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Seeing Lin Meiqing's collapse and screaming, Lan Zijun frowned in disgust. It was just a little blood, and Meiqing was too squeamish.

Lan Zhirou found something was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Lin Meiqing, but never expected that the next second, the milk cup closest to Lin Meiqing on the table suddenly fell over with a "bang--"!

The white and greasy milk was knocked over on the table, dripping everywhere.

Of course, the agreement in front of Nalan Xin'er was also soaked, all traces of slimy milk.

The skein of the word "Na" that she had just written was pasted into an invisible ink.

Putting down the pen leisurely, she shrugged: "Dad, unfortunately, it seems that today is not an auspicious day for signing."

She spoke with ease, and her expression was still so lazy and arrogant, she couldn't see any clues. Lan Zijun originally thought that she was deliberately shirking, but he took a look and felt that this daughter has always been rather sloppy and has no scheming, not like intentional.

Is it really bad today? Shouldn't you sign for business?

Lan Zijun is very superstitious in his bones, and thinks this possibility is very high.

However, Lan Zhirou didn't think so.

She glanced at Nalan Xin'er and felt that something was strange.

These days, she feels that too many unusual things have happened to this straw bag. It seems that since that night in France, the goddess of luck has been caring for the straw bag and made the straw bag countless times. If it weren't for the dog~shit~ luck, Could it be that the straw bag has become smarter?

Mother sits upright at the table, why is she stabbed?

Why is the milk suddenly overturned when the signature of the transfer is clearly in progress?

Although everything happened so fast that it was too fast to see how it happened, but from the analysis of the consequences alone, these accidents are only beneficial to one person-that is, silly.

So Lan Zhirou had to doubt it.

She couldn't help asking: "Sister, why did you remove the knife and stab your mother? How good is your mother, what are you dissatisfied with? Why are you spilling milk? Deliberately ruining your father's hope? You? Don’t you just say it if you don’t want to sign?"

Lan Zhirou is worthy of being Lan Zhirou, smart and quick to respond. Every word she said is extremely provocative, making people hear it, and suddenly feel that Nalan Xin'er is a wolf-hearted, not knowing what is good or bad, and the stepmother's white eyes Wolf.

Therefore, when he heard these words, Lan Zijun was a little skeptical again, his expression suddenly became severe, and he stared at Nalan Xin'er fiercely.

Nalan Xin'er raised her eyebrows lightly, and counterattacked back, "Lan Zhirou, you have to use your brain to speak, don't always use your fart to think about things. Although I use the knife to spread the jam, it is placed in front of your mother , I can’t stretch my hand so long, how can I stab it? The milk cup is not placed in front of me. It's obviously your mother who knocked her horns over. It's my ass?"

Lan Zhirou was choked, unable to fight back for a while!

Lan Zijun thinks about it, it makes sense.

Because Nalan Xiner is so correct and powerful!

And then, Nalan Xin'er's next sentence made Lan Zhirou speechless.

"Besides, why did I hurt your mother? For no reason, did she do anything to apologize to me? Or did she do something heinous and punishable by everyone? Huh?"

"I...no..." Lan Zhirou squatted and couldn't answer.

Secretly annoyed in my heart: **** straw bag, why is your mouth so smart?

While speaking, Yao Ma, the maid foreman, has called a family doctor.

The doctor hurriedly stopped the bleeding of Lin Meiqing and took sedative drugs again, and she stopped.

However, after treating the wound, the family doctor announced in a low voice: "Mr. Lan, these hands of Mrs.... are the muscles and veins that have been cut. I am afraid they are useless..."

Upon hearing this, Lan Zhirou collapsed: "My mommy's finger hasn't broken, how can it be scrapped? I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

It's a good breakfast. Originally, I wanted to make a calculation, but my mother used her hands?

She cannot accept this result!