Reborn As Rich Lady

8

Chu Ning grabbed the walkie-talkie, and her voice was cold and severe: "Zhe Fang." There was

no voice on the other side.

"Say it again, azimuth." The voice became more severe and majestic.

The other side shook his voice and reported the direction, and Chu Ning slid out.

Ji Yangling followed almost immediately. Ji Wenyu and the others were bewildered. Ji Haiyun pushed him: "Don't hurry up and help!"

"Oh, oh yes!" Ji Wenyu and the others also followed.

Ji Haiyun sternly shouted at the staff: "Hurry up and broadcast! Hurry up and adjust the monitoring! That girl is small, be careful of being injured! A little bit numb."

"Yes, yes." The staff immediately got busy.

"Miss Ji, is there anything I need to do?" Cheng Piaopiao smiled.

Ji Haiyun rolled her eyes: "You can do less to add chaos."

Cheng Piaopiao's eyes dimmed , and then the obscure flashed.

And Bai Yingyue on the side was going crazy, wishing that girl died, at least it would make Chu Ning sad!

It was the first time that Chu Ning skated so fast, she was very worried about Little Bell, even if she knew that the danger in this ski resort was not great, she was still worried.

The group of second generation ancestors who came to play with brother Rongjing and brother Ji Yangling were the most crazy and desperate to play.

At exactly this time, the little bell sitting on a ski boat really met the group of second generation ancestors.

"Oh, there's a little girl here, why haven't you seen it?" A wicked man looked at Little Bell with slanted eyes.

A pure-looking girl next to him pursed her lips: "I heard that Young Master Ji will also come to play today. Maybe it's the juniors they brought?"

" Tsk tusk , the co-author came with their group of'elite'? ?" One of the men looked cold.

He hates that group of so-called "family elites" who pretend to be in front of the elders all day long, attracting praise from the elders every day.

"Hey, little girl, whose family are you?" someone asked.

Little Bell didn't speak naturally, and looked dazed.

"Don't be a fool, hahaha!" Someone laughed.

The man with an indifferent face just poked Xiao Ling Ding's face with a ski pole, and with great energy, he sneered: "Who did you come with?"

Xiao Ding still didn't speak, just because his face hurts and his eyes were red.

A woman went over, squatted down, uncovered Little Bell's glasses, patted her face, and patted her face with a slap, with a smile in her voice: "Hey, what do you want me to say, dumb?"

"I haven't seen you I've been to this girl, and I haven't heard of anyone with such a big girl. There should be no background." The man said, and poked Xiaoling Ding's face again.

"Wow--" Little Bell burst into tears, his face was scary, and the child's face was tender and bruised.

"Hahahaha-" the onlookers laughed.

The woman squatting on the ground smiled and said, "So it's not a dumb."

She stretched out her hand as she said, trying to pinch the little bell again.