Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

Wu Xi heard the housekeeper's words, and regardless of Qiang Mo's identity, she came up directly in front of the latter and gave the housekeeper a slap.

Liu raised his eyebrows and said angrily:

"You're a housekeeper like an ant, and you have the nerve to talk to your master like that?! It's clear to give you a slap. Next time, don't weigh your identity, be careful I'll shoot you out!"

Qiang Mo looked at the scene in front of him, and the thin coolness in his eyes revealed a faint disgust.

white lotus...

It's everywhere.

But in front of this, maybe he can only be regarded as a mindless shrew?

The housekeeper was already old, and when he was slapped by Wu Xi, he couldn't help but feel a little dizzy.

Ignoring Wu Xi who was still splashing in front of her, she turned her head to look at the young man, and said ashamedly:

"Young Master Qiang... a family scandal, I made you laugh."

Wu Xi looked at the immortal things in front of her and ignored her. At the moment, her heart became more atmosphere, her arms raised, and she wanted to slap the housekeeper again.

By the time the butler found out, he could not escape.

Suddenly, a pair of plain hands flew into the air and held the slap that Wu Xi drew.

With a cold face, the young man threw the latter to the side, the smile on the corners of his lips was mixed with a bit of coolness, and he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"Miss Wu, it's as pungent as rumored..."

Wu Xi was arrogant and arrogant, and when she heard the words of the young man, she was naturally more annoyed in her heart.

Immediately, he raised his head high, looking at the young man with disdain in his eyes.

The young master of the Qiang family?

She has never heard of this person, and she is definitely not someone with a background.

Looking at the boy with contempt, he said:

"Who are you? What are you doing at our Wu family?!"

The young man's eyes flashed a cool color, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he said:

"who I am?"

The curvature of the corners of the lips rose even more, and the Tankou opened his mouth lightly, revealing the very rude words:

"I am your father."

Wu Xi was stunned for a moment, as if she did not expect the young man to answer like this.

He looked at the boy in front of him angrily, but didn't know how to answer.

Just as he was about to scold, the boy in front of him had already pulled the housekeeper away from the place.

After leaving the previous place, Qiang Mo suddenly paused, and pressed his slender fingers to an acupoint of the housekeeper.

In the latter's doubtful eyes, the young man said lightly:

"It will be better."

After listening to it, the butler really felt the burning feeling on his face dissipated a little, and looked at the boy gratefully.

Qiang Mo smiled lightly, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, the latter nodded and led the boy to the house of the head of the Wu family.

As soon as he entered the room, a haggard woman rushed towards the young man, knelt down directly, and cried:

"Young Master Qiang, please, you must save my master!"

A dark light flashed across Qiang Mo's indifferent eyes, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support Mrs. Wu, who was kneeling on the ground, and said humbly:

"Madam doesn't have to be like this, and let the junior take a look at the situation of Patriarch Wu?"

Mrs. Wu nodded with tears in her eyes, and was helped by the housekeeper to sit down and rest.

The boy walked into the back room, and on the bed, Wu He's weak expression was about to overflow.

Seeing the young man, he struggled to sit up.

Qiang Mo stepped forward to gently stop Wu He's actions, and said lightly:

"Patriarch Wu, you don't have to, take a good rest."

Wu He nodded slowly, pursed his pale lips, and said weakly:

"Young Master Qiang, I'm sick and sick, I hope you forgive me."