The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

An family has three children.

Dafang gave birth to a daughter named An Qin, who is fourteen this year, introverted by nature, and is studying female red.

The second room gave birth to a son named An Jin, who is nine years old this year and is in a period of rebelliousness, attending classes in the school.

The eldest daughter, An Ling, was a child that Master An picked up before he got married.

In Master An's eyes, there is no difference between men and women, as long as they have the ability, anyone can be the head of the family.

For so many years, he has not given up on cultivating An Ling, but An Ling's temperament has always been unpleasant, so weak, how can he shoulder the heavy responsibility.

But today, he saw a different An Ling.

Imposing, neither humble nor arrogant, not even afraid of him before.

Master An was very relieved that his girl finally no longer needed his protection.

Du Ningxiang was sent away just like that, and by the way, he took Master An and paid the medical bills.

As soon as the people left, only Master An and Ling Qingxuan were left in the hall.

Master An took a long sip of tea and asked, "Girl, why did you suddenly change your temper?"

"Because I'm older."

The woman said lightly, and Master An almost spit out a sip of tea.

How can this be related to age, she is old? Then he is not at the age of entering the earth.

The original owner's heart rhythm was irregular after standing for a long time, Ling Qingxuan sat directly on the chair, and his posture was not at all like a girl's house.

With black lines all over his head, Mr. An coughed lightly, "Girls, please behave yourself."

Ling Qingxuan changed his posture and became more bossy.

Master An was helpless, took out a small sign from his waist and threw it to Ling Qingxuan.

"You will collect the rent for the shop and land on the east side. If there is a difference in the amount, don't come back."

Sooner or later, the child will have to go out to exercise, what is it like to stay at home all the time.

After thinking about it, Mr. An said again: "You take a few nursing homes and doctors with you. If you feel uncomfortable on the road, just tell the doctor."

He was afraid that the original owner was not in good health and could not bear it.

Aya Qingxuan turned the small sign in his hand.

Didn't expect to get rent so soon.

The landlady's way is not far away.

[...] Host, don't change the mission without authorization!

When the explanation was almost done, Master An waved his hand, "Go play by yourself, and find Dad if you have something to do."

Aya Qingxuan:  …

Why does her father seem more troublesome than her.

...

Ling Qingxuan stepped over the threshold, and Gan Zhi rushed over immediately, "Miss, Master didn't make it difficult for you, right?"

Ling Qingxuan thought about it seriously, and asked her to collect the rent. If she couldn't collect the rent, she would not be allowed to come back. It should be considered embarrassing, so she nodded.

Gan Zhi suddenly became angry, "It's all Miss Du's fault, why is the master embarrassing you, Miss, did you not explain it?"

"Trouble." It took a lot of saliva to explain, saying that she hadn't drank water all day and was thirsty.

Gan Zhi was about to die of anger, she said impulsively, "Then I'll go tell the master."

Ling Qingxuan grabbed it, and due to inertia, Gan Zhi's body leaned against the door, Ling Qingxuan grabbed her hand with one hand and supported it by the pillar.

Ling Qingxuan was taller than her, and in such a posture, it was like she was standing on the wall with Gan Zhi.

The aura on the woman's body was looming, Gan Zhi's big eyes were wide open, and she felt so close to her young lady, and her face suddenly blushed.

"Little, miss."

So close!

I couldn't control my heartbeat.

Her young lady has a beautiful face, fresh body fragrance, and she is still so imposing now, Gan Zhi said that she can't hold it anymore.

Ling Qingxuan didn't notice the little maid's shy and timid expression at all, with a serious face, "Get me some water, I'm so thirsty."

Your lady is dying of thirst, you know, don't look for trouble now.

"Ah... I, I'll go right now, little, miss, can you let me go?"

Gan Zhi's mind was dizzy, and she didn't know what she was talking about.

Ling Qingxuan let go of her, the little maid still looked sluggish, even a little bit like a nympho?

"Thirsty." Ling Qingxuan repeated it, the little maid was awake, and hurriedly responded, covering her cheeks to find water.

Aya Qingxuan looked at her back.

Why is the little girl sugar cane still blushing, is it because the weather is too hot?

The ancients just liked to wear such thick clothes and toss themselves.

[...] Invisible and sultry is the most terrifying, and, host, can you call out the name of your maid!

Ling Qingxuan stayed in the An's house for most of the day. After getting familiar with the route and the situation, she lay down on her bed.

hard.

still hot.

Forget it, she still sleeps in the hammock as usual.

【Host. 】Life is not easy, zz sighed, 【Can't we go out for a walk? As for the rent collection, why did you just spend it in the room? 】

If you don't let the local host in this seat, then you won't charge rent.

[…] Shooting his own feet with a stone, zz’s trotters hurt a little.

At dinner time, Gan Zhi came to call.

Seeing her young lady lying in the hammock, she was immediately frightened.

"Miss, what are you doing? It's dangerous! Come down quickly."

The little maid grabbed the hammock in fear, for fear that her young lady would fall.

Aya Qingxuan went down to the ground with a cold face.

This girl is so fussing, she has slept in a hammock for thousands of years, and it's okay.

"Huh, miss, where did you get the hammock? It can't be like this next time. Let's go, it's time for dinner."

Seeing that her hammock was locked by Gan Zhi, Ling Qingxuan raised her hand.

Kill this little girl who dares to take away her hammock.

【Host, calm down! 】

In the end, Ling Qingxuan didn't do anything, and followed Gan Zhi to the dining room.

There were five people sitting on a large table, and the empty seat belonged to Ling Qingxuan.

She looked over one by one, the big room and the second room, and the younger brother and sister of the original owner were also there.

"Mother, why do we have to wait for her to come over every time before we can eat? She walks slowly to death, and I'm starving to death."

The nine-year-old boy had a handsome face, but his words were clearly aimed at Ling Qingxuan.

On the other side, An Qin said with a strange yin and yang, "Your eldest sister is not in good health. She has to pant after walking a few steps. It's okay to wait."

Ling Qingxuan suddenly discovered that the family seemed to be hostile to her except for Master An.

[Of course, after all, the original owner picked it up, not the An family, but he can be on an equal footing with them, and there is a big gap in his heart. 】

Oh.

Aya Qingxuan sat down leisurely.

When the original owner is old, he doesn't care about these little brats.

"Let's eat."

When Master An spoke, everyone started to move chopsticks.

"Mother, I want to eat that~" During the period, An Jin kept picking meat, but Mr. An didn't say a word, and the second room followed his wishes to him.

"Mother, there's that one!"

The little boy kept yelling this and that, and there was a lot of noise at the dinner table. Aya Qingxuan put down the tableware and looked at him.

"Boys talk so much, their tongues get longer."

Crowd: ...

Gan Zhi: Miss, what are you doing!

An Jin blinked, with half a piece of meat still in his mouth.

Ling Qingxuan said again: "Just eating meat will make the president grow taller and not have a brain."

Her tone was serious, her face was serious, and she spoke like the truth.

Afterwards, An Jin didn't swallow the meat in his mouth, and cried with his mouth open.

"Tears are pearls, crying is more like..."

[Host, stop talking, the eyes of the second room are wrong! 】