Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

[Host, this plane is a bit dangerous, you have to act cautiously, you can no longer fish for three days and dry the net for two days like before. 】

Su Qiao rolled her eyes quietly.

Does she have it?

wronged people.

In the first three novice planes, she clearly completed them very well.

Su Qiao was chatting with Xiao Si, but the fat woman opposite was still chatting.

"Also, my son is a supernatural person. He is a person who does big things. Don't go to him for a little thing, and delay his affairs. I want you to look good."

Su Qiao raised her head calmly, put her hand on the table, and slowly lifted her eyelids: "Anything else?"

The woman was slightly satisfied with her attitude: "If you don't ask, I really forgot."

Very rudely ordered: "After you get married, your messy relatives will stop interacting with each other."

"Especially your lame father, you are not allowed to interact with him in the future, so as not to make others laugh at our Lin family for finding such a poor relative."

Su Qiao's face turned cold.

He pursed his lips tightly, and looked at the young man beside him with a cold look.

He was 1.7 meters tall, weighed 170 to 80 pounds, had three or four layers on his chin, and had normal facial features. His face was covered with pimples, but his small eyes were gleaming.

At first glance, he is not a pure-hearted person.

"Xiao Qiao, you... what are you looking at?" Lin Feng was a little uncomfortable being stared at by her.

There was no expression on Su Qiao's face, but a pair of cold Danfeng eyes were filled with coldness.

He picked up the glass in front of him and took a sip of boiled water, and then he said casually:

"Nothing, I just want to see, are you inlaid with gold or jade?"

Getting married is not prostitution, and he even said that after getting married, he can't even communicate with his own father.

Simply ridiculous.

Although Su Qiao hasn't had time to integrate her memories, she has a very bad impression of the mother and son.

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't respond: "What?"

Pantothenic acid in his stomach, Su Qiao turned his eyes to the hearty dishes on the table.

"Wait until I've had enough to eat."

Hungry and there was a lot of food in front of him, Su Qiao decided not to treat herself badly.

Ignore them, pick up chopsticks, take up the bowl and start eating.

Lin Feng opened his mouth and wanted to ask what she meant by what she just said.

But seeing Su Qiao's wholeheartedly eating and looking like she didn't want to pay attention to him, she temporarily suppressed her thoughts.

It's just that he always felt that she had become a little different?

Didn't she really want to be with her before?

Why is your attitude suddenly so cold now?

Seeing Su Qiao burying her head in hard work, Mrs. Lin on the opposite side couldn't help but dislike it even more.

"Tsk tsk, it's a shame to see how poor and sour she looks like she hasn't eaten anything good in hundreds of years."

Lin Feng, who had a bad premonition in his heart, looked a little unsightly: "Mom, don't say a word."

Mrs. Lin became angry, and her voice became a little louder: "I'm not wrong."

"Look at her like that, whether she is sitting or not, eating or not eating, and the chopsticks are so impolite to pick vegetables everywhere."

"Hmph, just like the reincarnation of a starving ghost, you can tell at a glance that it came from the slum."

Su Qiao looked at the chopsticks in her hand and was a little puzzled.

Aren't chopsticks used to pick up vegetables?

However, since they all disliked the dishes she had clipped, then... just right.

Su Qiao kept her hands on her hands, and simply stirred each dish with her chopsticks a few times.

"you…….?"

Just as Mrs. Lin was about to stretch out her chopsticks, she was so angry that she gasped in her chest when she saw her move.

Su Qiao raised her head with a confused expression: "What's wrong? Why don't you eat?"

"..." Both Lin Feng's mother and son were choked.

Following their gaze, Su Qiao looked at his hand.

A sudden realization, his eyes explained very sincerely: "Oh, don't worry, my hands are very clean."

As she said that, she put the chopsticks down, first picked her ears, and then scratched her hair randomly.