The rest of the student council members were all startled by her actions.

Seeing their shrinking appearance, Yin Xiangyu showed mockery.

She got up and walked away in style, no one seeing the malice on her lips.

Yin Xiangyu, who was angry at school today, was ready to go home and start bullying the second uncle, and recognized his biological daughter from outside.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—"

As soon as she entered Yin's house, she heard the crying of children upstairs.

The shrill voice made her brow furrow.

"Crying and crying all day long, crying souls! I don't know what to check! I am pregnant before I am married! How can the second uncle recognize such a shameless thing!"

Yin Xiangyu scolded and went upstairs, and the servants around him didn't dare to breathe.

After she went upstairs, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's noisy, can you shut him up!"

As soon as Yin Xiangyu walked into the door of her cousin's room, she heard her second aunt's anger coming from inside.

She stood in the doorway and looked inside.

I saw that in the house, my cousin Yin Yufei was holding the child and patting it, not paying attention to the second aunt at all.

"I'm talking to you, dumb?!"

Second Master Yin's wife, Mao Shuqin pointed at Yin Yufei's nose and roared.

"Please get out, you're scaring my son!"

Yin Yufei raised her head and glanced at Mao Shuqin coldly.

"You stinky girl has hard wings! Don't think that the second master is good to you, you can be lawless!"

Yin Yufei covered the ears of her son in her arms and looked at Mao Shuqin coldly: "If you don't leave, I will call my dad." ”

"Very well! You must not fall into my hands, or you will suffer it!"

Mao Shuqin is still afraid of the second master in her bones, and after the other party found her own flesh and blood last year, she was really afraid of falling in her hand, and she was afraid of melting in her mouth.

She really didn't have the guts to touch that man's moldy head.

Mao Shuqin turned around and left with an angry face, and when she saw Yin Xiangyu watching the play at the door, her face was still not good-looking, and she left past the other party and went back to the room.

"Bang Bang Bang-"

After the second aunt left, Yin Xiangyu walked into the room and applauded.

"Your temperament is getting harder and harder now, am I being well-trained?"

When she saw Yin Xiangyu, Yin Yufei's body trembled obviously, and her eyes showed fear.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—"

The child's cry brought back a resilient heart, and she said coldly, "What are you doing?!"

Yin Yufei unconsciously took two steps back.

It was this retreating move that Yin Xiangyu was in full view, and her malicious eyes showed excitement.

"What am I doing here? Naturally, I want to teach you mother and daughter a good lesson!"

Yin Xiangyu tiptoed lightly, came to Yin Yufei in an instant, and took the crying child away from her arms.

The other party came to snatch the child, and Yin Yufei didn't want to let go.

But Yin Xiangyu's movements were too rude, and the child's crying instantly became sharp, and Yin Yufei had to let go, she was afraid that the child would be injured.

"Give me back the baby!"

She looked flustered, her eyes staring straight at the child, and there was softness in her eyes.

"Humph!"

This is what Yin Xiangyu wants.

She tappled her fingers on the young skin of the child in her arms, "I'm in a bad mood today, you should know how to do it, right?"

Yin Xiangyu didn't look at Yin Xiangyu's helpless, frightened, panicked, fragile and weak expression.

Her hands rested on the face of the baby in her arms, and her nails gradually strained.

The child's skin is so tender that it quickly turns red.

"Don't!" Yin Yufei screamed.

She appointed, "I kneel!"

Yin Xiangyu's hand stopped, but it still didn't move away from the child's face.

Yin Yufei walked up to her, her knees slowly bent.

PS: There will be an update tomorrow, this time I don't say it's day or night, I hit my face every time, my face has been swollen recently, I hurt!

The babies kneel and beg for a monthly pass, kneel and beg for love, and the storm cries for a monthly pass~