[Chapter Word Count: 2053 Last Updated: 2014-10-2208:00:00.0]

Cong Jiajia slept in Cheng Nanwei's house the second night, somewhat adapted, slept until dawn, and when she went downstairs, the downstairs was empty, Cheng Nanwei left a note for her, saying that he had an important meeting in the morning, an early departure meeting, and a driver would take her to school later, and breakfast was in the pot.

Yes, such a husband is really reliable, Cong Jiajia snapped her fingers, she suddenly felt that her life was very happy, the man was excellent and considerate, she could be a fox and a fake tiger, and there were countless banknotes waiting for her to dominate, Emma, such a life was simply perfect to death!

Cong Jiajia walked into the kitchen, took out the porridge, side dishes and xiaolongbaozi, sat at the dining table and was just about to eat, when the doorbell rang at home.

She remembered yesterday's early morning fright, remembered Xue Jiali, was a little scared, tiptoed to the door, leaned on the doorbell and looked out, and saw a graceful middle-aged beautiful woman standing outside the door, followed by a tall, ordinary-looking maid-like woman.

Cong Jiajia put her mind at ease, opened the door, and asked with a smile, "Who are you looking for?" ”

The middle-aged beauty looked at Cong Jiajia's face, her expression changed significantly, and she stared at Cong Jiajia for a long time before she said in a cold tone: "I'm looking for my son, Cheng Nanwei." ”

"Ahh Cong Jiajia was a little embarrassed, it turned out that it was her mother-in-law who came to the door, she was a little at a loss, and said with a smiling face: "Please speak, please speak!" ”

Dong Zheming, who has a luxurious temperament and proper maintenance, glanced at Cong Jiajia disdainfully, and his tone was quite unpolite, "This is my son's home, I can enter if I want to, what kind of person are you, do you need to invite you!" ”

Cong Jiajia froze, why is this old woman so rude, if she wasn't Cheng Nanwei's mother, she would really turn her face!

Dong Zheming walked in with the maid very imposingly and sat on the sofa.

Cong Jiajia took a breath, swallowed her anger, went into the kitchen to bring tea to the two ladies, and brought it to them.

"You don't have to please me, no matter what you do, it's useless, I won't let my son marry you." Dong Zheming looked at Cong Jiajia contemptuously.

Cong Jiajia couldn't hold back her temper anymore, raised her eyes and met Dong Zheming's eyes coldly, "Madam, let me tell you, first, I serve you tea and pour water because you are older than me, I respect you, and I definitely don't want to please you; Second, it's not me crying and shouting that I want to marry your son, it's your son who wants to marry me! ”

From the first photo, Cong Jiajia realized that Dong Zheming didn't like her, this dislike was not the dislike of the difference in status, but the hostility that seeped out of her bones, Cong Jiajia didn't know how she offended Dong Zheming, so that she looked at herself as if she was looking at a bitter enemy, swishing out of the cracks in her bones and swishing out of her bones.

Cong Jiajia knew that no matter how much she tried to please this woman, she didn't have it.

Dong Zheming hates others to say that she is old, two beautiful willow eyebrows are twisted, she forgets her demeanor and cultivation, and there is a sneer in her eyes, "What kind of dream are you a fox fox, my son will fall in love with you, it's really beyond my strength!" ”

Cong Jiajia smiled and pulled the clothes on her body, "Look, this is what your son bought for me!" Pointing to the food on the kitchen table, "That's what your son made for me, right......" She ran to rummage through her bag again, and took out two Swiss bank platinum cards, "This is what your son gave me to spend, oh, I can't help it, I'm a fox, I've already dizzy your son!" ”

Dong Zheming was so angry that his fair face turned red, and he pointed his finger at Cong Jiajia's head, "You shameless woman, maybe you used some shady means to deceive my son, and then you think you can entangle him and marry a family!" Stop dreaming! You think my son bought you two clothes, and the two bank cards are good for you, it's ridiculous, we don't lack these little money at home, and the price of sending the lady on weekdays is also this price! ”

Cong Jiajia pushed Dong Zheming's fingers on his head away, with an awe-inspiring expression, "I don't know why you look down on me, I don't know why you are so old, what kind of crazy you suddenly are, but I sue you, you humiliated me, and you are also humiliating your own son, I am a vixen, your son is good with me, then he is not a good thing, your son was born by you, this proves that you are not a good thing either......"

"You ......" Dong Zheming was so angry that blood gushed upward, and he suddenly raised his hand and slapped Cong Jiajia.

Cong Jiajia was dizzy from this abrupt slap, and there was a hot pain in her cheeks, which made her ignore everything and curl her fingers, "You old crazy woman, you actually beat me!" She raised her hand to point at Dong Zheming.

At this moment, the body of the maid-like woman behind Dong Zheming shook, suddenly flashed in front of Cong Jiajia, twisted Cong Jiajia's arm hard, cut her back, and Cong Jiajia screamed in pain, only then did she know that the woman was not a servant, but Dong Zheming's bodyguard.

Just when the female bodyguard raised her hand and wanted to give Cong Jiajia some more hardship, another person suddenly flashed into the room, the action was even more rapid and sharp, and the big hand was raised, and Cong Jiajia was rescued from the female bodyguard, and the figure shook, and the female bodyguard was neatly thrown out of the living room by him, and snorted.

"Jiajia, are you okay?" Cheng Nanwei had a gloomy face, frowned, and straightened Cong Jiajia's arm.

Cong Jiajia looked at Cheng Nanwei who suddenly appeared in front of her, and the anger, shame, and grievances of the morning turned into tears, and she cried with a 'wow'.

Cheng Nanwei was most afraid that Cong Jiajia would cry, so he hugged her and coaxed her again and again, "Okay, don't cry, it's okay......"

Dong Zheming didn't expect his son to go and come back, looking at Cheng Nanwei who suddenly appeared a little surprised, seeing Cheng Nanwei hugging Cong Jiajia and coaxing him very distressedly, he couldn't help but be annoyed, and said in a stern voice: "Nanwei, this woman dares to scold me and beat me, you still don't kick her out!" ”

Cheng Nanwei furrowed his eyebrows and looked at his mother with a headache, "Mom, why didn't you say hello in advance when you came to my house, how could you casually beat someone?" ”

Dong Zheming snorted coldly, "If I don't come to your house again, you may do something ridiculous!" Besides, I'm hitting a shameless vixen, not a human! ”

Cheng Nanwei saw that his mother was so unreasonable, his face was silent, but there was fire in his heart, and his tone was a little stiff when he spoke, "Mom, it's already messy enough here today, you go home first, and I'll talk to you in detail in the afternoon." ”

"No way!" Dong Zheming looked at Cong Jiajia's eyes rubbing with fire, his mouth was not his mouth, his face was not his face, "Nanwei, you just get this vixen out for me now, I will never let you marry her......"

"Mom!" Cheng Nanwei didn't know why his mother rejected Cong Jiajia so much, but it was wrong for her mother to be so rude and aggressive, "How can you talk like this?" ”