Three-year-old Little Dragon: I'm the Pampered Darling in the Villain's House

Chapter 451 Song Weiguo...Song Weiguo’s daughter is also here
The little girl in the basket suddenly had her little head popping up, and she curiously poked her head out from behind Song Jiyuan.

Song Jiyuan also noticed the movement in the basket. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed the person back.

Song Weiguo's attention was all on Mr. Sheng's side in front. There was no movement of the brother and sister here, and he didn't even notice Xingxing's existence.

Mr. Sheng ran over directly, throwing aside the small teapot in his hand. He pointed at Song Weiguo's nose angrily and said, "Song Weiguo, the thief, are you here to steal my money again? Just in time. I am still planning to get married to you, but I heard that you have been granted the title of King of Zhen'an again... It's really... ironic."

Song Weiguo kept laughing.

Don't blame him for laughing, it's really... he and Sheng Chong have a deep relationship.

Mr. Sheng likes to touch a few things when he has nothing to do. When he was in the Ministry of Household Affairs, he refused to let go of the military pay.Having no other choice, Song Weiguo ran to his house in the middle of the night and "killed" with him until dawn.Not only did he win military pay, he also won back two flower pots worth thousands of gold, but... they were later used by Mrs. Song to pickle pickles.

Therefore, Mrs. Song is very unfamiliar with Sheng Chong or even the title of Mr. Sheng, but if you tell her about the person who gave you the pickle vat, she will definitely remember it.

"Why, you even brought your son? What if you brought your son? I'll still kill your shit." Mr. Sheng glanced at Song Jiyuan next to him.

At this moment, a little head with two little knots in it suddenly popped out of the basket behind Song Jiyuan, and said with a roar: "Song Weiguo...Song Weiguo's daughter is here too."

Upon hearing this, Song Weiguo suddenly turned around and saw their fat boy lifting his head out of the basket.

Song Weiguo: "..." He glared at Song Jiyuan, who pretended not to see...

"You guys are all here, right? I will kill all of you today!!" Mr. Sheng yelled at his servants: "Quickly, bring everything with you! Close the door and let's see who can leave today."

The old butler, Uncle Yang, had to hurry up and arrange the arrangements.

Lord, as an old butler who has been following Mr. Sheng, Uncle Yang always feels that... their master may lose everything tonight.

When Uncle Yang and others were preparing things, Song Weiguo's eyes fell on the little cub.

Seeing Song Weiguo looking at her, Xingxing kept moving her steps until her small figure was completely obscured by Song Jiyuan, then she stopped.

However, he didn't notice Song Weiguo's movement for a while, so he woke up and couldn't help but curiously poked his little head out to look outside.

"Why did you follow me here?" Song Weiguo said with a straight face.

Xingxing wanted to answer, but turned around and saw Mr. Sheng staring at her. She turned sideways again and said to Mr. Sheng without fear of danger: "Hello, grandpa."

"No need to add age." Mr. Sheng snorted: "Girl, can you play two games?"

Thinking of what his elder brother had taught him before, Xingxing's eyes widened immediately. He nodded seriously and gestured with his fat claws: "I know how to do it."

"Okay, you wait in line first, and after I finish punishing your father, I will punish you two little bastards." Mr. Sheng is now full of confidence.

After all, he has been practicing hard in the past few years, but Song Weiguo, who has been homeless and living a hard life, has no time to improve his skills?
(End of this chapter)