Yan Duyu glanced at Yan Jingxue, desperately suppressed the jealousy in her heart, and said in her gentlest voice: "She obviously has a lot of money, but she would rather watch her own uncles and aunts have money than give her uncles and aunts who are willing to support her, I have never seen a woman more ruthless than her heart, she ......"

"Enough!" Han Zuo interrupted her and said coldly: "I've heard of raising my own parents, but I haven't heard of people who have to support my uncles and aunts, don't make excuses for your greed and shamelessness, and don't say bad things about my girlfriend in front of my eyes, I never beat women, but if a woman bullies my woman, I don't mind making an exception." ”

Han Zuo's body exuded a strong cold and sharp momentum, which made Yan Duyu couldn't help but shudder and took a few steps back.

"Yan Tingting, speaking of femme fatales, who compares to you?" Yan Jingxue looked at Yan Duyu sarcastically and said, "You forgot? You dared to push me into the pond at the age of fourteen and almost drowned me, a person who dared to kill people at the age of fourteen actually had the face to say that others were femme fatales, you are so embarrassed to say it! ”

"Don't call me Yan Tingting," Yan Duyu always felt that her name was not good, so she changed it to a particularly poetic Yan Duyu, and now seeing that Yan Jingxue deliberately called her name that she didn't like to hear, she stomped her feet angrily: "Yan Jingxue, the money your parents earn is our entire Yan family, if you don't take it out and let the whole family spend it together, you have to swallow it alone, you will be punished!" ”

"Alright, sister!" Yan Jiye, the son of Yan Laosan, couldn't help but speak: "Why don't you say something reliable?" Such shameless words, you are embarrassed to say it, I am embarrassed to listen to it. ”

Yan Laosan's wife gave Yan Jiye a slap on the back, "How can you talk to your sister?" ”

Yan Jiye was patted and staggered, and rolled his eyes: "Okay, okay, you can be embarrassed as much as you like, I made an appointment with my classmates, you are free." ”

Yan Jiye turned around and left.

Yan Laosan's wife yelled at him angrily: "It's about to eat, why are you going?" ”

"In front of your disgusting face, I don't have any appetite at all," Yan Jiye said without looking back: "You can eat it yourself." ”

Ye Xingbei: "......"

This is what Yan Jingxue said about Yan Laosan's son who hasn't been completely crooked, right?

Although he is still a typical second-year teenager, he doesn't seem to be crooked.

The dark and tall man standing beside Yan's second wife took a step forward, looked at Yan Jingxue and said, "Xiaoxue, I like you, not for your money, I just like you as a person, I am sincere to you." ”

Yan Jingxue looked at him and snorted, "If you are sincere to me, then you should be sincere for my good, stay as far away as you can from me, and don't let me see your disgusting face again!" ”

"You ......" The black-faced man's forehead tendons burst out, and he raised his hand to point at Han Zuo: "Where do you like him?" The little white face who eats soft rice, like a weak chicken, if you marry him, does he satisfy you? ”

"......" the corners of Ye Xingbei's mouth twitched.

Subconsciously patted his chest.

Fortunately, her baby son didn't come along, otherwise it would have been hilarious if she said "My dad can satisfy my mom"!

Gu Junzhu also thought of last night's "crayfish and lobster", smiled, stretched out his hand to wrap around Ye Xingbei's slender waist, took her into his arms, and kissed her ear, "Baby......"