The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

When Lu Jiuqing saw Lu Zian, he was not as impatient as usual, but instead laughed.

In her previous life, she hated this younger brother.

Lu Zian had everything she wanted but couldn't.

He is the legitimate son and is favored by everyone. He can do whatever he wants in the house and do whatever he wants. If you want to study, you will be taught by the best teachers, if you want to learn martial arts, you will be taught by the best warriors, and if you want to play, you will have a group of little followers. Unlike himself, like a rat in the gutter, even his biological mother doesn't like him very much.

Even though he had so much, he still always had a hard time with himself, making trouble for her every time they met, as if he felt uncomfortable if he didn't give her a few cold words and sarcasm.

Therefore, she hated her half-brother, even to the point of disgust.

But it was this brother she hated who was the only relative who cared about her after she got married. Although his words were still unpleasant, he was afraid that he would not live well, so he sent people to send money from time to time. He would be afraid that Tang Xiuyan would bully him, so he would hit Tang Xiuyan from time to time. He had been childless for many years after getting married, and he also used his connections to find the best doctor to diagnose his pulse, hoping to help him.

What he said was unpleasant, but what he did was really good to her.

That is to say, Lu Zian taught her that to see if a person is really good, don't listen to what he says, but to see what he does.

Tang Xiuyan was full of sweet words, but inside he was full of male thieves and female prostitutes.

No matter how much Lu Zian helped her, he couldn't prevent Tang Xiuyan from abusing her.

After being reborn, Lu Jiuqing was happy from the bottom of his heart to see Lu Zian again.

She walked to Lu Zian's side with a smile, stretched out her hand and pinched Lu Zian's baby cheeks: "We An'an are fine everywhere, but it's hard to speak with this mouth."

Lu Zian's face turned red instantly as if he had been buried in a dye vat.

As if facing a formidable enemy, he took a step back and glared at Lu Jiuqing: "Who are you? Don't touch me!"

Lu Jiuqing raised his eyebrows: "An'an..."

"Ah, ah, you told me not to call me that!" Lu Zian was angry and said loudly, "How old am I and you still call me that?"

Lu Jiuqing couldn't hold it back and laughed all of a sudden.

When Lu Zian was young, he liked people to call him An An affectionately. He would not agree to calling him otherwise. When he was called by his name, he always corrected him seriously: "My name is not Lu Zian, my name is An An!"

However, when he grew up, he would no longer be like this. He would regard those days when he was called An An as a shame and would not let anyone call him An An.

"Okay, okay, An'an has grown up and can't be called like that anymore."

"Are you still shouting?"

"I told you not to scream anymore, An'an, don't be angry."

"..."

Lu Zian's pupils trembled and he pointed at Lu Jiuqing: "You are more vicious than before!"

In the past, he just made some sarcastic remarks, but now he has learned to kill people and kill people.

Lu Jiuqing couldn't stop laughing. Why didn't she find her brother so funny before?

Seeing her smile, Lu Zian frowned at first, and then he didn't know what he was thinking. He snorted and muttered to himself: Forget it, it's rare to see someone smiling so happily.

He walked over and sat down on the chair where Lu Jiuqing had just sat: "I heard that the Ninth Prince came to support you today?"

Lu Jiuqing raised his eyebrows: "It seems so?"

"Since you have this ability, why did you go there so early?" Lu Zian snorted.

What he couldn't stand was Lu Jiuqing's submissive nature, as if anyone could step on him.