She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

Wu Shisi recalled the not very positive attitude from the Duke's Mansion and suddenly stopped talking.

"I know that I have a bad temper and don't have a good reputation outside." Qiao Zhenzhen held Wu's hand and comforted her and said:

"The Duke's wife must have heard about it. She is probably not very satisfied with my daughter-in-law."

Wu's eyebrows stood up and she slapped the round table in front of her.

The solid wooden table actually trembled several times.

"Your Majesty granted you a marriage, but she dared not say anything about it. And her son..."

Wu endured it for a while, and finally swallowed the rest of her words.

"Don't dare to say anything, and being satisfied or dissatisfied with me are two different things."

Aunt Xin said: "Mrs. Han is a sensible person."

"Grandma is separated by another generation after all." Qiao Zhenzhen pointed to the pages in front of her.

"Mom, you see, the Han family has four rooms, and Han Qichen is not a grandson. If the Duke's wife is in trouble for me, the old lady can help me once, twice or three times. How can she help me again and again?"

"The times have been too many. Maybe the old lady will think that I am not a worry-free person."

Aunt Xin sighed softly and nodded.

"If a mother-in-law wants to pick on my daughter-in-law, no matter how good I am, it will be useless."

Qiao Zhenzhen first blocked what Wu wanted to say.

Mrs. Wu is someone who has served her mother-in-law before and knows this very well.

"I don't want to learn to be very good, I just want to be able to defend myself." Qiao Zhenzhen said, "In addition to martial arts, I also want to learn horse riding and archery."

She dared to say it with confidence because Mo Yuying's class schedule only included arts subjects such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Perhaps because of her parents' background, she has low self-esteem and only wants to improve herself in liberal arts. Unfortunately, she is a scumbag.

"Why, you still want to fight?"

Seeing her daughter's lively eyes, Mrs. Wu finally smiled.

"Just learn to play." Qiao Zhenzhen said, "After all these years of learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting... I haven't inherited anything from my father, so I might as well try something else."

When Mrs. Wu thought of her daughter's disastrous results, she smiled angrily.

He touched her face and said, "It's all my fault, mother, for not giving birth to you like your father."

Treating your daughter and son is indeed a double standard.

"Mom made me look like my father, that would be the best thing -"

Qiao Zhenzhen put her head on Wu's shoulder.

"You're such a clever guy." Mrs. Wu was so coaxed that she became elated.

"Then I'll take it as a mother and agree." Qiao Zhenzhen hit the snake with a stick.

"Promise, I promise you everything." Wu said, "I will tell your father later."

Qiao Zhenzhen was satisfied.

At this time, someone outside announced that the master was back.

Grandma Xin went to open the door and asked, "Does Master drink and eat a lot?"

The person who came was Mo Qingyang's long-term entourage, "It's not that many..."

Qiao Zhenzhen didn't hear the rest of the words clearly. She walked over and asked, "How is my father feeling?"

When he saw the young lady, he lowered his head and saluted, "Master is in a good mood."

That's good……

If Mo Qingyang was in a bad mood, she wouldn't touch him.

"Where is my father?"

"Inner study."

After a few steps back to Mrs. Wu, Qiao Zhenzhen was about to speak when a girl brought sobering soup. She took the tray and said, "I'll bring sobering soup to dad."

Wu stood up and said, "Talk to your father."

Nodding, Qiao Zhenzhen held the tray steadily and went out.

Ten Wan squatted outside the door waiting for her, "I will lead the way."

Following Ten Thousand, she walked through the verandah and headed to the study.

There were two guards guarding the door of the study. When they saw the eldest lady, they bowed their heads and clasped their fists in salute.

"Is my dad in there?"

Qiao Zhenzhen asked in a low voice. She was a little nervous.

"I'll give him hangover soup."

One of them opened the door for her and said respectfully: "Miss, please."

Ten thousand followed Qiao Zhenzhen's footsteps and sneaked in.

They had agreed before that once they let it see the opportunity, they would rush up and act coquettishly to distract Mo Qingyang.

But God really helped Qiao Zhenzhen today. After drinking, Mo Qingyang's judgment would naturally not be as sharp as when he was sober.

Gently, Qiao Zhenzhen placed the tray on the desk.

Ten Wan jumped up to the desk and wisely avoided the scattered objects on the table.

Mo Qingyang's originally fair face was flushed with red. She leaned on the back of the chair with her eyes closed. When she heard a sound, she opened her eyes slightly.

Before he could react, Qiao Zhenzhen pounced directly on him.

Hugging his calf, crying loudly: "Dad——"

Mo Qingyang was startled.

Ten Wan was so frightened that his foot slipped and his paw smacked into the inkstone. Another buttock, sitting on the ink painting on Mo Qing's desk.

He raised and pressed his paws, leaving several cat paw prints on the quickly drawn picture of fish playing with lotus flowers.

Qiao Zhenzhen didn't care, she just cried and said: "I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong, dad, please don't be angry with your daughter..."

Mo Qingyang was confused and rubbed her temples.

"Get up quickly."

"I don't, dad, please forgive me first!"

Qiao Zhenzhen replaced herself as a much-loved little daughter.

You should act like a coquettish child in front of your parents and be shameless.

Seeing the right moment, Ten Wan jumped into Mo Qingyang's arms and rubbed the ink from his paws on his clothes.

Mo Qingyang was caught off guard and instinctively caught Ten Thousand.

Ten Wan twisted in his arms, fell down, and acted shamelessly.

Mo Qingyang looked disgusted, but still rubbed its soft belly.

Qiao Zhenzhen hugged his calf and continued to moan.

Mo Qingyang grabbed her arm.

I pulled it a few times, but it didn't pull.

Mo Qingyang:? ?

Qiao Zhenzhen hugged his leg tighter.

"Father, if you don't forgive me, I won't get up..."

"Okay, okay, dad forgives you. Get up quickly, the ground is cold."

Only then did she let go, sobbing and getting up from the ground. She stood in front of Mo Qingyang with her head lowered. She took out the handkerchief and pretended to wipe her tears, but in fact it was wiping her eyes redder.

"Dad...are you not angry anymore?"

"What do you say?"

Mo Qingyang's voice was a little hoarse.

After putting away her tears and showing a flattering smile, Qiao Zhenzhen picked up the bowl of hangover soup and said, "Dad, drink the hangover soup quickly."

Mo Qingyang gave her a helpless look, took the bowl, frowned and drank the soup that didn't taste good.

In front of your daughter, you have to behave boldly. If you are in front of your wife...

This is Zhenzhen's second time meeting Mo Qingyang.

Still couldn't help but admire his great beauty.

In her time, such a beauty could still act in an idol drama with a twenty-year-old girl.

I am now a grandfather here.

There is a father like this, who is so beautiful, capable of work, and devoted in love. He is like a god-like man.

It's really hard to be a daughter. What kind of son-in-law does it take to be better than his father-in-law?

If the father is a scumbag, maybe any man he picks up on the street will be stronger.

Qiao Zhenzhen was sitting here with random thoughts in her mind.

Over there, Mo Qingyang finally finished drinking the sobering soup. Instead of feeling more awake, she felt the soup in her stomach was churning and her head was feeling dizzy.

Seeing that my daughter has a good attitude towards admitting her mistake, she no longer puts on airs.

"It's getting late, you should go back and rest first." Mo Qingyang rubbed Ten Wan and said, "Don't act willfully in the future."

Qiao Zhenzhen's face was filled with joy, "Thank you, dad. Then I'll go and call your mother over. You can have a good rest."

Before Mo Qingyang could say anything, he turned around and ran out.

Ten Wan slipped away from Mo Qingyang's arms without any nostalgia and ran away with Qiao Zhenzhen.

Mo Qingyang:? ?

After trotting back to Wu's place, Qiao Zhenzhen said:

"Dad looks a little uncomfortable. Mom, go take a look. I'll go back first."

It was getting dark, so Mrs. Wu asked her mother-in-law to light a lamp and send her daughter back to Xuefuyuan.

I went to the inner study.

After leaving Mingde Hall, Qiao Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief.

"When I return to my hometown, I can switch to acting."

"Forget it, you are old, you can at most be an extra."

Ten thousand cold and cruel.