudged me, and I stubbornly refused to listen: "What are you afraid of? Let him kill me a second time if he dares!"

Zi Mo grasped my hand, a hint of nervous unease in his voice: "Eleven..." I squeezed back tightly. Different people require different attitudes. If I were too polite to that guy, he would really think he was the ruler of the world!

"Ziyi..."

I glared at him, full of energy. Chouqian stopped explaining and looked at me without arguing anymore: "Say whatever you want."

I strode over to him, pointed my finger at his nose, and gave him a good dressing down: "It's not about what I want to say! It's about what you did! Where's Wu Hui! Where's Su Gu! Where's Zi Mo! Do you think I'm blind to what you've done?! Ah! Ya! Ah! Ya!"

“Eleven…” Zi Mo grabbed me.

Ugly Qian and I locked eyes and said to each other, "If we're going to settle the score from back then, you're the first one who wouldn't be qualified to stand in front of me!"

"Mother—Mother—"

"Get out of the way! Today I'll show some people why flowers are so red!"

Ao Ao carefully sized up Chou Qian.

I get angry just looking at him. Why are we all afraid of him? What's so great about him?

I tugged at Ao Ao and pushed him onto Chou Qian: "Your Grand Tutor is nothing special! He's done plenty of hesitant things!"

Ao Ao Liang took a step back, feeling extremely wronged. Chou Qian exerted a little force, and Ao Ao stood up straight.

“Ziyi…” Sikong finished speaking.

Ao Ao then burst into tears: "Waaah-waaah-waaah-waaah-waaah-waaah!"

Sikong quickly let go, looking helplessly at Ao Ao who suddenly started crying.

I secretly gave Ao Ao a thumbs up: What a kind heart of mine, crying at the right time.

"What's so great about you! Even Ao Ao is scared to tears by you! Let alone someone as weak and frail as me!"

"You're so frail..." Sikong was about to reprimand her when Ao Ao's crying immediately rose to a higher level, stopping Sikong in his tracks. He stared at Ao Ao, unsure of what to do.

Zi Mo looked at me questioningly, and I turned my head away: Never mind, go cry!

"Waaaaah--waaaah--"

"Sixth Prince, a man does not easily shed tears."

"He's still young, he's a boy, and boys should cry when they need to." It would be better if the person crying felt a little guilty.

“Eleven…” Zi Mo began, but never with reproach.

Chouqian was still there watching Aoao cry.

Ao Ao cried her heart out for Chou Qian to see, and Chou Qian watched intently.

I suppressed a laugh and walked over to Ao Ao, trying to add some dramatic effect to my voice: "Ao Ao, my poor Ao Ao, you're so old and you still get scared..."

Qianqing burst in like a gust of wind, and Ao'ao, who was under my arms, instantly snuggled into his embrace: "Ao'ao, don't cry, Ao'ao is the most obedient."

Ao Ao seemed even more aggrieved, and wrapped her arms around Qian Qing's neck, sobbing softly.

Qianqing glared at everyone in the room, her protectiveness making me ashamed.

Qianqing supported Ao'ao's back, coaxing Ao'ao to be obedient. Ao'ao saw that it was his father.

She nestled close to him, her sobs subsiding slightly.

His actions were tantamount to slapping Chouqian in the face on the spot.

Chou Qian's face twisted in a strange way.

I nodded with satisfaction: Great! Give this arrogant man a good thrashing. I want him to know how despicable and hateful he is.