Chapter 895: Being a Qualified Feng Family Woman (22)
One last time, she thought, was the last time she would trouble him again.
"Caritas, send the old lady back!" Feng Hao looked down at the pale, extremely dazed little face in his arms, and said in a deep voice.
"Yes, my lord," Caritas, who was kneeling outside, quickly got up and helped Fujiwara Ka.
With a "ding dong", the scabbard in Fujiwara's hand fell to the floor, her body slanted, and her head surged upward.
"Old lady, old lady, what's wrong with you?" Caritas was startled, and Muzi also stepped forward to hold Fujiwara's other arm.
"Hao, if she doesn't go, I'll go!" Fujiwara's old hoarse voice echoed over the room, and she didn't seem to use any force, but in fact she was already roaring as hard as she could.
Because of the anger, the green tendons on her temples were exposed, and even her hands trembled and clenched into fists.
"Grandma......" Feng Hao let go of Xia Yucheng, stood up and said, "You go back first, we'll talk about it tomorrow." ”
"With me without her, with her without me!" Fujiwara Xiang said categorically, this woman who was fascinated by Feng Hao, she must be driven away, "You can't even give birth to a child, what use are you?"
has lived for dozens of years, and this is the first time that anyone dares to do this to her. Her dignity, her face was all trampled on by this woman.
If she is still by Fenghao's side, won't she be bored for herself?
"I'm not your family's fertility tool, if you like it, then let Li Wanqing be the woman of the Feng family! Xia Yucheng didn't look at them when he spoke, his eyes were staring at a corner of the room, his eyes were a little hollow.
She felt like a big hole in her heart at this time, and she couldn't fill it anymore.
"Get out!" Feng Hao's face was expressionless, as if he hadn't heard what she was saying.
"Xia Yucheng, what kind of ...... are you?"
"I'm nothing, since I'm all so miserable, I broke up with Fenghao. ”
Fujiwara Xiang's eyes narrowed: "Hao, you heard it, I didn't say this." ”
"Caritas ......" Feng Hao suddenly roared irritably, startling several women in the room, and Xia Yucheng's heart couldn't help trembling.
"Old lady, let's go!" Caritas hurriedly grabbed Fujiwara's arm and helped her out.
Of course, Muzi didn't dare to stay for a long time, so he hurriedly asked: "My lord, ...... dinner?"
Feng Hao didn't say a word with a cold face, turned around and shook the low cabinet next to the wall, and the priceless porcelain ornaments on it fell and shattered to the ground.
"My lord......" Muzi bent his legs in fright and knelt down suddenly.
"Get out!"
Muzi didn't dare to say anything more, and hurriedly bowed and retreated.
In the room, Feng Hao's face was gloomy, and his whole body was cold. And Xia Yucheng has been maintaining a posture and has not moved.
The air seemed to freeze, and the two people in the room felt dull and breathless.
After a while, Feng Hao glanced down at Xia Yucheng, remembering the ruthless words she said, the feeling of suffocation made him tear off his tie vigorously, but it still did not relieve the difficulty of not being able to breathe.
He tore off his tie and threw it on the floor, and said in a dumb voice, "Orange, how can you relieve your anger?"
He usually spoils her so much and loves her, and he really raises her temper a little, so he feels that grandma has done something to her today, and it must be difficult for her to calm down that grievance and resentment in her heart.
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