"You!" Jiang Shuying's face stiffened when she was choked, and she put the teacup in her hand on the coffee table, a piercing voice sounded in the air, and her tone was full of strong anger, "Ye Yihan, don't be embarrassed, don't think that marrying the young master of the East will climb the high branch and not put me in your eyes, nominally, I am still your mother." ”

She glanced back at her flushed face with anger, and turned to look at her with her hands around her chest for a long time, her titular stepmother, "I can already give you face by standing here and talking to you, why don't I take you in my eyes?" ”

A few servants stood aside to clean up, snickering secretly in private, the only one in the family who can make Jiang Shuying angry like this is this hearty eldest lady.

Jiang Shuying stood up, pointed at the servants, and poured her anger on them, "What are you doing slowly? Don't want to do it here! ”

"And you, Ye Yihan, what did you do when you didn't return last night? You'd better not like fooling around with men like your mother, otherwise Dongfang Hao won't want you, and you won't want to enter the door of the Ye family again. Jiang Shuying's eyes widened, looking at her angrily, that look really wanted to peel her skin.

Ye Yihan's eyes gradually became cold, and the cold coldness was shocking, which actually made Jiang Shuying take a step back with a weak heart, and she warned her, "I don't need you to judge my mother, Mrs. Ye." ”

"Am I not right? Hey, you will still call me in two sentences, it will be great to climb up to Dongfang Hao? I don't know how to climb into his bed and let him marry you, after all, it's not the same as your vixen mother. Jiang Shuying said not taste.

She is an illegitimate daughter under the fence, and it can also be said to be a tool used for business marriage, why was she so lucky to marry the only son of the Eastern Bloc, Master Dongfang?

Ye Yihan stretched out a finger and pointed at her with a warning taste, "I'll say it again, don't talk about my mother." Also, if you have a bad stomach, will you still have me? ”

"How do you speak?" The anger in Jiang Shuying's heart burned non-stop, her face was ugly, and being poked in the sore spot made her reflexively want to raise her hand to hit her.

If she hadn't been pregnant, Ye Tianbai wouldn't have taken Ye Yihan home, but two years after she was brought back, she was pregnant, that is, Ye Rui, the second young master of the Ye family, who is now twelve years old.

Ye Yihan easily grabbed her wrist that was about to fall, and then made her hurt teeth and sharp mouth with a little force, her big eyes flashed with elite light, and she sneered, "It's best not to do it with me, if you don't want to go to the hospital." ”

Shake off her hand in disgust, no longer look at her, and go upstairs, as if there was something very disgusting to her.

Jiang Shuying stomped her foot and let this girl have the upper hand every time! She gritted her teeth, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes.

Returning to her own space, she leaned against the door and slowly slid down, tears falling without warning, soaking her clothes one by one.

She has rarely cried since she was a child, tears are a cheap thing in this cold and unaffectionate home, and she learned taekwondo judo from her master at the age of eight, even if she was beaten all over her body, she did not say a word.

She once naively thought that as long as she was excellent and stood in the envy of others, she could let her father and mother praise her, but the result was ...... Alone, she has long been used to it.

She told herself that even if it hurts, she will endure it, even if she is tired, she will go on, her fists clenched and her fingertips pinched into her palms, don't let her know who the man was last night-