After seeing his strong, cold, and cruel side, she could guess how painful his heart must have been when he compromised with his grandmother for her.

Little by little, she can convince herself to accept all the things that her beloved man has, and even if the whole world spits on him, she will stick to her heart.

But she couldn't watch him get involved in these family trivialities, and for a day she was here, Grandma wouldn't stop looking for her trouble. And Feng Hao will be in a dilemma and entangled.

She doesn't hate anyone, she doesn't blame anyone, whoever stands on this matter is right.

"What's so good about the Feng family? all of them are so cold-blooded, like living in the Middle Ages......" Xia Yucheng raised his chin, looked at Fujiwara Xiang and smiled, "The women of the Feng family, are they all like you? I can't get the love of my husband, but I look forward to being able to be buried together after death...... Moreover, if you don't have love, you have to make your juniors unable to love...... I really don't ......."

"What are you talking about?" Xia Yucheng ......" Fujiwara Xiang was immediately stunned on the spot.

"I said that the women of the Feng family are all **, because they can't get the love of their husbands, so they don't let their sons and grandchildren get love......"

"Are you crazy?" Feng Hao was also stunned, and then a wave of anger surged upward.

Fujiwara Xiang had a cold face, stood up at once, walked outside and took the knife from the knife holder.

"Old lady......"

"Old lady......"

Caritas and Kiko were also stupid and rushed over to hug Fujiwara's legs.

"Let go of me, I'm going to kill this mean woman!" she slammed her knife hard at Caritas and Kiko, and as soon as they let go of their hands, she rushed into the bedroom.

"Get out of the way!" she drew her knife out of its sheath and pointed it at Feng Hao, who was standing in front of Xia Yucheng.

Xia Yucheng sat on the futon, her body in thin pajamas was already cold, and she sat there motionless, like an old monk sitting still.

"Grandma, calm down! If you want to kill her, kill me first!" Feng Hao said in a deep voice, squatted down, and wrapped Xia Yucheng in the quilt.

"God, how could I raise such a grandson as you......? Hea...... How did you hand over the Feng family to such an indisputable thing......" Fujiwara Xiang let go of her right hand, and the knife fell to the floor.

But in the next second, she had already changed the scabbard to her right hand, and smashed it hard towards Xia Yucheng. Hearing the sound of the wind, Feng Hao hugged Xia Yucheng violently, and the scabbard fell fiercely on his back.

His body shook, his arms tightened, and Xia Yucheng was completely protected in his warm and solid embrace.

The scabbard slammed down one by one, and Fujiwara Xiang was full ......of tears while exerting force: "I asked you to protect her, do you want to anger me?"

"Old lady, old lady......" Muzi didn't dare to step forward to persuade her, Caritas pounced, "Old lady, you're hitting an adult! Don't beat ...... Don't hit ......"

"I hit him, this bastard who was stunned by a woman......" Fujiwara Xiang is old after all, and after fighting for a while, she is out of breath.

In fact, she beat Feng Hao, and her heart hurt, but there was no way, she wanted to hit Xia Yu Cheng, but Feng Hao didn't let her!

Xia Yucheng, who was lying in Feng Hao's arms, closed her eyes, since this man met her, she always made trouble for him.

One last time, she thought, was the last time she would trouble him again.

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