The real daughter is too domineering, the boss becomes a delicate husband in seconds

"My upbringing? I have to ask you about that." After Qiao Zhixia scolded Shen Hanlin, she hooked her finger at Shen Nianyi and said, "Come out, Ms. Jiang Xin said that I was bullying you secretly?"

Shen Nianyi shook her head innocently, "No, sister, you...you didn't bully me." She said this, but she hid behind Shen Hanlin and refused to come out.

"I don't have that much patience." Qiao Zhixia took a few steps forward, picked up her so-called father Shen Hanlin with one hand, threw him against the wall, and dragged Shen Nianyi to the table.

"I can't wash away the fact that I bullied you. Today I will prove it. You all should see clearly how I bully people."

Qiao Zhixia grabbed Shen Nianyi's shoulders and pressed her head into the three-layer cake, mushing it left and right. Then she lifted it up, pressed it down again, lifted it up and pressed it down again, repeating this over and over again.

Shen Nianyi's entire head was covered with cream and her hands were struggling constantly.

"Did you see it clearly? This is how I bully people. Throwing the cake on the ground, such a harmless and low-level method, is not my style." Qiao Zhixia's eyes were gloomy, no longer as gentle as before, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

"Mom, save... me, let... me go." Shen Nianyi was covered in cream so much that she could hardly make a sound. Her mouth and nose were blocked so much that she almost suffocated. She felt like death was just around the corner.

"Ah...Qiao Zhixia, what are you doing? Let go of Nianyi, let go of my daughter, just let go!"

Qiao Zhixia's crazy actions made Jiang Xin lose her defense. She tried to pull him away, but it was useless. In desperation, she bit Qiao Zhixia's arm fiercely and refused to let go.

Qiao Zhixia no longer controlled her strength and pushed the person away violently, causing Jiang Xin to fall to the ground.

"Rebellious girl, how dare you push your mother?" Shen Hanlin rushed to Qiao Zhixia with his aching waist and raised his hand to slap her in the face.

Qiao Zhixia pushed Shen Nianyi in front of him and slapped her in the face with lightning speed.

The slapping sound was quite loud, and at the same time, butter was all over his hands. The disgusting sticky feeling made Shen Hanlin, who was used to being particular, so angry that his chest hurt: "Qiao Zhixia... hurry up... hurry up and let Nianyi go. Do you want to make the whole family restless?"

"Mom, it hurts, it hurts so much, help me, cough... cough!" Shen Nianyi's cry for help was accompanied by unstoppable coughing, and the pain on her face became even worse. But a lot of the cream was removed, and she was able to breathe.

Shen Nianyi was very afraid of Qiao Zhixia. She used her hands to wipe away the cream that was stuck on her nose. "Sister..., sister... please let me go. I... will never... dare to do it again. Mom, mom... save me!"

She never thought that Qiao Zhixia, who was as docile as a sheep, would go crazy so frighteningly. She just felt like she was about to suffocate to death.

Jiang Xin was heartbroken when she heard Shen Nianyi's cry for help. Unable to think of a solution, she knelt down and said, "Zhixia, I beg you to let Nianyi go, let Nianyi go, I beg you to let my daughter go, please!"

Shen Xinghe held onto the ground and raged helplessly: "Qiao Zhixia, you dare to make your mother kneel before you, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

"Divine punishment? What is divine punishment? Let me see it strike by thunder." Qiao Zhixia looked at Jiang Xin. She was not moved by her motherly love. She only felt it was extremely ironic.

Shen Xinghe dragged his weak legs towards his mother.

Qiao Zhixia threw Jiang Xin's good daughter Shen Nianyi over to join her.

"Mom..., brother, save... me!"

In Shen Nianyi's cry for help, Qiao Zhixia seemed to hear another young and pitiful cry for help. In that dark and lightless space where only the sound of whipping could be heard, it was very weak and desperate.

The voice was also shouting: Mom..., brother, save me, save me, I want to go home!

In the end, Jiang Xin's mournful soprano voice drowned out the weak cry for help: "Qiao Zhixia, get out, get out, you are not my only one, you are not. I don't have a crazy daughter like you, get out, get out!"

Jiang Xin hugged Shen Nianyi and cried bitterly. The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried as if they were parting forever.

"What a loving mother and daughter indeed." Qiao Zhixia had only mockery in her eyes and turned around and went straight upstairs.

He took out the household registration book from under the bed in her room, packed the miscellaneous things into the not-so-big suitcase, picked up the handle and went downstairs again.

At this time, the four members of the Shen family were sitting on stools. Jiang Xin was cleaning the cream on Shen Nianyi's face, and Shen Hanlin was checking Shen Xinghe's legs.

Qiao Zhixia just glanced at them, went down the stairs and stood there without even looking at them again.

When she reached the door, she paused and said, "Ms. Jiang Xin, my last name is Qiao Zhixia. Please remember what I said today. I am not your daughter Shen Weiyi.

From today on, you better keep an eye on Shen Nianyi and tell her not to come near me, otherwise I will beat her up every time I see her, regardless of death or injury!"

"Crazy, crazy, you are crazy!" Jiang Xin didn't believe that the person in front of her was her daughter.

"Yes, I am a madman, so you'd better not provoke a madman, and don't challenge a madman's bottom line." Qiao Zhixia disappeared into the night pulling the suitcase.

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The lights at night dotted the curtain of darkness like stars. The evening breeze at ten o'clock was cool, and people's rationality gradually settled in the wind.

Qiao Zhixia dragged her suitcase along the deserted streets. After a round trip, she finally pulled the suitcase to a place with few lights at night.

Dark Alley - Star Bar

Qiao Zhixia has been a secluded daughter of the Shen family for three years. She hasn't been to a place like this in these three years. It feels like she hasn't been to a place for a long time.

When you push open the door of the bar, you will hear explosive and passionate music. The high-pitched rock music instantly stimulates your auditory nerves.

The men and women on the dance floor jumped and danced happily to the distorted rhythm, all of them immersed in this noisy world.

Bars are a safe haven for most adults, where people seek excitement, comfort and relaxation on boring nights.

Qiao Zhixia dragged the box, and the small wheels made little noise on the smooth ground.

It was almost midnight, and I was the only one here like this.

Qiao Zhixia was wearing ancient-style embroidered shoes and walking at a leisurely pace. She was wearing a gray and white long-sleeved sweater, which covered her tightly. She was also wearing a light gray pleated long skirt, which swayed when she walked.

Although the fabric of the clothes is ordinary, she has the natural temperament of a daughter of a noble family.

The ladylike, well-behaved and cool daughter of a wealthy family, was in this noisy bar, and her temperament seemed out of place with the surrounding atmosphere.

At first, several eyes in the dance floor looked at him, and then quickly shifted away.

Qiao Zhixia leaned her suitcase against the bar, ordered a glass of tequila, and sat sideways on the table to sip it slowly. She did not leave the dance floor, but her eyes were on the people swaying on the dance floor.

When Qiao Zhixia took the fifth sip, the hand holding the wine glass shook. There were a few people in the dance floor who were swaying back and forth. When they were dancing, bulging bags could be seen on their waists. It seemed that they were carrying weapons and were hiding in the crowd looking for someone!

It's interesting, it seems like everything is not going well today.

Qiao Zhixia took another sip, occasionally raised her eyes to cast her gaze towards the dance floor, and then took another sip of the wine.

Everyone speculated that the cold and beautiful woman at the bar had a background, so those who were timid and fearful of their lives naturally did not dare to argue with her. However, there was no shortage of bold and lustful men in the bar who liked to conquer women.

Some people saw that Qiao Zhixia had been alone for half an hour and could no longer contain their excitement.

"My beautiful lady, how about you give me a drink with me?"

Qiao Zhixia ignored him, but the other party persisted.

"Miss, it's not good to be too pretentious when you're out there. Do you know who I am? My last name is Zhou, and my name is Zhou Xing. If you follow me, beautiful lady, I promise to make sure you have everything you need."

Zhou Xing, that’s such a coincidence!

I haven't seen him, but I've heard of his name.

Qiao Zhixia put down her wine glass, her voice was clear and gentle but loud enough for Zhou Xing to hear clearly.

"Zhou Xing, 286 years old, lives at No. Huangni East Street. His mother, Zhao Qin, was once the secretary of Zhou Yuechuan's father. And you are the illegitimate son of the old man in the Zhou family!"

Zhou Xing's expression changed instantly: "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, but don't mess with me."

Zhou Xing had no choice but to leave. Qiao Zhixia then took out a black card and said, "Get a high-grade private room with good sound insulation. I want to have a good rest and can't be disturbed."

As soon as the black card came out, those who were thinking about it all stopped. She is really a rich lady with status.

"Miss, your room is 516!"

Qiao Zhixia took the card and dragged the suitcase to the room at the end of the fifth floor.

Along the way, we found that the six supreme VIP rooms on the fifth floor were occupied.

Room 505 was the most special. There were two people guarding the door. Even though they were restraining their murderous aura, they could not escape Qiao Zhixia's perception. It was obvious that these two people were in the same group as the people who were looking for someone on the first floor.

Qiao Zhixia dragged her suitcase and walked past them without looking around.