Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

"Ah! The mirror of my face! Give me the mirror!"

Kanda Tomomi let out a burst of high decibels that did not seem to be emitted by humans, and Yang Zhuoying, who was standing closest to her, almost burst her eardrums.

If this is Kanda Tomomi's countermeasure, Yang Zhuoying admits that she has won.

Can't wait for someone to bring the mirror, Kanda Tomomi suddenly realized that there was a mirror in her bag, she immediately took out the mirror from the bag to take a picture, when she saw a bloodstain on her delicately made-up face , The whole person is going crazy.

"My face is disfigured, I'm going to kill you!" Kanda Tomomi's face became ferocious, as if she was about to jump over and bite Yang Zhuoying to death.

"I don't want to be really disfigured, I advise you to go to the hospital for disinfection as soon as possible, otherwise, your face will really rot, and no one can save you." Yang Zhuoying reminded coolly.

"What's going on, so noisy?"

At this time, Kanda Taro also came out with He Junlin.

As soon as he saw his wife and daughter came back, and the daughter's face seemed to be cut with a bloodstain, and then saw the tension between her and Yang Zhuoying, although Kanda Taro didn't know what happened, but he had a hunch that the trouble came first It should be the daughter.

Seeing her father appearing, Tomomi Kanda changed from a tigress into a little white rabbit in seconds, pointing to the bloodstains on her face to complain.

"Father, this woman scratched my face, you have to help me uphold justice" as he said, tears flowed down like magic.

What is an acting emperor, this is it!
Seeing Kanda Tomomi's stunt of crying for three seconds, Yang Zhuoying almost applauded for her.

"That's not true! It was this ugly woman who snatched the tablet computer you gave me from grandpa and injured me. Grandpa, look at my wound."

The little guy jumped off the sofa, ran up to Kanda Taro on short legs, and showed him the wound on his face.

Who won't sue?

"Housekeeper, hurry up and get the medicine box. Be good Huan, grandpa will help you with the medicine, so the pain will stop."

When Kanda Taro saw the wound on the little guy's face, his heart ached. He immediately ordered the housekeeper to disinfect and apply medicine to the little guy. His nervousness made his wife and daughter jealous.

Yang Zhuoying planned to leave with the excuse of taking her son to see a doctor, but Kanda Taro not only did not blame them, but cared so much about her son, but ignored her daughter, which made her have no reason to attack.

"Father! My face is also injured, how can you just care about outsiders and not care about me?" Kanda Tomomi said jealously.

"Koizumi! Your wife's face is hurt like that. How can you be a husband? Why don't you rush her to the hospital?" Taro Kanda scolded his son-in-law severely.

"Yes, father!" Koizumi hurried forward to take Kanda Tomomi to see a doctor.

"I'm not going." Kanda Tomomi still wanted to make a fuss, but Nanako gave her a wink, signaling her to stop making trouble, and Koizumi also persuaded her.

"If you don't go to the hospital to treat the wound, it will really disfigure you if you get infected."

Under her husband's persuasion, Kanda Tomomi reluctantly left with the two.

"Uncle Kanda." After Kanda Taro personally helped the little guy with good medicine, Yang Zhuoying wanted to say goodbye.

"Ying'er, uncle wants to apologize to you. It's my uncle who can't teach her daughter well. I hope this matter won't affect our relationship." After saying that, Taro Kanda was about to bow and apologize to Yang Zhuoying.

"Uncle Kanda, please don't do this." How could Yang Zhuoying dare to accept such a big gift from him, and quickly stopped him, expressing that she would never hold grudges about this matter, it was like this before, and it will be like this in the future.

"I hope you can reconsider my proposal just now. If you have any requirements, just ask them, and I will try my best to meet them." Kanda Taro said.

"Okay, we will seriously consider it."

He Junlin walked out of Kanda's house with the little guy in his arms, and Yang Zhuoying followed behind.

On the way back, Yang Zhuoying didn't say anything to He Junlin, worried that the driver was by his side, they just hugged their son quietly.

Back at the villa, after the little guy took a shower, Yang Zhuoying saw that the gauze on his face was wet, so she changed it for him.

"Does it still hurt?" Taking off the old gauze, Yang Zhuoying carefully inspected the scar on the little guy's face, and there was no more blood oozing, the nail mark also faded, and the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

"Mummy kisses me, and it won't hurt anymore." Seeing Mummy's frowning face, the little guy coaxed her.

"Ghost spirit." Yang Zhuoying smiled lightly, reached out and flicked his forehead, and put a new gauze on him.

The little guy yawned and fell asleep not long after.

After covering the little guy with the quilt, Yang Zhuoying stood up, packed the medicine box, and was about to leave when He Junlin walked in with a look of tiredness on his brows.

"Baby is asleep?" He looked at his son lying on the bed and lowered his voice.

Yang Zhuoying nodded, motioning him to go out and talk.

Back in the room, Yang Zhuoying finally broke out the anger that he had endured for a long time.

"That Kanda Tomomi, me."

He Junlin was slightly taken aback when he heard her swearing, and then chuckled.

How is she so cute?
Seeing her running around the room like a furious cat, almost greeting the eighteenth generation of Kanda Tomomi's ancestors, He Junlin felt that Shen Dian's mood became much lighter, and he was even in the mood to joke.

"If you feel unhappy, I will beat her husband up for you the next time we meet."

Yang Zhuoying had vented enough, took a sip from the teacup, and added water, "She is the one who offended me now, why are you beating her husband?"

"I don't beat women, so I have to beat her husband. Who told him to ignore his wife and let her bite everywhere like a mad dog." He Junlin said naturally.

Yang Zhuoying chuckled, her face softened a little.

"What are you going to do about Uncle Kanda?"

"I'll listen to you." He Junlin said seriously.

Yang Zhuoying tilted her head, showing a mischievous smile, "In that case, I promise him."

He Junlin stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, and put his thin lips against her ear, "You stayed here for two years, aren't you afraid that I will be snatched away by other women?"

Feeling his warm breath blowing on her cheeks, Yang Zhuoying trembled, clenched her fists and lightly punched his face, feigning anger: "Which woman are you talking about, that white kite?"

He Junlin grabbed her hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, and said with a smile, "Who knows, which woman doesn't love a man as attractive as me? You have to think it over carefully before making a decision."

Yang Zhuoying rolled her eyes, "Okay, you should know that Uncle Kanda doesn't mean to be drunk, his real target is you, right?"

Her forte is accounting. She doesn't know how to do business or manage a company. The one who really understands is He Junlin.

When he was at Kanda Taro's house, when he spoke, his eyes were on He Junlin, not Yang Zhuoying. In other words, Kanda Taro's goal was He Junlin, not Yang Zhuoying.