I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Chapter 610 Dads' Counterattack (2)

As scared as a little quail.

The little chubby body shrank into a spherical ball on the chair, holding the pen in a trembling hand, shrinking his head, and tremblingly writing composition.

Jian Yi didn't speak next to him, just staring with such a silent face, like a cold killer staring at his prey, with a strong sense of existence.

Zhang Yiming was almost scared to death.

He even thought, fortunately, Uncle Jane is not his father. If Uncle Jane is his father, he must not survive for a day. He would be scared to death by Uncle Jane when he was born.

Now, Zhang Yiming didn't dare to write about his beautiful sister Lili again.

Mainly because he was afraid of writing, he would be killed on the spot by Jian Yi.

Zhang Yiming had seen Jian Yi fighting with Jian Xiyan many times before.

It was completely different from when his father Zhang Dazhuang beat him.

His father hit him, it was obvious on his face that his father was angry.

Then his father would beat him and hate iron and steel and scold him as a stinky boy. I’ll give birth to you instead of having barbecued pork. Look at the other people’s family. …

All in all a lot of words.

However, his father was not terrible at all, except that his hand was a little stronger and the beating was a bit painful.

And Zhang Yiming was raised in a healthy body, strong and skinny, and he was not afraid of being beaten by Zhang Dazhuang, and even when he was beaten by his father, he would cry and yell back and curse back.

But Uncle Jane won't.

Zhang Yiming could see clearly that when Uncle Jian hit Xiyan's younger brother, he didn't speak or say a word, and his face was not as angry, angry, and murderous as his father.

From beginning to end, Uncle Jian looked expressionless.

But it looked super terrifying.

Therefore, Zhang Yiming still feels that Jian Xiyan was picked up by his father.

Otherwise, Xiyan brother is so cute, how could there be such a terrible father.

Couldn't Uncle Jian beat his own son to death before picking up his brother Xiyan?

Zhang Yiming started to think about it, but he didn't continue to think deeply.

It felt like a familiar cold faint gaze fell on him.

Zhang Yiming: "!!!"

He turned his head stiffly, and, as expected, once again met Jian Yi's calm eyes and that scary face with no expression.

Not waiting for Jian Yi to ask him what's wrong.

Zhang Yiming was scared and almost cried first.

He put down the pen, held his head, shivering, always careless, like the sound of yelling, now there is a clear tremor:

"Jane and Uncle Jane, I didn't mean to make a desertion. I really didn't. I will write right away. I will write now. You, don't hit me, okay...?"

Jian Yi: "..."

Jian Chenglang: "..."

What happened to this kid?

Jian Yi didn't ask him much why he thought of him so much, nor did he think about exploring Zhang Yiming's inner world. He looked at the composition in front of him with only a few sentences written in front of him, still in a few simple and concise words, urging:

"Write quickly."

Therefore, in Zhang Yiming's view, Jian Yi meant that as long as he wrote an essay, he would not hit him.

On the contrary, if he does not write, Jian Yi will kill him.

Zhang Yiming: "..."

After Zhang Yiming figured it out, he almost cried miserably with a "wow".

Originally, he couldn't hold back the words to praise Dad. Now, under the intense pressure of Jian Yi's eyes and words, he exhausted his brain cells. He really came up with a lot of praise for Dad. sentence.

What a hard job, a very nice person, he didn't rush to watch TV with him, his body was strong, he annoyed his father, and his father didn't beat him to death, how kind in my heart, his father is really the best and strongest father in the world.

In short, I will praise my father that there is nothing in the sky.

Jian Chenglang next to him was stunned again.

Facts have proved that the child really has to be forced, not to force it, you really don't know whether he is a scumbag or a tyrant.

Not only was Zhang Yiming terribly scared, Qu Qianqian was also scared to cry by Lu Junhan.

Lu Junhan and Jian Yi are of the same type.

Talk less, face cold, horrible aura, keep away from strangers.

However, Lu Junhan was not as reticent as Jian Yi, and the expression on his face was more of a lack of expression, not as cold as Jian Yi.

At this moment, he casually played with the phone in his hand, looking up from time to time to see where Qu Qianqian had written.

As for Qu Qianqian, when she noticed that Lu Junhan was watching her, she didn't even dare to lift her head, her eyes were red, and her little appearance was pitiful, holding a pen in her small hand, shaking with fear.

Oh, sister Lili, help, your father is terrible.

Qu Qianqian tilted her head too much and wanted to ask her sister Lili for help.

At this moment, Lu Junhan just raised his eyes from the screen of the phone, and at a glance, he saw that Qu Qianqian’s small head was tilted in the direction of Lu Li, as if he wanted to see how Lu Li’s composition was written. of.

Lu Junhan frowned slightly.

The essays of those little things were all in a mess. If Qu Qianqian copied her, it would be two essays in a mess. Thinking about this, Lu Junhan faintly reminded:

"What are you looking at, write yours."

Lu Junhan wanted to remind her, lest Qu Qianqian was crooked by Xiao Lu Li.

But his voice was too cold, which caused Qu Qianqian to hear it like a warning, as if she was saying, if she dared to look randomly, she would turn her head off.

Qu Qianqian: "..."

Qu Qianqian was so scared that she withdrew her head straight away. She hung her head and her eyes were covered by her long hair. Tears almost burst out of fright.

Sister Lili, help!

Oh, your father is watching me.

He is still looking at me.

I'm going to be dead by your father's eyes.

Lu Junhan was sitting behind Qu Qianqian, and he couldn't see anything except her composition.

However, Qu Qianqian made Lu Junhan angry, so she choked very little with fear.

It's totally different from Lu Li's usual way of crying loudly, for fear that Lu Junhan would not hear her crying.

As a result, Lu Junhan really didn't know that this little girl was frightened by him, and her whole person was not good.

Instead, the photographer took pictures of Qu Qianqian's pitiful look with tears in her eyes. The audience in the live broadcast room felt both pitiful and funny.

At this time, Qu Qianqian did not dare to praise herself and Lu Li anymore.

She suddenly thought of her father's goodness.

How good is her father's temper, and he is very patient, even if she looks around, her father won't talk about her.

Moreover, her father is also good-looking, at least not like Uncle Lu, cold and terrible, her father still laughs, and his smile is gentle and gentle.

(End of this chapter)