[Rebirth] Mr. Bo's little beauty is acting like a baby again

The two of them were in the same school in middle and high school before, so they were always taken there by the driver. This time, the nanny also asked about it as a matter of course.

Qiao Xing glanced at the nanny, "What a dirty thing, don't be so disgusting, young master!"

The nanny smiled awkwardly when she received the malicious and disdainful gaze from the other party.

The young master Qiao Xing has this temper. He is a good boy in front of his parents, but he has been bullying his brother behind his back.

These people, at first they couldn't see it, they would secretly report to Mr. Qiao, who knew that Mr. Qiao didn't care at all, and was found out by his wife. In turn, they called her over and beat her up again, and they never said anything again. Dare to blend.

After all, he's just a part-time worker, and his own father doesn't care, so outsiders like them don't care.

It's just that she still couldn't help but feel sad when facing the thin figure of the young master.

The young master of this rich family, small and timid, with a pale face and eyes half downcast, is not as happy as the children who are held in the hands of ordinary people...

For so many years, it's hard for him...

Qiao Mian packed her schoolbag, nodded to the nanny, and walked outside.

Qiao Xing also pulled his schoolbag and put it on his shoulders, and walked into the yard. He felt that Qiao Mian's appearance of being bullied was really useless, so he chased after him while scornful, "Hey! Qiao Mian!"

In private, he never called Brother Qiao Mian.

"Qiao Mian, it's not that I won't be with you."

Qiao Xing laughed narrowly, her voice full of malice, "Qiao Mian, it's too embarrassing to be with you."

Qiao Mian lowered her head and quickened her pace, as if she didn't want to listen to him and wanted to get rid of him.

But the faster Qiao Mian walked, the faster Qiao Xing followed.

"Qiao Mian, you also know that you have a bad reputation in Sanyas. I have been in the same school as you since the first day of junior high school, and I have been pointing and pointing at you all the time."

"You're a monster, but I'm a normal person! You're used to being pointed at, but I can't!"

He grabbed Qiao Mian's arm, "Hey - Qiao Mian, you understand!"

Qiao Mian was dragged to stop on the spot.

you have a bad reputation...

you are a monster...

You deserve to be pointed at...

Can you understand...

His eyelashes fluttered, and his thin eyelids lifted.

Why should he understand?

Why should he try so hard to understand his bully?

Qiao Mian said softly, "I don't understand."

"Qiao Xing, aren't you also bullying me with them?"

Qiao Xing had a sarcastic smile on his face. Originally, he was just playing with Qiao Mian in idleness, and he didn't really want him to understand.

Besides, what does it matter if you don't understand a piece of trash?Who cares?

The more pitiful Qiao Mian was, the happier he was.

He is also a child of the Qiao family. He has been spoiled and loved. He is the hope in his father's eyes. He has friends who respond to everyone. He is cheerful and has good academic performance.

Looking at Qiao Mian again, cowardly and humble, she doesn't look like a child of Qiao's family!

You should bully him, the worse the better!

The worse it is, the more he will know that he is different from himself, that Qiao Xing is the hope of the Qiao family, the future head of the family!And Qiao Mian is the mud that he can step on under his feet!

Qiao Mian opened her eyelids to look at him, her voice was still soft, "Xing Xing, do you really think that people from the Qiao family who look down on me can think up to you?"

Qiao Xing's smile froze.

"Xing Xing, in the eyes of others, I am a monster who is neither male nor female, what about you? You are also father's son, won't others maliciously speculate on you?"

Qiao Xing pursed his lips angrily and clenched his fists.

What did this damned Qiao Mian say?

What does it mean that if you look down on Qiao Mian, you will look down on yourself?

How could he be compared with Qiao Mian?

What is malicious speculation about oneself?

They're just the same dad and not the same mom!

Qiao Xing suddenly tightened the collar of Qiao Mian's sweater, and his veins jumped out of anger.

"Xingxing." Qiao Mian raised her head to look at him, her voice was not in a hurry, "Are you going to hit me in the yard? Mom and Dad's bedroom balcony faces the yard directly, so Dad can see it when he looks outside."

He said softly: "At this point, Dad should get up."

Qiao Xing hesitated for a moment, and gripped Qiao Mian's collar even tighter, "If you see it, you will see it! Anyway, Dad loves me! Anyway, Dad doesn't like you!"

Qiao Mian lowered her eyes, "Qiao Xing, how can you be the same as me? I'm a monster, but you are the hope of the Qiao family. Dad will be disappointed if you look like this."

After saying this, he stopped and waited quietly.

Sure enough, after a while, Qiao Xing put his hand down.

The phone rang, and Qiao Mian answered the phone, "Hi, that's where I'm locating. I'll be waiting for you at the door."

The taxi had already arrived, Qiao Mian's eyes flicked across Qiao Xing's uncertain and aggrieved face, she turned and walked away.

He knew that Qiao Xing would not hit himself in the yard.

He was well educated by his mother, Jiang Xue, who behaved in front of the face and acted in the back. In front of outsiders, he would still care about appearances, and would only move his mouth at most, and would not do anything to him.

He was already two years older, and he lived five years longer in his previous life. If he allowed him to bully him like before, he would be too useless.

Qiao Mian opened the door to get in the car, took a deep look at the gate of the villa through the car window, and beckoned the driver to leave.

And Qiao Xing, who was holding back with a blue and red face, suddenly dropped the schoolbag on his shoulder to the ground, gritted his teeth bitterly, "Fuck!"

Today's first and second sessions are comprehensive training classes, taught by their instructor, Mr. Ma.

Qiao Mian arrived early. As soon as he reached the door, Yu Beibei who was sitting next to him waved frantically to him. Qiao Mian trotted over and sat beside him.

Yu Beibei said mysteriously, "Mianmian! I have three seats! You can sit when your boyfriend comes!"

As he spoke, he handed the torn potato chips to Qiao Mian, "Don't dislike me for being a light bulb!"

Qiao Mian looked at the empty seat beside her and said helplessly, "Bebe, I don't have a boyfriend."

Yu Beibei winked at him, "Stop pretending, everyone in our class knows that that senior is definitely your boyfriend!"

"Who is okay to accompany ordinary students to class!"

Qiao Mian sighed, and said seriously, "Really, he's really not my boyfriend."

"Alright alright!"

Yu Beibei's face was clearly written with the look of "I know you're embarrassed, so I won't expose you", and handed the potato chips to him again, "I believe it, I believe it."

Yu Beibei stuffed a mouthful of potato chips into her mouth, "But someone asked about you yesterday, and I told him that you have a boyfriend."

Qiao Mian: "What?"

"It was after school last night!" Yu Beibei stretched out her head, "Lin Yuze from the dance department, a freshman junior, is a grass!"