Chapter 66: Bedside Quarrel

In fact, at Mrs. Wang's age, she is very well maintained.

There is a kind of person for whom time is particularly good. The traces left behind are not vicissitudes of life, not old age, but a grace of years of precipitation and experience.

When they didn't meet, Lei Rongrong was Hua Duo's age, and when she was in the mirror and felt sorry for herself, she often imagined Mrs. Wang's vulgarity and aging. Now I think of those thoughts and I am ashamed to die, looking at the lady who was still careless about herself just now, and now they are all around Mrs. Wang and laughing, Lei Rongrong is more like being stripped of her clothes and thrown on the shallows, and she is ashamed to death.

The relationship is good, and if you want to speak out to ease the atmosphere, more people are standing aside, hanging high and high on your own business, and you can't wait to watch the excitement with Erlang's legs.

Wang Wenyang looked at the little woman in the crook of his arm, her face was pale, and her teeth were biting her tender lips tightly. In the end, it is the woman who is being spoiled at the top of her heart, and she feels pity and guilt in her heart, but she doesn't know what her wife is thinking when she suddenly comes over. If there is a disturbance in public, there are many guests today, not tomorrow morning, the Wang family will definitely be the joke of the whole Shanghai Tang.

"Okay, go upstairs first?" Wang Wenyang tightened the hand that was still on the little girl's waist and begged softly.

Lei Rongrong lowered her head and held back her tears. Grandma used to say, 'Men can be trusted, sows can climb trees.' This Wang Wenyang is also tender and sweet to himself on weekdays, and has been living outside, Lei Rongrong is still Wang Wenyang considerate of himself, who knows that now as soon as the eldest wife appears, this man will not care about himself at all.

Is this the Royal Mansion? Is the hostess here Mrs. Wang? Who organized this banquet?

Surrendering the soldiers without a fight, Mrs. Wang has a good means, she hasn't said a word to herself, Wang Wenyang is going to hide people first.

Lei Rongrong's eyes were red, and she looked at Wang Wenyang's arm heartbrokenly: "Uncle, don't you want me?" ”

The moment I saw Wang Wenyang's iron heart, I couldn't turn it into a finger twist in an instant. wrapped Lei Rongrong in his arms around his arms, and comforted her while stroking her back: "What are you thinking!" You, at a young age, you are easy to be cranky, let me send you up. ”

With a firm attitude, Lei Rongrong understood that Wang Wenyang would not support himself in front of everyone anyway. Originally, this was her first appearance in Shanghai, a damn evil woman, Lei Rongrong gritted her teeth with hatred.

Mrs. Wang, who was hated, did not have the slightest joy of victory in her heart at the moment. Watching Wang Wenyang leave with the young lady in his arms in public, he couldn't hide the coldness and indifference in his heart.

yes, what's the joy of that? Originally, Ming Media was marrying, and it has always been Mrs. Wang who has accompanied Wang Wenyang for many years, but now it has just jumped to a new stage, and even standing in the Ming place to greet guests as 'Mrs. Wang' has to be so thoughtful.

When did justice become a matter of celebration? What Mrs. Wang did today is no different from usual, she hasn't changed, but Wang Wenyang's heart has long been biased.

Before going downstairs again, Lei Rongrong's aggrieved tears fell heavily on Wang Wenyang's heart. Thinking about his little wife, Wang Wenyang was inevitably a little absent-minded when socializing. The little wife organized a banquet, and the eldest wife came to the door with her daughter, and the excitement was not seen, and the nervous gathering emotions suddenly gathered up and dispersed, and everyone was also a little lacking in interest, and soon they left one after another.

Before the incident, Wang Wenyang in the gentle township occasionally thought of his old wife, not without a little guilt. But tonight, he was knocked on the door so unsuspectingly, and in front of outsiders, he didn't understand himself at all. Wang Wenyang was unspeakably disappointed in his wife in his heart, and the little guilt he felt before had already been thrown out of the clouds.

As soon as the guests dispersed, Wang Wenyang didn't even look at Mrs. Wang and Yumo, and lightly ordered the driver: "Send Mrs. and Miss home." ”

Mrs. Wang looked straight at Wang Wenyang, and her fingers were clenched together: "Master, don't you have anything to say?" ”

Wang Yumo, who had been holding back all night, also asked: "Yes, father, who is that little vixen?" Tell her to come down, at our family's banquet, why did she swagger to entertain guests, there was no shame at all. What a shame......"

"Presumptuous!" Wang Wenyang interrupted Wang Yumo's gushing complaints: "She is your aunt and your elder." ”

Mrs. Wang faltered when she listened.

Wang Wenyang had no intention of entanglement, and dropped a sentence: "I will go back tomorrow", snorted coldly and ran upstairs, as for who to find, it was not said at all.

The servants of the small mansion swept their vague gaze over Mrs. Wang's mother and daughter, all of whom were at peace in their hearts. Seeing that the master's posture was to take Miss Lei to heart, he said what his aunt said.

Although it is not enough to say that one person has ascended to heaven, the aunt who lives in the small mansion is favored, and the life of the maid must be no different!

Wang Yumo was half angry to death, but he was afraid of Wang Wenyang's majesty in the past and didn't dare to get angry, so he tried to suppress his temper and went home with Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang fought a battle that was bound to be lost, so why she was physically and mentally exhausted, let's not mention it for the time being. In fact, Mrs. Wang and the others had already gone home, and Wang Wenyang, who was resting in the small mansion, was still standing outside Lei Rongrong's bedroom, and he didn't even enter the door.

"Rongrong, open the door."

"Well, let me in first."

Even though Wang Wenyang stood outside and wore out his three-inch tongue, there was still no movement inside.

Lei Rongrong was angry, she heard it, but she was angry, but she didn't get up and open the door at all.

After soaking for a long time, there was still no response. Wang Wenyang's temper also came up, and he directly called the servant to get the key.

Lei Rongrong heard the sound of the door opening, and still lay on the soft pillow without moving and sulked. According to past experience, Wang Wenyang received nothing more than a change of way to promise to coax himself.

In fact, Wang Wenyang drank a lot of wine in response to the party, and because of this little goblin, he drove his wife and daughter away, and she couldn't go back to her room to sleep well, she had to continue to lose her temper.

With a bang, they were thrown up, and Wang Wenyang suddenly ripped off the silk quilt on Lei Rongrong's body.

Lei Rongrong was angry before, and when she came up, she cried under the quilt, and she hadn't even changed her tulle skirt, which made it convenient for Wang Wenyang, who was angry.

The quilt on her body was lifted, Lei Rongrong was startled, and before she could turn around, Wang Wenyang, who was pressed up, pressed back again: "You still learn not to open the door, do you?" See how I teach you today. ”

Wang Wenyang said, and the fat big hand lifted the gauze skirt without hesitation, and hit it a few times in a row according to the soft meat.