Cheng Cuijuan has always paid attention to image.

Never go out of the bedroom with a draped head, pajamas and slippers, you must dress neatly when you go downstairs, have clothes to work in, and you will clean up delicately and elegantly when you go out.

But now, his hair, which had always been neatly combed, was messy like a chicken nest, there were several more scratches on his face and neck, and his clothes had been torn out a few times, revealing the cotton wool inside.

She didn't care about it at all, only clenched her fists, her back straight to Yang Haidong's axe, and asked with tears:

"Let me ask you, where did Tao Tao offend you? Si Lan actually hated her so much that she pushed her into the water! If Xiao Xia hadn't passed by today and saved Tao Tao in time, she would have ...... Why, you uncles and aunts can ruthlessly ask for her life, and I, as a stepmother, can't come to you for justice?!"

In a word, it was said righteously and awe-inspiringly, and the whole United States interpreted the image of a mother who was forbearant and protective of her daughter.

When the words fell, the others in the courtyard echoed it:

"Hai Dong, this is your fault, Tao Tao is so obedient, how can you do it?"

"Cuijuan has worked hard over the years to teach her children so well, how can you be ruthless as uncles and aunts?"

"Yes, people must know how to be grateful. ”

As soon as Carambola Creek entered the entrance of the stage, he flashed to the corner, and quietly entered the 33rd floor while no one was paying attention.

On the starry sky, the picture moves as you like, and everyone's expressions and conversations are clearly displayed on it.

Seeing this scene and listening to the words that could be true, she couldn't help but sneer.

This woman is so powerful!

No matter what she does, she can always make someone stand up for her, just like now, even if she tears off her gentle and virtuous coat and turns into a beating shrew, she has no image like Yang Silan, there are still so many people who are indignant and upset for her.

"Cheng Cuijuan, you are so despicable!" Yang Silan was accused by so many people, she was so angry that she slapped the ground, glared at Cheng Cuijuan and shouted, "It's obviously you ......"

"What am I talking about?" Cheng Cuijuan intercepted Yang Silan's words, "Silan, I asked myself if there is no place for you, you made a mistake, and you don't repent, now you still want to say that I asked you to do this, right?"

"That's what you asked me to do!" Yang Silan shouted.

"Why should I let you do this?" The tears in Cheng Cuijuan's eyes couldn't fall, and she looked aggrieved and stubborn, "Just because I'm a stepmother?"

"Haixia is here. At that moment, the crowd stirred and made way for a passageway.

Yang Haixia walked in expressionlessly, saw the axe in Yang Haidong's hand, frowned, and strode to Cheng Cuijuan's side.

"Hai Xia. Cheng Cuijuan turned to face Yang Haixia, her arms swinging without a trace, and the bruises on the tears of her clothes were exposed at the right time, and the tears that were about to fall finally fell.

Yang Haixia swept it at a glance, and saw the embarrassment on Cheng Cuijuan's body clearly, his eyes instantly became sharp, he reached out and patted Cheng Cuijuan's arm, stopped her behind him, stood in front and looked at Yang Haidong and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"

A protector's posture......

Carambola Creek subconsciously clenched her fists and took a screenshot of this scene, and the anger in her heart continued to surge.

She was pushed into the water by Yang Silan, he drank and peeled peanuts at home, and he didn't mean justice for her at all.

Now, Cheng Cuijuan came to show her virtuousness, and she was protected by so many people, but he used such a protective posture to protect the woman in front of her.

Hehe, it was in vain for her to think that he still had her daughter in his heart these days, so he accepted Xia Zecheng's arrangement and put down everything in the rangers to go home to protect her for the New Year.

She's really too self-inflicted.

At the bottom of my heart, the little bit of goodwill that I had just accumulated collapsed again.