The real daughter was spoiled by the sick villain

Mo Xiaoyun came to deliver dinner to Ding Weining, and seeing that she was losing her appetite again, she hugged her distressedly, "Ningning, don't be angry with your body, how can a girl not take good care of it? What about your own body? Look at you, your cheeks are thin and sunken, and you are not beautiful anymore. Your father will not like it after seeing it."

"mom!"

Ding Weining's face was livid with anger, "What I look like is not to please my dad, but to please men! A woman takes good care of herself, and the original purpose must be for me! Don't keep giving to my dad in such a low voice! "

She couldn't stand it for a long time. Her mother is an ordinary woman from a poor family background, and there is a ten-year age gap with her father.

To put it bluntly, her father was divorced and looking for a little girl, and picked her beautiful but traditional, easy-to-handle mother, and raised her at home like a canary.

Ever since she was sensible, her mother has been weak and deceitful. No matter how her father loses his temper, she will not say a word, she will only cry weakly. No matter how her two bastard brothers humiliate her, she will not reply .

When she was a child, she was bullied by her two elder brothers, and her mother taught her that girls should act coquettishly and show weakness, and should not confront men head-on, but should be tolerant and open-minded.

Every time she thinks about it, she feels that her mother is no longer gentle and gentle, but cowardly!

It's not that Mo Xiaoyun doesn't know that her daughter is arrogant, rubbed her red eyes, and then used her traditional way of persuading her, "Ning Ning, you are always a girl who wants to marry a man and rely on him Ah, if you don't rely on your father when you are at home, how can you marry a good husband in the future? How could your husband's family think highly of you when you married without your father's support? "

Ding Weining said confidently, "Whether I marry a good family or not is up to me! Whether my future husband's family thinks highly of me is up to my own ability! My father has never had much to do with me! If I marry the president, the president can Are you looking after my dad?"

Mo Xiaoyun was stunned.

It's not that she doesn't know that her daughter is proud and tougher than a man in her bones, but what she said really made her speechless.

At the door, Ding Junzhe passed by, and when he heard the door kicked in, he pointed at Ding Weining and laughed, "Just like you? You still want to marry the president, damn it, I laughed so hard! The president, in his seventies, won't even look at you." tomboy!"

"Really?" Ding Weining gritted her teeth, picked up the spoon from her tableware and threw it at Ding Junzhe.

"boom--"

Just hitting Ding Junzhe on the forehead, Ding Junzhe turned in a circle when he was hit, and fell directly towards the door.

"Damn it! Second child!"

Ding Hui came from outside the door, helped Ding Junzhe up, and stared at Ding Weining with a pair of inverted triangle eyes, "Slut! You murdered your second child again, I'll tell Dad!"

"You go! Men in their late thirties hang around the flowers all day long. They are so weak that even I can't beat them. If something goes wrong, they will go to Dad. Those who don't know will think Dad is breastfeeding you. You haven't been weaned yet!" Ding Weining cursed outrightly.

The scolding was ugly, Mo Xiaoyun's expression changed, and he patted Ding Weining nervously, "Ningning, what are you talking about! Your father will beat you when he heard it!"

Ding Hui knew that he couldn't scold Ding Weining, so he dragged Ding Junzhe to find Ding Yuanfeng.

Ding Weining's eyes flashed brightly, she was deliberately urging the two of them to find their father, and if her father knew about it and scolded her, she would have a chance to walk out of the room.