"Now women are becoming more and more shameless, obviously not virgins, and make a fake membrane, Lao Tzu has been through a hundred battles, and he knows the truth and falsehood as soon as he is on it, just that little trick, and he wants to cheat Lao Tzu's money, it is really shameless." When Sun Shaodong passed by Ling Wei and Tong Xiaobei, he pursed his lips and glanced at the two of them with contempt.

Ling Wei's body froze, her eyelashes drooped, and tears fell one by one.

When Tong Xiaobei realized that the man's words were aimed at Ling Wei, the pedestrian had already gone away, Tong Xiaobei stomped his foot and said angrily, "Scum, scum, relying on a few stinky money at home, he doesn't take women seriously!" Vivi, let's call the police......"

Ling Wei shook off Tong Xiaobei's hand vigorously, and shouted excitedly, "I said don't call the police, Tong Xiaobei, I'm not like you, no matter how bad you are, you also have the Mu family to support you, and I, nothing...... Don't worry about my business, I'm in a bad mood right now, so let's go first! ”

Looking at Ling Wei's figure running away quickly, Tong Xiaobei's eyebrows frowned tightly.

Ling Wei in her memory has always been gentle and soft, and she has always spoken softly, and it is the first time Tong Xiaobei has seen a roar like this just now.

Tong Xiaobei doesn't blame Ling Wei, she has suffered so much grievance, and it is reasonable that she is not in love.

……

Back at the Mu family villa, it was almost dawn.

Tong Xiaobei avoided all surveillance and turned over through the fence in the backyard.

Sneaking into the kitchen and seeing the slender figure busy under the light, Tong Xiaobei walked over, hugged Mu Yanrong's waist, and said distressedly, "Mom, I said these jobs, just let me do it, your body is not very good, don't get up too early." ”

Mu Yanrong is the eldest daughter of the Mu family, she eloped with someone when she was twenty years old, and after her beloved died unexpectedly, she returned to the Mu family with a big belly.

It's just that when she came back, everyone in the Mu family looked down on her, and over the years, she had a worse life than a servant.

Mu Yanrong has a slight mental illness, and when her feelings are low, she will take Tong Xiaobei out of anger, and after the fight, she regrets it and feels distressed.

Tong Xiaobei has never complained about Mu Yanrong, living in an environment like the Mu family, it really requires a strong psychological element.

Now she just wants to make use of her own efforts, and after earning enough money, she will take her mother away from this place where she has lived for eighteen years, and still feels strange and cold-blooded.

Mu Yanrong gently patted Tong Xiaobei's little hand and said with a smile, "Didn't you go to Phuket with your classmates to play?" Why did you come back so soon? ”

Tong Xiaobei leaned his chin on Mu Yanrong's shoulder, and his mouth showed two cute little pear snails, "I miss my mother so much!" ”

"You kid, you're getting more and more coquettish, I think you rushed back overnight, hurry up and rest, and I'll call you when breakfast is ready."

"Mom, you're the one who should rest! It's not that the Mu family doesn't have no servants, but you see, now the servants don't take our mother and daughter seriously, they should make breakfast, but now they want us to make it, it's too bullying—"

Before Tong Xiaobei finished speaking, he was covered by Mu Yanrong's mouth, "Shh, you be quiet, don't let people hear, just do some housework, mom is fine, as long as you can go to school and have a chance, it's worth it for mom to suffer no matter how much grievances she suffers-"

Tong Xiaobei's nose was sour, she raised her head, not letting the uncomfortable tears fall, and said in a slightly choked voice, "Mom, I won't say it, I'll help you make breakfast together!" ”

It was not that she had not stood up for her mother before, but in exchange for the Mu family's intensified torture of her mother.

In this family, she can only put away the thorns all over her body, like a gas bag, and live a life of grievances