Yu Ziying laughed angrily, and said a few "yes" angrily: "You have stiff wings now, and you dare to come to brush my face." ”

"I think you want to die with me, if it weren't for you, a disaster star, why would I have been widowed for more than 20 years."

Yu Ziying was so angry that she trembled all over, and her emotions were difficult to restrain from her emotions: "Wen Yabao, this is what you owe to Wen's family, and you owe me!" ”

"You have forced me to do enough for this reason, and my acceptance of the theory of indebtedness does not mean that I have no bottom line to accept your enslavement."

Forcing myself to take a deep breath: "If you don't agree with my proposal, I will ask Old Madam Qiao for an explanation." Old lady, you don't seem to understand that I am the only victim of this matter. ”

Yu Ziying was shocked and held the copper incense burner on the side of the sofa.

Wen Yabao is determined to disobey.

Outside the window, the terrifying white light of lightning flashed, and the eyes of the people who were thundering and rumbling were dazzled.

"If I talk to Mrs. Qiao about getting out of the marriage, as long as I can return Qiao Ran's freedom, she will give me whatever I want. When the old lady Qiao intervened, the old lady might not be able to steal the beams and change the pillars again. ”

Wen Yabao was full of confidence, and after all, he couldn't bear to soften his tone: "Feng Pei is still in my hands, if I refuse to retreat, the fate of Wen Yayan and Ms. Wei will not escape the infamy of the world's harsh criticism after all." ”

"If that's what the old lady wants, when I didn't say anything."

Wen Yabao's last sentence completely angered Yu Ziying.

The copper incense burner held in the palm of his hand suddenly picked it up and threw it towards Wen Yabao, "Get out!" You scourge of the world! ”

Yu Ziying is in Wen Yabao, and she has always resented each other.

Calamity, broom, solitary widow...... These sharp and piercing words, Wen Yabao's ears have long been calloused.

The copper incense burner slammed into Wen Yabao's forehead, and then fell to the floor with a bang.

The hardwood floor was smashed and dented.

Severe pain hit, a warm heat flowed down the forehead, and the eyes were red.

Wen Yabao can understand the pain of the old lady's middle-aged widow.

I understand the heartbreak that the old lady can't distract.

Only let Wen Yayan step on her and help Wei Linglan to be Mrs. Wen, this matter is not discussed.

"Okay, I'll get out!"

Things have developed to this point, even if the old lady is forced to stay, Wen Yabao can't wait to put on her wings and evaporate in the world.

"Three days at most, if you don't change your mind, I'll solve this matter in my own way."

"Get out!"

Yu Ziying grabbed the vase on the table again and threw it towards Wen Yabao without mercy.

The heavy vase slammed into the back of the spine and then fell, gurgling on the floor.

Wen Yabao was in pain, gritted his teeth without pause, and left the old lady's room directly.

The door opened, and Wen Yayan leaned sideways against the wall of the corridor, looking at Wen Yabao gossip with a pair of clear eyes.

I saw blood oozing from Wen Yabao's forehead dripping down the corners of his forehead.

The light-colored pajamas were stained red.

"The old lady is too ruthless, how can I get this wound to leave a scar."

Wen Yayan raised her voice and asked Wang Ma to take a first-aid kit to treat the wound, and took the opportunity to pull Wen Yabao's arm: "I really want to leave a scar, how can my sister expect this beautiful face to make money in the future?" ”

Wen Yayan seemed to have forgotten what happened.

Everything that happened to Wen Yabao at the moment was thanks to Wen Yayan and Ms. Wei's mother and daughter.

The wound on the forehead was numb to pain.

Wen Yayan's outstretched hand, which Wen Yabao avoided, was extremely disgusted: "Don't touch me!" ”

The ice blade-like eyes forced Wen Yayan back.