Chapter 5 Edge

Qiao Yue paused, don't think about it, the person who spoke behind her was her legendary husband, although she hadn't met, she still heard the fat girl say a lot of things about this man every day. Anyway, she is now nominally the wife of the Ye family, if she really abolish this nursing home with this leg, the end will definitely be miserable, confronting the old lady and beating people, just the vicious image of this shrew, in the eyes of Ye Junsheng in the future, it will definitely not be able to be recovered.

In this era, if the daughter-in-law of a big family offends the old lady and dislikes the public, then the days after that will definitely be inferior to the dog, Qiao Yue has traveled north and south in the past three years, but she has seen a lot.

In the flash of light, Qiao Yue instantly analyzed the matter thoroughly, and then quietly glanced at the old lady Ye in front of her left, and saw her looking at herself with a smug expression, as if Qiao Yue's move was completely under her control.

It's a meter! Otherwise, how could she be so calm, choosing to attack herself here, as soon as her mother-in-law came, she howled in such a loud voice, she must have deliberately attracted Ye Junsheng's attention, so that no matter whether she resisted or obeyed, she would be cleaned up by this old lady Ye, who was not a ghost or a ghost.

The second pair who followed behind also pinched the sweat for Mrs. Ye just now, I didn't expect this stupid lady to be so spicy, but at this moment, Ye Junsheng's appearance suddenly turned around, no matter what, today Qiao Yue bumped into the old lady and beat someone unreasonably, it must be difficult to escape the Ye family's family law battle.

Thinking so in her heart, she secretly gave Mrs. Ye a thumbs up: "It's still the old lady who is powerful, and Jiang is really still old and spicy." ”

This subtle psychology, everyone present has their own thoughts, the fat girl is so frightened that the sweat comes out, the fat face becomes iron-blue, if Qiao Yue is scolded by the cane, she will definitely not get good, and a good fight must be indispensable.

Qiao Yue made a move, and sneered in her heart, she has not been in vain in the past three years, if she doesn't let this ghost-faced old lady look at it today, she will definitely want to find trouble for herself in the future.

Seeing that Qiao Yue's left foot was about to kick into the crotch of the nursing home, her body suddenly weakened, the big hand that the nursing home grabbed had stopped in mid-air, Qiao Yue's right index finger raised above her head was originally about to poke his Zhangmen acupoint, but at this time Qiao Yue temporarily changed direction and went directly to the shoulder well point of the nursing home.

With a crisp sound, the shoulder well of the nursing home was hit, and her arm fell weakly, looking from behind, Qiao Yue was like a poor little girl standing in front of this tall man, and she was slapped hard.

The nurse was startled, but he slapped his wife in front of the master, and his body trembled with fright, and he quickly stepped back, looking at his palm in disbelief.

Qiao Yue's body softened, and she immediately collapsed to the ground, with a big palm print on her face, two eyes with tears, and a look of grievance, not to mention how pitiful she was.

She squirmed very hard, crawled several times, and then turned her head, her hair was messy, tears burst out of the embankment, and she said aggrievedly: "Husband, I'm hungry~~~"

Ye Junsheng, twenty-six, nine years older than Qiao Yue, is the master of Ye Mansion, he is seven feet three inches long, Zhu Ting at the corner of his eyes, a purple robe embroidered with auspicious clouds, two bundles of green silk hanging behind his ears, his hair is high and erect, and a few strands of silver can be seen from time to time, his eyebrows are wrinkled, he is a little melancholy, his face is red, he is a little drunk, his eyes are deep, as if there is an endless story to tell, there are bruises on his lips, and the slag that comes out shallowly, with a little maturity and a little decadence.

Just a glance, Qiao Yue has the bottom in his heart, judging from the experience of the past three years, this Ye Junsheng must be an infatuated species, if he is not emotional, he is emotional, and his emotion is rotten, judging from his demeanor and expression, he must be sad for the three wives who died in a row, and he has gray hair at a young age.

Facing Qiao Yue's pitiful gaze, his face was even more sad, thinking of the cruel slap in the nursing home just now, he quickly helped Qiao Yue up in person, and looked at Mrs. Ye with dissatisfaction: "Little lady, what kind of trouble are you doing, is this how our Ye family treats people, don't give food, and beat people?" ”

Old Madam Ye screamed in her heart, secretly screaming carelessly, she didn't expect Qiao Yue to have this hand, she was anxious to think of countermeasures.

Unexpectedly, the mother-in-law behind her was dissatisfied, and stood up and said: "Master, this new lady just owes it to clean up, and she has been in the house for more than a month, and she doesn't ask the old lady to say goodbye, and now she even runs out to fish and sell fish, and the Ye family's face is all lost to her, you didn't see it just now, she still has to beat the old lady, fortunately, there is Geng Nursing Home..."

"Woo~~~" Qiao Yue finally cried out loud, and said weakly: "People say that the Ye family is rich, but it's been a month, I haven't seen a big son, my husband hasn't come to see me, people are bored at home, they go out, they are hungry, they don't have a copper plate in their pockets, they can't even afford a big cake, they don't sell fish, how do you live?"

Thinking of catching more fish, I sold it, and in two days I bought a new set of clothes for my husband and my little lady..."

With Qiao Yue's tears, her trembling voice, and innocent expression, don't listen to her say such distressing words anymore, even a glance at it is unbearable.

Ye Junsheng's eyes turned red, Qiao Yue had passed the door for so long that he hadn't even looked at it, and now that he knew that Qiao Yue had lived so badly in the Ye family, he suddenly felt very guilty in his heart, and he didn't even dare to look at Qiao Yue's eyes.

It's over, it's over, Old Madam Ye screamed in her heart, this time it was the old horse who lost his footing, he was careless for a while, and the defeat was decided.

Only then did I think that Qiao Yue's expenses every month were sent to Ershuangshuang, and Ershuang ran back to report to her for three days, and there was not much time to follow Qiao Yue, but I didn't expect Qiao Yue to have a grudge against her for this little thing.

It's not so much that she is setting up a situation to calculate Qiao Yue, but that Qiao Yue has already dug a pit and is waiting for her to jump.

If you guess correctly, you should say below, "You can't let people say that the dignified Mrs. Ye family can't even afford a cake, ask someone to ask for it, it will definitely be more embarrassing for the lord than selling fish, and the concubine is also for the good of the Ye family." ”

Old Madam Ye thought so.

The fat-faced mother-in-law was so angry that her face turned green, and she couldn't wait to kill Qiao Yue: "When did the Ye family treat you badly, I personally sent the expenses of each month to the second pair of hands, not to mention that you have a meal, you just go and buy the entire restaurant, which is in line with the spirit of Mrs. Ye family." You're good, sell fish, you're justified..."

Qiao Yue cried even more fiercely, she was really bullied, and her body twitched: "Ershuang is a maid sent by the little lady, I don't dare to take her if she doesn't give me money, don't say that I robbed a maid's money, it's even more embarrassing to say it, Mrs. Ye family?" Hehe... I also have to look at the face of a maid, the Ye family has a lot of rules..."

"It's over, it's over!" The two brushes and knelt down, Qiao Yue not only wanted to show the old lady some color, but also to clean her up together.

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