The boss is coming, the scumbag is going to be in trouble

"Dad, Dad, Qiao Zhilan hit me..." When Qiao Hongxia heard Qiao Bing's voice, she immediately ran over and cried.

Qiao Bing looked at the redness and swelling on her face, threw the bag in his hand, and raised his hand to hit Xihe.

"I've registered you and made all the arrangements according to your wishes. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

"I accepted it before. Who told her to offend the sword? She wanted to be beaten, so I obliged her."

"She is your sister, how can you talk to her like that?" Qiao Bing loved his eldest daughter very much. Seeing her beaten like that, he wanted to beat Xihe to death.

"Crack——!"

Xihe grabbed Qiao Bing's wrist, and with a little force, his hand drooped down.

Qiao Bing's screams were also forced back by Xihe's cold eyes.

"If anyone hits me again, I will kill you." Xihe said coldly and walked towards Qiao Hongxia.

"You...don't come over here, don't come over here..." When Qiao Hongxia saw Xihe coming towards her, she was so scared that she kept waving her hands.

"Clap clap-!"

After a few slaps, Qiao Hongxia's face was swollen and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

"If you get the advantage, just behave yourself. If you make trouble again, I will beat you to death..." Xihe pinched her chin and said coldly.

"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear me?" Xihe said impatiently when he didn't hear her.

Qiao Hongxia pointed at her mouth, meaning, "You're pinching it!" How should I answer?

Xihe flicked his hand and Qiao Hongxia fell to the ground.

She didn't dare to delay and quickly replied: "I heard it."

Xihe glanced coldly at the father and daughter, then went into the place where his original body lived.

When she saw where her original body lived, her anger suddenly rose.

Xihe knew that this was the original body's feeling, not hers.

There are two beds in the room, where the two sisters Qiao Hongxia and Qiao Honglian sleep.

The original person slept on the ground, and her bedding was dirty, incomparable to the bedding of the two sisters.

Xihe came to their bed, picked up the bedding and exerted force, and the bedding fell into pieces.

After everything was destroyed, she left the house and headed towards the house where Qiao Bing and his wife lived.

The father and daughter in the living room had disappeared long ago, and it was unknown whether they had gone to the hospital.

Xihe didn't pay much attention to them. He went into the room where the couple lived, opened the wardrobe and took out the new quilt.

Then he cleared out all the new sheets in the cupboard, leaving nothing behind for them.

When she had almost finished cleaning up at home, Qiao Honglian and Zhang Xiaolin walked in arm in arm.

Zhang Xiaolin saw the smile on Xihe's face immediately disappear. She said sullenly, "Qiao Zhilan, what are you doing? Are you raiding my house?"

"Searching the house? You're right."

Xihe glanced at her and stretched out his hand, sweeping all the bottles and jars on the table to the ground.

"Qiao Zhilan..." Zhang Xiaolin shouted loudly.

"Clatter... clatter..." Xihe ignored her and pushed things on the table quickly.

Qiao Honglian was frightened by Xihe's cruelty. She stood at the door and didn't dare to say a word.

"Qiao Zhilan, what do you want to do?" Zhang Xiaolin stopped in front of Xihe and asked sternly.

"What? You asked a very good question. I'm going to the countryside. If I'm not happy, you won't be happy either." Xihe smiled coldly and replied.

"You...you...you..." Zhang Xiaolin kept saying "you" for a long time but didn't say anything.

"Ahhh... my quilt... my bed..." At this time, Qiao Honglian let out a heart-wrenching cry.

"What's wrong? Honglian, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Xiaolin was originally looking at Xihe, but when she heard Qiao Honglian's call, she immediately ran over.

Xihe looked at her actions and curled his lips in disdain.

"Mom, look, look, my quilt is gone... wuwuwu... gone..." When Qiao Honglian saw Zhang Xiaolin, she cried even louder.

Zhang Xiaolin looked at the quilt that had been in good condition and turned into a pile of garbage, and sparks were almost coming out of her head.

"Qiao Zhilan..." Zhang Xiaolin squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

"What do you want me to do?" Xihe answered lazily.

"Did you do all this?" Zhang Xiaolin pointed at the things on the bed and asked loudly.

"What do you think?" Xihe crossed his arms and looked very relaxed.

"You... I'll beat you to death, you dead girl. Are you going to be satisfied only when the house is torn apart?" Zhang Xiaolin picked up the broom on the ground and ran towards Xihe.

Would Xihe stand there and get hit by her? Of course it was impossible. When she swung the broom, Xihe stretched out his hand and pulled Qiao Honglian over to block her.

"Ah... Mom, you hit me..."

"red lotus……"

"How pitiful! He hit your own precious daughter, right?" Xihe looked at the red marks on Qiao Honglian's face and said with glee.

"Qiao Zhilan, she is your sister too, why do you treat her like this?" Zhang Xiaolin helped his daughter up and yelled at Xihe.

"Sister? Is she worthy?" When Xihe heard her words, the lazy smile on his face immediately disappeared.

"You haven't forgotten how your good daughter plotted against me, have you?"

Seeing that Qiao Hongxia didn't go to the countryside, Qiao Honglian was afraid that she would be sent to the countryside.

After discussing with Qiao Hongxia, she went together to register Qiao Zhilan.

"She...she is weak, and besides, she is ignorant..." Zhang Xiaolin looked at Xihe's cold eyes and his voice became lower and lower.

"Little? Weak?" Xihe pulled Qiao Honglian out of her arms and said coldly while twisting Qiao Honglian's face.

"I'm only 11 months older than her. I eat worse than her and sleep on the ground. Open your eyes and see who is weaker between us."

Zhang Xiaolin looked at Xihe's body, which was thinner than Qiao Honglian, and was speechless.

"Remember, if you dare to plot against me, you will be revenged by me in this life!" Xihe grabbed her collar and threw her on Zhang Xiaolin.

"Mom, have you prepared dinner?" At this time, Qiao Hongqing and his wife walked in.

"No, let your wife do it first!" Zhang Xiaolin answered while supporting Qiao Honglian.

"Okay!" Qiao Hongqing gave his wife a look, and Mrs. Qiao went to cook reluctantly.

"Zhilan, when you go to the countryside, remember to send things home!" Qiao Hongqing seemed to be unable to bear the messy house, so he looked at Xihe and gave the order.

"If you want something from the countryside, you can sign up to go there yourself!"

"You...how are you talking to me like that?" Qiao Hongqing looked at Xihe in disbelief.

"What? You are a national leader. Do I have to kowtow to you? Besides, are you worthy of it?" Xihe said sarcastically.

"I am your elder brother, your elder brother..."