The villain is a vinegar jar

Chapter 17 I heard you like me 17
Tang Qingran came out of the kitchen with a plate, and she put the fruit plate and snacks on the coffee table.

Seeing the things on the table being arranged one by one, Shen Shihua frowned, her expression was not particularly good.

Haoyue didn't respond at all, she picked up the water cup and lowered her head to drink.

After setting it up, Tang Qingran looked up and saw that the expression on Shen Shihua's face was not right, and asked nervously, "Why, what's wrong?"

"You don't know that Yueyue is allergic to yellow peaches?" Shen Shihua's tone was neither good nor good, it was flat.

But everyone present knew that she was unhappy.

Tang Qingran pursed her lips and shook her head in confusion, "No, I don't know."

Jiaoyue curled her lips into a smile, put the water glass on the tea table, and said in a casual way: "As long as anyone comes to work in our house, the housekeeper will send a list."

So she was lying when she said she didn't know.

Tang Qingran stared at the two in a daze. After a while, as if she had just realized it, she quickly bowed her head and apologized: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you."

Jiaoyue quickly understood the meaning hidden in her words, she hooked her lips, very cooperative.

Her face suddenly sank, she looked at Tang Qingran coldly, and said with a heavy tone, "What do you mean?"

As if frightened by the bright moon, Tang Qingran took a step back subconsciously, shrank his body, and lowered his head, not daring to look at the bright moon.

She said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I thought you were a guest..."

Jiaoyue stared at Tang Qingran and smiled sarcastically, "Then who do you think is the master? You?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, don't be angry, I promise you will never do it again, don't drive me away..." Tang Qingran lowered his head vigorously, with his trembling body bent slightly, his voice was crying, begging Jiao moon.

Jiaoyue let out a cold snort, but didn't speak again.

For the first time, Shen Shihua's gentle eyes had different emotions. She looked at Tang Qingran quietly, and asked calmly: "Why do you think Yueyue is not like the master of this family, or my daughter?"

"I, I..." Tang Qingran raised his head and looked at Shen Shihua, with a hesitant look on his face.

"I really want to hear it too." Jiaoyue smiled, tilted her body, and leaned her head on Shen Shihua's shoulder.

Feeling the weight on her shoulders, Shen Shihua reached out and touched Jiaoyue's head.

Loving and gentle.

Tang Qingran bit her lips and looked at the intimacy between the two, feeling a little jealous.

After hesitating for a while, she said weakly, "You don't look alike..."

After hearing Tang Qingran's reason, Jiaoyue nodded in agreement, "You are right, my parents and I don't look alike, you are not the first person to say that."

"Yueyue." Shen Shihua lowered her eyes, stroked her head, and said in a warm voice, "You are my favorite daughter with your father, if you don't look like you don't look like you, and I don't look like your grandma either."

Just because she didn't look like her, the original owner was often talked about behind her back. Every time someone said that, her temper would be bad.

Shen Shihua was afraid that her daughter would be angry.

Jiaoyue looked at Tang Qingran lightly, "I suddenly realized that you resemble my parents, could it be that you are my lost sister?"

Jiaoyue saw a flash of complacency in Tang Qingran's eyes, and she was a little excited, looking at Shen Shihua expectantly.

"Don't talk nonsense." Shen Shihua frowned, "Your father and I have only one daughter."

She straightened up suddenly, looked back and forth between the two, and finally said sincerely, "I'm not talking nonsense, she really looks like you, look, her eyes are like yours, her eyebrows are like your father's, and her nose is also like yours. Very similar."

(End of this chapter)