Chapter 1280 Sister Nian Always Slaps Her Face

The girl's beautiful black eyes looked at Jiang Xianrou, her eyes filled with anger: "From the first day I arrived in Beijing, you kept asking me to explain."

"Jiang Xianrou, have you explained the school celebration to me?" A very dry sentence, but also a sentence that does not save any face.

Jiang Xianrou, who asked, was speechless, standing in the same place, the white goose egg's face was blue and white, and she pinched the palm of her hand: "I..."

"Weibo, did you explain again?"

Qiao Nian had already had enough of the second room of the Jiang family, from Tang Wanru to Jiang Xianrou to Jiang Yao who ran out of nowhere, she thought she was patient enough with them, but it turned out that, Sufficient patience will only make the other party go online!

For example, now she just got off her friend's car, and they dared to make a fuss at home and ask her for an explanation.

Heck, she looks like someone who likes to explain?

In the illegal zone, no one asked her for an explanation. In a place the size of a palm in Jiang's house, people came to her every day to ask for an explanation.

OK, she gave them an argument, it's up to them to accept it!

Qiao Nian's eyes couldn't hold back the anger, and he asked her in a cool voice: "And the school girl you brought me to the rhythm on the Internet, called Zhao Ruoqi, have you explained it?"

"Qiao Nian, don't change the subject, we're talking about you, not me!" Jiang Xianrou's beautiful eyes sank slightly, and blood rushed to his head, completely unaware of Qiao Nian's mention of Weibo.

The girl raised her hand and pulled her cap again, looking at her expressionlessly: "Jiang Xianrou, you haven't explained your own affairs, why do you ask me to explain it to you aggressively. Who are you. The dictionary stipulates that You, Jiang Xianrou, don't need to explain to anyone, other people must follow you? Which page is written, I'll go and read it."

This is slap in the face!

Jiang Xianrou's fingertips were trembling. She didn't know if she was angry or she couldn't hold her face.

Jiang Yao looked at his sister's deflation and had a headache, but Qiao Nian's words also made him unable to lift his head. His handsome face showed a hint of headache, and he first said to Qiao Nian: "Qiao Nian, she is also for your own good."

He thought that when he came forward to mediate, Qiao Nian would give him a little face.

Unexpectedly, the girl's brows and eyes were cold. She raised her chin and glanced at him. Her voice was cold: "So you think that as long as you're 'for my own good', you can stand on the commanding heights of morality and guide everyone's life?"

Jiang Yao was speechless.

The girl didn't even bother to look at him, so she said to him, "No, I don't need this kind of 'good for me' person."

Jiang Zongjin handed over the peeled oranges at this moment, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle and gentle, afraid that the girl would get angry, so he changed the topic and said warmly, "Niannian, eat an orange."

For a moment, Qiao Nian did not restrain the chilling coldness around her body. Fortunately, a round orange was handed over. She stared at the peeled orange petals inside, closed her eyes, and pressed down the murderous aura in her eyes again. There was only indifference on her face. She stretched out her white wrist, took the orange handed by Jiang's father, pursed her lips, and stopped talking.

She didn't speak, but Jiang Yao couldn't pretend that nothing happened. After hesitating in his heart, he turned his head to Jiang Xianju and said, "Xianrou, you apologize to Qiao Nian first."

Jiang Xianrou suspects that her ears have misheard: "Brother, what are you talking about!"