The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss

The Song family father and son left in a hurry.

Chu Ranyu said to Chu Luo earnestly, "Luo Luo, how could you curse Aunt Xing. Uncle Song and his wife are loving, if you curse Aunt Xing, Uncle Song must be angry."

"Nothing else, I'm going to sleep." Chu Luoli ignored Chu Ran and went upstairs.

Chu Ran lowered her head sadly, tears gathered in her eyes and rolled down.

Song Qianya wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes distressedly, and complained, "Luoluo's temper really needs to be changed. Fortunately, this time it is the Song family, which has a good relationship with us. If we change to another family, we will probably end up with enemies."

Chu Weihao thought so too.

"That live broadcast, I can't let her do it."

Early the next morning, Chu Luo went downstairs to have breakfast.

Surprised to find that the second brother Chu Jing and the third brother Chu Zhan actually appeared.

Except for the first day when she went back to Chu's house, the two of them never showed up again after one of them gave her a word as a gift.

Chu Jing: "You and Ran Ran are both daughters of the Chu family, don't bully her."

Chu Zhan was much more straightforward, "The Chu family will always be Ran Ran's home, and no one can drive her away."

After the two brothers warned their sister, they went to coax Chu Ran.

After coaxing Chu Ran, the two left home to go to work.

She didn't even come back from yesterday's welcome banquet.

Seeing her going downstairs, Chu Ran smiled sweetly, "Luo Luo, come down quickly. Everyone is waiting for you."

Chu Zhan leaned back, and looked coldly out of the corner of his eyes, "Is there any rule for the family to wait for you alone?"

Chu Luo pretended not to hear, and calmly sat on the chair, eating breakfast with his head down.

The more indifferent she was, the angrier Chu Zhan became, "I heard you robbed Ran Ran of clothes yesterday?"

Chu Luo: "Well, I stole it."

"You're still confident, aren't you? Is the Chu family short of you for food, drink, or clothes? You actually snatched Ran Ran's dress. Does the family have no money for you to buy it?"

Chu Luo put down the spoon and glanced coldly at the people at the table.

Either with a cold face or a frown.

Obviously very dissatisfied with her behavior yesterday.

"I don't have a 500 million dress to wear."

"Then you go buy it?"

Chu Luo smiled sarcastically, "Which dress sells for 500 million in the market?"

Chu Ran's skirts were all designed by well-known international designers, and the design fee for that skirt last night was 500 million.

This is not the most expensive piece of Chu Ran's clothes, it can only be considered mid-range.

And she, a daughter who has just returned to Chu's family, even if she has money but no contacts, she goes to an international designer to design clothes for her.

The Chu family obviously thought of this too.

His face became a bit embarrassing.

Chu Zhan didn't give up, and still felt that Chu Ran had been wronged, "Then you can't snatch Ran Ran's skirt! It's wrong for you to snatch other people's things."

"Why do I wear a dress worth 500 yuan for my welcome banquet, and she wears a dress worth [-] million yuan?"

This comparison is really a bit tragic.

Chu Zhan's expression froze.

Song Qianya also showed a bit of guilt and distress on her face, "Luo Luo, it's mom's fault. Mom should have prepared clothes and jewelry for you."

She just gets used to it.

Ever since Ran Ran grew up and had her own aesthetics, she never interfered with the children's outfits.

Every time she is given the card habitually, let her buy whatever she wants, and hire any designer she wants.

Chu Ran glanced at everyone's expressions, stretched out her hand and pulled Chu Zhan's sleeve, "Third Brother, forget it. If Luo Luo likes it, give it to her. Anyway, I don't deserve these things."

Chu Zhan couldn't see Chu Ran being wronged, "Ran Ran, how can you say that! You will always be the daughter of the Chu family, and the little princess of the Chu family. If anyone dares to bully you, the third brother will be the first to let him go. "

He paused for a second, then stared at Chu Luo fiercely, "Including you."

"Chu Zhan!" Chu Heng scolded in a low voice.

If it was Chu Luo from before, he would have been angrily questioning him, shouting and crying.

But after experiencing cultivation in another world, Chu Luo's mood has long been at peace.

The kinship between parents, siblings, is a wonderful thing that cannot be expected.

She asked calmly, "You mean, Chu Ran is the little princess of the Chu family, and I am the maid of the Chu family?"

Chu Zhan: "..."

Chu Ran's eyes turned red, "Luo Luo, how can you say that? Mom, Dad and brother love you very much."

Chu Luo ignored Chu Ran, but stared at Chu Zhan, "If not, then you should also warn Chu Ran and tell her not to bully me."

"How could Ranran bully others? I know her well." Chu Zhan retorted.

"Then do you understand me? Why do you think I will bully her!" Chu Luo thought of the scene when he returned to Chu's house on the first day.

She is full of longing for family affection.

What he got was the indifference of his parents and the warning from his elder brother.

"I don't expect you to treat me better than her, but you can always treat me equally!" Chu Luo sneered, "If you can't, please don't educate me in the tone of a brother. You don't deserve it!"

Chu Zhan: "..."

The words "You are not worthy" not only slapped Chu Zhan in the face, but also made the faces of other members of the Chu family ugly.

Chu Weihao coughed, "Okay. We are all one family, so don't say such things in the future."

"Luo Luo, Mom and Dad know that you have suffered in the past. During this time, the family has indeed ignored you. But don't worry, you will have what Ran Ran has in the future. What you have, Ran Ran will also have."

"Both of you are daughters of the Chu family, and both are princesses of the Chu family."

Hearing this, Chu Ran's pupils shrank slightly, and quickly returned to normal.

Song Qianya also looked at Chu Luo with distress. After all, this is her biological daughter. How could she not feel sorry for her and love her.

It's just that this daughter's personality is too...

She didn't even know how to get along with this daughter.

"Lolo, yesterday you said you didn't go to college. I discussed it with your father and thought you should go to school. There is no way for domestic universities. We will arrange for you to study abroad."

Without waiting for Chu Luo to answer, Chu Weihao continued, "It's okay if you don't want to study, the Chu family will support you for the rest of your life. But your live broadcast... don't do it in the future."

Chu Luo looked up, "Live broadcasting is my job."

"What kind of job is that!" Chu Zhan lowered his voice under Chu Heng's gaze.

"If you want to go to work, the family can arrange it for you. If you want to enter the entertainment industry, the family also has resources for this." Chu Weihao tried to discuss with her in a friendly manner.

Chu Jing, who had been quiet all this time, said calmly, "If you want to enter the entertainment industry like Ran Ran, it's not impossible."

"Don't do that live broadcast." Chu Weihao directly made a decision.

Just as he was talking, the servant came over and said, "Master, Mr. Song and Young Master Song are here."

Chu Weihao quickly stood up.

Song Yunqing and his son came in soon.

"Old Chu, where is Luo Luo? Where is Luo Luo?" Song Yunqing asked anxiously.

Chu Weihao was puzzled, feeling that Song Yunqing's expression didn't look like he was here to question the teacher, or to educate Chu Luo.

Thinking this way in his heart, he smiled on his face, "Lao Song, don't take it to heart when children are ignorant. I'm educating Luo Luo now, and I guarantee that she won't do such live broadcasts in the future."

Song Yunqing: "..."

"Old Chu, what are you talking about!" Song Yunqing had already seen Chu Luo, his eyes lit up, "I like Luo Luo's live broadcast very much, her stories are very witty and vivid, I like it very much."

Chu Weihao: "..."