Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

Chapter 12 Date

As soon as the aunt said those words, the whole living room fell silent. Everyone knew that Li Qingyue was unrequitedly in love with Lu Zhiyuan, and they all knew that Li Zhiyuan was unrequitedly in love with Li Qingning. Only Li Qingyue, a silly girl, could not see through it.

Li Qingning put down his chopsticks and looked up at his eldest aunt. His eyes were so cold that she subconsciously averted her gaze. Just when the eldest aunt was about to say something, Song Qiao spoke.

She didn't speak just now because she was wiping her mouth. After all, it was her first time to have sex. She had to be elegant. She finally found a trace of her previous life, this familiar battlefield.

"Thank you for your concern, eldest aunt. I was ignorant when I was young. I have always regarded him as my elder brother. Speaking of which, I haven't seen my cousin for a while. I wonder how she is doing recently?" Song Qiao asked with a smile.

Everyone knows that that cousin is a weirdo. She is determined to sleep with all the handsome guys in the world. She breaks up with her faster than changing clothes. She spends an unknown amount of money on those men. She gives her a house and a car just to sleep with her. She is simply the best in the circle. What a joke.

Sure enough, the eldest aunt's face changed immediately. She just felt embarrassed that she didn't bring her daughter back. She didn't expect that this damn girl would not pick up any pots, so she forced a smile and said, "She, she has been doing something new in Country Y recently." I made some investment in new energy, and I’m busy. We haven’t seen each other for a long time.”

Seeing his mother's embarrassed look, Li Zepeng put down the cup with a bang, "What do you care about my sister? I heard that you have fallen in love with a delivery boy again. Why, have you changed your taste? Isn't the young master suitable for you?" He turned around and joked. looked at Song Qiao.

Song Qiao's smile did not change, she grabbed Li Qingning's hand and shook her head. She picked up a glass of wine, took a sip, and looked at Li Zepeng, "I just find it interesting. What's wrong with the delivery guy? I don't think he is better than me." Who is this lowly person? Our cousin is so anxious to marry me off before we are together yet?"

She was used to setting a trap first and waiting for the enemy to take the bait before fighting back. She enjoyed this process and saw that Li Zepeng was about to say something embarrassing to her. She was looking forward to it, and her hand holding the wine glass was very steady.

But Li Qingning didn't give her a chance to hunt. "Mind your affairs in the United States. If someone doesn't take care of it for you every time, your luck won't be so good next time. What do you think, cousin?"

Seeing Li Qingning's somewhat cold eyes, Li Zepeng's smile froze, and the atmosphere became stagnant for a moment.

"Okay, when you're full, go back to your room and go to bed. Qi Xian, come with me." The old man finally couldn't stand it anymore and stopped the farce.

The reason why he let it go was because he wanted to see how far the conflicts at home were and whether the competition was benign or vicious. So far, it seemed that he was a little disappointed.

He didn't have any expectations for the eldest child, but Li Zekai and Li Zelong from the second eldest family made him very disappointed. They watched the fun the whole time and didn't show any expression when he saw his sister being bullied. They were not as good as Li Zepeng, at least. People will still speak for their sister.

The old man and the old woman left, but the others did not move. The sister-in-law looked at Li Qingning, her eyes flickering, "Speaking of which, Xiaoning and Lu Zhiyuan have known each other for a long time. Xiaoyue and him are brother and sister. What about you? What are you planning? Bring her home to show us when the time comes. The Lu family's conditions are pretty good, and it's just right for you."

Li Qingning's hand under the table gently squeezed Song Qiao's hand, and said casually: "I'm not interested in him."

"Then what kind of person are you looking for? Auntie, let me help you look for it. You are not young anymore. You have to find someone to marry. If you take over your father's company in the future, there will be someone who can help you." Auntie continued to persuade her earnestly. .

Li Zekai and Li Zelong looked a little ugly. Could it be that even the family knew that their father was partial? Do you really want to leave everything to Li Qingning?

Li Qingning finally raised his head, but his expression was no longer as cold as before, with a bit of laziness, "It's up to Dad to hand over the company to him. As for now, I'm fine alone. Besides, I don't have Ah Yue to accompany me." Well, aunt, please don’t worry about it. Worrying too much will make you grow old easily, and applying too much cosmetics will be of no use."

This was a sign of irony that she was worrying too much because she was old. Her aunt had a determined look on her face, but she didn't say anything more. Anyway, her goal had been achieved. She snorted and left with her cousin.

Li Zelong and Li Zekai looked at each other, stood up and left.

Song Qiao had already noticed the undercurrent, and was once again glad that she was right to start a new business abroad. Otherwise, whether Li Qingning won or her two brothers won, it would not be a good thing for her. In the original timeline, it seemed that Li Qingning won .

Of course it would be better for her if her sister wins, but Song Qiao always feels that her sister's kindness is too oppressive and leaves her with no freedom at all. As it is now, if she takes charge of the entire Li family in the future, she will still play nonsense. One day is up Live under surveillance for the rest of the night.

In the old man's study, he was holding a purple clay pot, sitting on a chair, looking at Li Qixian coldly, "I think your son has been trained by you to be useless."

"They are still young. It is not too late to observe them for another two years." Li Qixian said softly.

"Humph, I will observe you for another two years. When you are this old, I have designated you as the first heir. Talent does not matter age. I will be eighty next year. Let's decide. I think Qing Ning is good. Although She is a girl, but she is decisive in doing things. In the future, she will probably recruit a wife, so the child’s surname will be Li.”

Li Qixian frowned slightly. It's not that he hasn't considered this plan, but his two sons are really unwilling to do so. What's more, he has never been able to grasp Li Qingning's thoughts. He always felt that his daughter's thoughts were hidden too deep that no one could see. clear.

"Wait a minute."

After Song Qiao came out of the bathroom, she first sent a blessing text message to Ji Bei, and then replied to her friends in school. When she finished doing this, she found that Li Qingning had come over out of nowhere and was sitting on the bed using a tablet to handle things. .

"Sister? Why are you here?" Song Qiao was surprised.

"Why can't I come over? Let's stay together tonight." Li Qingning said, put down the tablet and waved to Song Qiao.

Song Qiao hesitated for a moment, then walked over and sat next to Li Qingning.

Li Qingning took the towel, wiped her hair, and blew it with the hair dryer. In the quiet room, there was only the buzzing of the hair dryer for a while.

As soon as his hair was dried, Li Qingning said to Song Qiao: "Lie down on the bed."

Song Qiao looked confused, "What are you doing?"

"Let me look at your back." Li Qingning said, pushing Song Qiao onto the bed and lifting the hem of her pajamas.

Song Qiao didn't resist. We are all women. Look at what's going on with the back or the chest. It's fine.

She knew that she had some wounds on her back, which were all injured while training abroad, but she didn't expect that Li Qingning would pay attention to this. She always felt that Li Qingning was too kind to her, and his kindness exceeded the care of her sister for her sister.

Li Qingning looked down at the tiny wounds, her fingertips gently brushing against them. Her eyes were deep, as if there was a deep well hidden inside. There was no light inside, and no one could know the dark secrets.

The fingertips traced along the wound to the spine, and then along the spine to the bottom of the waistline. Due to martial arts training, Song Qiao's body lines were very beautiful and the muscles were well-proportioned. And those wounds did not destroy this beauty, but instead enhanced it.

Li Qingning's actions were too ambiguous. Song Qiao was not a fledgling who didn't understand anything. Her mind was agitated. She always felt that her thoughts were too perverted, but she couldn't restrain her imagination.

"System!!! Li Qingning can't be a girl control! It's too scary!!!"