Chapter 2 Big Boss

Chapter 2 Big Boss

The bar's my home. It's on everybody.

The two bottles of wine that my sister had smashed together amounted to tens of thousands of dollars. Surely the bartender brother could not have looked at them in vain. He was just about to turn around and call for someone to come over, but he saw that my sister had suddenly changed her face. Tears began to flip down like money.

"...?"

Bartender's little brother said, "Boss, someone is looking for fault!" Stubbornly to give the stuck in the throat, shouted not a sound.

"Sorry little brother, I don't want to do this, but I really have no way, had to come out of this." The girl looked sad, began to complain, "I am your boss's daughter

The bartender's little brother opened his mouth faintly: "... ah?"

Daughter, daughter?

"It was your boss who forced me to do this. Your boss was really too much. After getting rich, he abandoned his wife and children and ruthlessly broke off relations with our mother and daughter. For more than ten years, he ignored us." Let our mother and daughter in the village by people pointing, the results finally forced my mother hate

The maiden cried bitterly, not miserable.

Listen to the onlookers of spectator and the waiter little brother are filled with indignation in succession, gearing his fists, and wish to kill the slag male group.

"To tell you the truth, I came from our village. I traveled all the way through mountains and rivers, and even broke several pairs of shoes. It was difficult to find out about my father... No. I got the news of the cruel one who didn't want me, my mother's, and his dead father. But he refused to see me, and I had to come to his shop and look for him

The girl cried her heartbroken, her voice full of pathos, as if she had come not to seek her dead father's marriage, but to see her dead father off.

spectator was sobbing.

Ugh... It's tragic.

When Wen Miao was crying with tears, her heart was broken, and she wanted to go with her heartless and inhuman "dead father", someone timidly suggested something wrong: "But, but our boss is only 17 this year, sure that can give birth to such a daughter?"

Wen Miao: "?"

Wen Miao is gurgling to the outside of the tears suddenly stopped.

What?

Seventeen??

Wen Miao was a little confused as soon as he spoke, and the fullness of emotion in his voice immediately dissipated. spectator is also very confused, turn around to see that this distance to recognize the "daughter", and then look back over there a face for their own boss cry for the waiter young brother, more confused.

Huh?

What's happening?

As the three men looked at each other, a low, soft, and somewhat bantering voice suddenly came up from the staircase in front of them: "Daughter?"

Wen Miao: "..."

The voice sounded like a young man, not very old.

Wen Miao subconsciously followed the sound to look past.

The light of the stairway was dark, and the light falling down was shadowy, but it was a boy of seventeen or eight.

He was half-shadowed by the stairway, and I don't know how long he had been looking.

The young man is tall, his body is thin, and his skeleton grows quite beautiful. When he stood there, he looked like a sword with a cool blade and a blade like snow. He was everywhere and everywhere he was wearing a sharp edge that could not be hidden.

Wen Miao was immediately dumbfounded.

Although can not see the specific appearance, but from this figure, how to look like that day touch HeYin bottom of the greasy old man. She stood for half a second, then turned to the bartender who was standing behind the bar: "Is this your boss?"

The bartender nodded: "Yes."

Wen Miao: "..."

Shit, she's in the wrong place, huh?