MTL - The Fake Daughter Can Be Either Salty Or Sweet

Chapter 317 Ridicule

 The next day, the competition scene was extremely lively and crowded.

The envoy wanted to take Yang Zizi and Lun Shengshi around to help them learn more, but Lun Shengshi complained: "You kid, you weren't born when we started to know each other. Come on, go to work. Don't leave." Let the others wait for a long time. "It's almost too late, this guy still wants to show off in front of his wife.

The ambassador curled his lips and greeted Yang Zizi, but deliberately ignored his jealous father.

 When they arrived at the dressing room, all the contestants had already started putting on makeup, but the ambassador was the last one to arrive in the dressing room.

Being his makeup artist couldn't be easier, because Xiaoshi has a very good foundation, and her skin is white and tender. The only drawback is that she needs to apply a thick layer of blush. Xiaoshi's skin is very The white color was very tender, but there was no blood color, so many people thought that the child had leukemia or something. However, after a physical examination, the doctor said that this child was healthier than all the children.

“Little Angel, for such an important competition, the parents of other children are here. Are your parents here?” the makeup artist asked intentionally or unintentionally while applying blush on the little Angel.

Who doesn't know in this company that many children laugh at Xiaoshi for not having a father? An orphan now.

“Make-up artist aunt, you forgot! The little angel has no parents!” The child next to him laughed at him and made a face at him, but the little angel ignored him and didn’t take it seriously.

“That’s right, the little angel is an orphan!” Other children also started to boo, as if bullying others has become their normal behavior.

 The little envoy clenched his fists and tried hard to control the anger in his heart.

He used to be teased for not having a father, but he endured it because mommy told him that their identities were always different from ordinary people, and they must not conflict with people in the human world, let alone reveal their true identities in front of them. .

"I have a father. My father is back. He is the God of War!" the envoy announced loudly.

 He didn't have enough confidence to say it before, but now that his father is back, he has a lot of confidence.

“You are talking nonsense. Your father is not the God of War. There is no God of War in this world!”

 “Yes, you are a braggart!”

 All the children suddenly became restless, and everyone came over to interrupt and laugh at him.

The little envoy held back his anger, and with his strong self-esteem, he really wanted to use his wings to take a look at these unseen humans. He was not an ordinary person like them, but he had a noble mixed bloodline.

 However, Mommy’s words lingered in his ears, so he must not be impulsive.

However, they were noisy in his ears one sentence after another, which made the little envoy unbearable.

 No one can have any doubts about him and his family.

 The envoy’s eyes began to glow red.

“Children, are you ready? The game is about to begin!”

 Suddenly, the teacher who had been leading them suddenly walked in and said to them happily.

 Hearing this voice, the little angel exhaled and his eyes regained their original look.

 (End of this chapter)