Face-slapping 365 style: fast-paced daily life for actresses

Chapter 950 Cannon Fodder Farmer Girl 26
An Nuannuan raised her hand to support the door, and didn't let the boy close the door. She started to practice martial arts these days, and she can't be considered a master of martial arts, but it's no problem to deal with this kind of bullshit.

The young man wanted to close the door, but he couldn't close it with all his strength. Suddenly, his brow was full of sweat, and he yelled at Lin Yixuan contemptuously: "Mr. Lin, you have separated from Mrs. Lin and the Lin family. It has nothing to do with it, don't try to extort money, and take you, a poor woman, back to the countryside."

Hearing the words 'poor woman', An Nuannuan narrowed her eyes slightly, a dangerous light flashed in her eyes, then she lifted her foot and kicked the boy in the stomach, kicking him down In a dozen steps away.

An Nuannuan pushed the door open, stepped forward a few steps, stepped on the boy who was struggling to get up, bent down, raised his hand, and slapped the boy on the face.

Even the rough-skinned boy's face was swollen into a pig's head, blood was coming out of his mouth, his eyes were rolled up, and he passed out completely.

"If you are a dog, I don't show your power. You are a Hello Kitty, you are easy to bully, don't you?" Annoyed, An Nuannuan kicked this dog again, then turned to look for Lin Yixuan, and pushed him into Lin's mansion .

Who knew that the two of them had just entered the gate of the Lin Mansion, and when they heard the movement, Marquis Chang Sheng, who had inherited Father Lin's title, appeared with his wife and a group of guards.

The current Marquis of Changsheng is a coward. Because of Father Lin's sacrifice, the emperor felt guilty towards the Lin family. After Father Lin died in battle, he was awarded such a title, and some land, gold and silver. The reward is actually quite generous, but With Lin's mother's passing away, the title that should have belonged to Lin Yixuan, the family property was gradually occupied by the current Marquis of Changsheng.

If Lin Yixuan hadn't been stimulated by the cause of his mother's death, he wouldn't have suffered from modern self-loathing. It was because he lost the ability to speak, was autistic, and was protected by Madam Liu, so he barely survived.

"Brother Xuan, why are you here?" Mrs. Qiao, Changshenghou's wife, was quite pretty. She was nearly forty, and she looked about thirty. She was wearing sapphire blue embroidered butterfly and peony. The jacket, the skirt of the same color underneath, the hair is rolled up, and the gold-plated peacock hairpin is inserted. As she speaks, the extremely thin feather tail made of pure gold also trembles slightly.

This woman has the face of a good elder, but she is absolutely kind-hearted.

"Auntie, my husband and I can't live anymore, so we can only come to join uncle and uncle." An Nuannuan pushed Lin Yixuan forward a few steps and said.

Pretend to be charitable with my old lady, and my old lady was born as a movie queen, so I will play with you.

Qiao Shi was choked by An Nuannuan's words, and the smile on her face couldn't hold back, but she was also Mrs. Changshenghou after all, and she didn't have the strength to sit in this position, so she quickly adjusted.

But Mrs. Qiao could bear it, and the pretty girl snuggled up to her couldn't help it. She glared at her almond-shaped eyes, stepped forward and scolded: "Who is your uncle, uncle, our Lin family doesn't have such beggar relatives, hurry up, don't Dirty our land."

"Uncle, although the husband and you have separated, they are still of the same clan and relatives. If Sister Wan treats us like this, uncle and uncle are not afraid to spread her reputation as a shrew, so it will be a bad marriage in the future?" An Nuan Nuan ignored Lin Yixuan's cousin, Lin Wanwan, and only looked at Chang Shenghou, threatening.

(End of this chapter)