She Became a Villainess

Qin Zhizhi subconsciously wanted to say 'it wasn't me'.

Think again.

She is not Qin Zhizhi now.

So nothing was said.

Qin Yifan's stupid brother, insisting on proving something, put the durian she put down into her hand again: "You eat it."

Qin Zhizhi: "..."

There is a kind of you coming over, what if you have a sense of sight?

Qin Zhizhi sighed helplessly, took a bite, and put it down.

Qin Yifan: "You eat it."

Qin Zhizhi was silent for a moment, then took another bite and put it down.

Qin Yifan: "You eat it."

Qin Zhizhi threw the durian on the table with a bang: "It's endless, isn't it? Let me eat this at night, how much meat do you want me to gain?"

Qin Yifan giggled and swallowed while looking at the durian she put down: "Sister, you don't eat it, do you?"

Qin Zhizhi: "Don't eat!"

Qin Yifan: "Really don't eat?"

Qin Zhizhi stared, what happened to this little brat today?

She was about to ask questions.

Qin Yifan grabbed the durian and turned his back: "I left you the best piece, but you don't eat it. If you don't eat me, don't blame me for stealing you after you eat it."

Qin Zhizhi: "...Qin Yifan, aren't you a foodie?"

Qin Yifan closed his mouth and turned around and mumbled, "What happened to the foodie?"

Qin Zhizhi didn't look at it and waved his hand: "It's okay, you can eat."

Qin Yifan: "Oh."

Qin Jianwen sighed beside him: "I'm relieved to see your siblings getting better and better."

Qin Zhizhi: "So Dad, are you planning to retire early and hand over the company to me?"

Qin Jianwen's eyes widened, his pupils twitched, he lay down on the sofa and sighed: "Little padded jacket, why is my anger a little uncomfortable? You go and pour me another glass of water and it's smooth?"

Qin Zhizhi smiled and got up with the cup in his hand: "Okay, okay, the little padded jacket will pour water for you."

In the evening, Mrs. Li not only made mutton soup, but also made hot pot.

Of course, Father Qin was so angry that night that he couldn't eat it. He watched a pair of sons and daughters eating in front of the hot pot and their mouths were red, especially Qin Yifan's son, who took a bite and said, "It's delicious. "

Qin Zhizhi scalded a tripe, "The last one, you can't grab it from me."

Qin Yifan didn't care, he grabbed his chopsticks and said, "I only ate two, I'll let you eat the rest."

Qin Jianwen, who was drinking the soup, swallowed: "Is it that delicious?"

Qin Zhizhi and Qin Yifan raised their heads and said in unison, "Delicious!"

Qin Jianwen: "Then Dad will join too."

Qin Yifan was the first to refuse: "No, you are so angry at night, if you eat hot pot again, you will definitely get angry tomorrow."

Qin Jianwen snorted: "Stinky boy, you don't have wings yet, so why don't you feed your dad?"

Qin Yifan: "No, Dad's crime is too serious, right?"

Qin Jianwen: "Where is it serious!"

Qin Zhizhi echoed: "It's serious! As a son, I don't even eat hot pot, isn't it serious?"

With the support of the small padded jacket, Qin Jianwen snatched the last piece of tripe from Qin Yifan's chopsticks without hesitation, swallowed it in his mouth and tasted it with satisfaction, then moved the stool to the hot pot position.

Pushing away Qin Yifan: "You have eaten so much, and you are not afraid of getting fat? Get up and let me eat."

Qin Yifan: ? ? ?

Qin Zhizhi laughed. He didn't know where he took out a piece of tripe, threw it into the pot, and counted in his mouth.

Qin Yifan was dumbfounded: "Why?"