Reborn As A Lucky Girl

Ouyang Qing'an felt like there was a ball of fire burning in his chest. He punched the tree trunk. His small fist was strong, and the green leaves on the tree trembled a few times.    

    

Yang Songshu felt that sharp gaze and his eyebrows slightly moved. He looked at Xue'er and said in a cold voice, "Xue'er, did you fight with Ouyang Qing'an?"    

    

Xue Xue'er wiped the cold sweat on her forehead. They were playing an eagle catching a chicken. She did not participate in such a childish game, but she saw Mr Qing'an looking at her. She did it on purpose.    

    

Who asked him to say that? He had caused the milk to be so angry, and now he even wanted to move out.    

    

Hmph!    

    

"It's not noisy." Xue Xue'er snorted and showed a smile to Yang Songshu with a playful face, "Yang Songshu, let's play next."    

    

Yang Songshu immediately shook off the thoughts in his head and nodded with a silly smile.    

    

Xue Xue'er's eyes inadvertently glanced over while playing the game. When she saw that his expression was so bad, she frowned slightly. Why did Mr Qing'an look so sad?    

    

The more Xue Xue'er thought about it, the more guilty she felt. Didn't she just ignore him for about four or five days?    

    

It shouldn't be that bad!    

    

The little girl was very naive after all. She was a bit angry that Mr Qing'an was talking nonsense in front of milk, but she was very clear in her heart that the main responsibility was not on him. However, she felt awkward and a little annoyed in her heart!    

    

She was like a child throwing a tantrum, and it was a little awkward!    

    

These few days, he had been taking the initiative to speak, but she loved to answer and ignore him. Now that she thought about it, she felt very guilty in her heart.    

    

Xue Xue'er turned her head to look and found that the position of the boy was already empty. A trace of sadness flashed through her watery apricot eyes.    

    

Could it be that Mr Qing'an was angry?    

    

The more Xue Xue'er thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. Her cherry-like lips were tightly pursed and her brows were furrowed. It was as if she had encountered a huge matter!    

    

"Xue'er!"    

    

Yang Songshu had been observing the little girl. When he saw her pale face, he nervously ran over. However, he saw that the little girl ran out like a sword leaving a bow.    

    

The three little girls only shouted loudly from behind, but she did not seem to hear them.    

    

Yang Songshu's body stiffened, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart. It seemed like he didn't like to see Xue'er and that Ouyang Qing'an get too close.    

    

However, he didn't have any stance at all!    

    

Ouyang Qing'an followed behind Qin Minli with a black line on his face. His hands were in his pockets, and he looked cool and arrogant. He looked like he did not want strangers to get close to him.    

    

Qin Minli did not forget to complain about her son at the front and said gloatingly.    

    

"Look, your face is always black. You scared away your little wife!"    

    

Two days ago, she was still like glue, but now she had fallen apart. She was a child now!    

    

Qin Minli sighed and shook her head.    

    

No matter how thick Ouyang Qing'an's skin was, he heard the words "little wife." ___'s face turned red and he couldn't help but scold, "Mom, don't speak nonsense. You are worried that it will ruin Xue'er's reputation."    

    

Qin Minli only snorted, but she thought in her heart, This is something that will happen sooner or later.    

    

"Anyway, hurry up and reconcile with the little girl. The old man misses the little girl. Let her come to the house to eat a few days later."    

    

Ouyang Qing'an replied casually, not even raising his head. Qin Minli knew this brat's temper and was very angry in her heart. She originally wanted to say a few more words, but seeing this brat's current situation, after thinking about it, she decided to forget it. After all, he was still her own son.    

    

Just as Ouyang Qing'an was about to get into the car, his hand was suddenly grabbed by someone. A soft and sweet voice sounded.    

    

"Mr Qing'an!"    

    

This voice instantly called Ouyang Qing'an back. He turned around and saw a white ball. The smile on his face immediately rose.    

    

Xue Xue'er shook his arm and carefully looked at him with big almond eyes. She looked at him pitifully. "Mr Qing'an, are you still angry?"    

    

The soft and sticky voice was like a kitten scratching. It could even scratch a person's heart.