Tang Zixian was stopped by An Ya, and tried to get close to Tang Feiyu's side several times without success, he scolded Tang Feiyu angrily, "Tang Feiyu, you uneducated wild girl, you dare to beat her and drive her out of the house, my aunt is your elder!" ”

"Tang Feiyu, you poisonous woman!"

"You have bad intentions, you are so vicious!"

Tang Zixian really wanted to teach Tang Feiyu a hard lesson, but he only hit An Ya's body several times, and An Ya was beaten but always protected in front of Tang Feiyu.

…… Tang Feiyu didn't ask Tang Sirong to come over, but Tang Sirong quickly rushed over after learning that Tang Zixian had come to Qiushui Pavilion.

The thin bamboo silk was pumped on the body, and it was really a pain that penetrated into the bones.

Tang Feiyu took the bamboo silk that An Ya had used before, and greeted Tang Zixian unceremoniously, there were so many rooms, Tang Zixian was already entangled with An Ya, and there was nowhere to hide if he wanted to.

Just when Tang Zixian couldn't stand it anymore, let go of his clenched teeth, and let out a howling shout, Tang Sirong rushed to Qiushui Pavilion and came to Tang Feiyu's face, he stretched out his hand and snatched the bamboo silk in Tang Feiyu's hand.

"Yu'er, after all, Zixian is also your younger brother, how can you be so ruthless to him?"

Tang Sirong snatched the bamboo silk in Tang Feiyu's hand, and saw that Tang Zixian's face and neck were drawn out one after another, he was extremely distressed, and his tone of reproaching Tang Feiyu couldn't help but be a lot stiffer.

Tang Feiyu's cold face did not have a trace of emotion, and he didn't look at the drama of Tang Sirong's father and son at all, and only said coldly: "In the end, I didn't really recognize this younger brother. Now it seems that I was really blessed with my soul that day. Otherwise, I was so persecuted by my younger brother and spread it, and I don't know what outsiders would say about the Tang family and me! ”

"What nonsense are you talking about......"

When Tang Zixian heard Tang Feiyu's words, his anger rose again, and he immediately scolded back: "You are lawless, no big or small, you don't know how to be polite, the Tang family has a wicked woman like you, it is really a shame for the Tang family." ”

"Really?"

Tang Feiyu was in a very bad mood, but in the face of Tang Zixian, she pretended to be frivolous and said: "Then let's go out and let outsiders comment on the reasoning to see who lost the face of the Tang family!" ”

What is the cleverness, what is the talent, it turns out that it is all the gold that Master Tang put on the faces of himself and his precious son!

Tang Feiyu smiled coldly in his heart, his eyes swept slightly over Tang Sirong and Tang Zixian's father and son, and then turned his head and didn't look at them again.

"Yu'er, Xian'er is still young, so you don't want to be like a child!"

Tang Sirong was old and slippery, as soon as he heard Tang Feiyu's words, he knew that all the qiē would be unfavorable to Tang Zixian, in order to protect his only son, he had to lower his head and beg Tang Feiyu to let Tang Zixian go.

"Children, they all say that men and women are not at the same table at the age of seven, and Master Tang's good son has reached kindergarten, is he still young? Trespassing on the inner courtyard like this, could it be that Master Tang wants to raise a fat powder boy? ”

Tang Feiyu was unrelenting to Tang Sirong and Tang Zixian, and she couldn't help but think of one thing in her heart: If her mother had given birth to a son back then, would Tang Sirong have ruthlessly dropped a letter of resignation when Weiyuan Houfu was in trouble?