Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 517 The Unresolved Feelings About the Genuine and Fake Bronze Inscriptions (3)

Kindergarten is a time for exploration; even a few words from classmates can pique their curiosity.

Jiang Xun'an sat at his small table and chair, carefully observing Su Qin.

The children said they didn't look like their mothers at all. How could that be? She's her mother's child.

However, they don't really look alike, because they're not as pretty as their mother.

Jiang Xun'an then turned his gaze to his father and discovered that he looked very much like his father and his brother.

Su Qin put two peeled shrimp in Jiang Xun'an's bowl and said, "An'an, don't look around while you eat."

"Okay, Mom, thank you, Mom."

Su Qin looked at her daughter, her heart filled with boundless love. "Okay, eat well, and after you finish eating, Mom will teach you how to draw."

"Good~"

Daughters are like warm little cotton-padded jackets, so much better than sons.

Jiang's father remained silent, staring at his phone and the messages that had been sent.

Jiang Ming shoveled food into his mouth, and during a break, he talked about the funny things that happened at school...

The harmonious scene at the dinner table was truly enviable.

After dinner, the nanny tidied up, Jiang's father went to his study to work, and Su Qin accompanied the two children to their room to teach Jiang Xun'an to draw and watch Jiang Ming go to his tutoring class.

The children of wealthy families are raised from a young age. They learn how to manage a company and also learn foreign languages. The knowledge taught in school is simply not enough.

The foreign language teacher had been waiting for a while. When the mother and her two children came in, he greeted them, "Madam, young master, young lady."

Su Qin frowned. "Don't be so stiff, just call me by my name."

This is a new era; we don't follow the old-fashioned ways of the patriarchal, matriarchal, and young lady system.

"Okay, Ms. Su."

Su Qin nodded, "Okay, arrange for me to attend the class. I'll audit it."

"Okay, let's start with the simple alphabet today..."

Xiong Bufan lay on the small desk, half asleep.

The children couldn't sleep at this time even if they went back to their dormitories, so before going to bed, the children in the courtyard would do their homework in a small classroom. After they finished, they could go to the children's room to do and play, and everyone would play card games together.

Today's homework is a large-character calligraphy exercise and ten math problems.

Xiong Bufan didn't want to do his homework, even if it was easy, because it was too energy-consuming.

Sun Sisi nudged Xiong Bufan with her hand, "Okay, okay, hurry up and finish writing, let's go play jump rope."

"Go away, go play by yourself, I don't have time."

Sun Sisi was a little unhappy after being rejected, "Okay."

Xiong Bufan remained slumped over the table, wondering when this cycle of not being able to eat or sleep, and having to go to school, would ever end.

"Kongkong, can I go find the original owner's parents now?"

Kongkong: "Okay, but you can't go back to the Jiang family."

"Extraordinary, what are you going to do?"

Xiong Bufan ruffled Sun Sisi's hair, messing up her neatly tied little bun. "I'm not doing anything. I just want to discuss relationships with them."

"Give me the navigation, I can't wait to catch up with them."

In Kongkong's view, the reminiscing was a pretense; the real purpose was to rob.

Sun Sisi tidied her hair, which had been ruffled by Xiong Bufan. "Okay, okay, don't touch my hair."

Xiong Bufan flicked his hair. "Okay, I won't move next time."

Sun Sisi said happily, "Then I'll forgive you this time."

"Then thank you, you're a really good person."

"Uh-huh."

Xiong Bufan looked at Sun Sisi, considering the possibility of taking her out so that he could protect her.

Kongkong sensed Xiong Bufan's thoughts and quickly stopped him, saying, "No, don't bring her along."

When there are no other dangers, Xiong Bufan is the greatest danger.

Xiong Bufan didn't understand why Kongkong was so agitated. "Why?"

"Kids are troublesome and will affect your performance."

"Ok."

Xiong Bufan patted Sun Sisi on the shoulder, "You can help me with my homework after you finish it. I have to go out and take care of something important. I'll be back."

"Okay, okay, you're going," before he could finish speaking, Xiong Bufan darted out.

The thought of others living the happy life that rightfully belonged to her made Xiong Bufan feel extremely uncomfortable.

Even after the original owner grew up, that person continued to bully the original owner in various ways. After Xiong Bufan automatically put himself in that person's shoes, he found that he couldn't tolerate it at all, and now he couldn't help but hang all those things up.

The Jiang family is located in this city, a hundred kilometers away, but they have never investigated the original owner's past or how much suffering he endured. They only know how to blame the original owner.

When it comes to money and food, Xiong Bufan never gets lost.

Because walking even a little further is disrespectful to food and money.

An hour later, Xiong Bufan arrived at the entrance of the Jiang family villa.

The place is brightly lit, has a pleasant environment, and exudes an aura of wealth.

Xiong Bufan nimbly dodged the surveillance cameras and flew over the gate; these things were simply no match for her.

Kongkong wanted to say that she could now block surveillance. While Xiong Bufan was getting stronger, she was also cultivating, so blocking some surveillance was not a problem at all.

"Bufan, you don't need to hide from the surveillance cameras anymore. I can block them now."

Xiong Bufan nodded. "Kongkong is really amazing."

"Bu Fan is also very impressive."

"I've always been awesome." Xiong Bufan was walking in when he was suddenly attracted by the fruit growing in the green belt and ran over to pick some.

Robbery might not guarantee a full meal, but food was something Xiong Bufan couldn't miss; he was starving.

After picking all the ripe fruit from a tree, Xiong Bufan suddenly said, "Kongkong, isn't it too cruel of me to just go and cause them trouble?"

They haven't done those disgusting things yet.

Kongkong had no such doubts; a task was simply a task.

Just because they arrived early doesn't mean the original owner's injuries didn't exist.

"Bufan, when you ate the fruit, did you also ingest pesticides? You must be poisoned."

Going there now is to set things right; it's a wise move, because waiting to get beaten up is something only a fool would do.

Xiong Bufan's clear eyes turned fierce. He uprooted the tree from the ground and threw it towards the villa without hesitation.

A large hole was smashed in the wall, and alarms sounded all around. Xiong Bufan flew up and landed directly on the roof.

Kongkong: "Bufan, next time you'll receive the complete memories."

"it is good."

Without the original owner's memories, everything Xiong Bufan does seems unreasonable.

Only the original owner knew that they had brought all that upon themselves.

The security guard was pacing around with a stun gun, trying to find the perpetrator.

Kongkong wanted to provoke Xiong Bufan a few more times, but fearing that it would arouse Xiong Bufan's evil intentions, he hesitated for a moment and gave up.

Once a demon harbors evil intentions, it is very difficult to change them back, and becoming an immortal is even more difficult.