Looking down at his hands, Yuan Fei's brows furrowed slightly: "Don't deceive people too much." ”

"What's wrong with me just deceiving people so much?" Yuan Meng shouted sharply: "Yuan is not shallow! Do you dare to argue with me? What do you think you are? How dare you fight me! ”

Yuan Fei raised his eyes and looked over, his eyes were a little red: "Yuan Meng, don't go too far." ”

"Excessive?" Yuan Meng sneered, looked around, and walked to a blue and white porcelain vase: "I'm just too much, what can you do with me?" ”

"Original dream!" Yuan Fei's voice was a few points higher: "What do you want to do?" It's my mom's stuff! Don't move! ”

"Your mother? Heh~" Yuan Meng sneered, his eyes stared at Yuan Feiqian, and he raised his hand and waved.

The blue and white porcelain vase was swept to the ground, and with a "bang", it shattered into countless pieces.

"What do you think you are? Dare to order me?! How about I just move? The disdain and show-off on Yuan Meng's face made Yuan Feiqian feel extremely dazzling.

The brain was filled with anger in a moment of shock, and before it could react, tears rolled down and the body acted.

With a "bang", Yuan Meng was kicked to the green plant on the side, knocking over the flower pot and crushing the green plant.

After being shocked, she burst into tears: "Ah!! It's not shallow! You! Person! How dare you hit me! Woowoo...... What kind of lady do you think you are! You're just a ......."

"Original dream!" A loud shout was intended for the original dream, which also made her crying stop abruptly.

Yuan Fei looked over and saw Yang Bisi, who had already gone to the banquet, standing at the door.

A light purple cheongsam with appropriate makeup made her exude a bit of the style and charm of the Republic of China era.

But the expression on her face had a hint of fierceness, which distorted her whole temperament.

Yuan Meng obviously didn't expect his mother to go and come back, and after being stunned for a moment, he reacted instantly, crying even harder: "Mom! Look! This little jian is not shallow! How dare she hit me! How dare she kick me like that! I'm in so much pain right now! Mom, you're going to call the shots for me! Woohoo......"

Yang Bisi listened to her daughter's words, watched her embarrassed crawl out of the green plant pot, and turned her head to look at Yuan Feiqian, who was in tears.

Raising her hand and brushing the hair around her ear, she returned to her usual gentleness and grace: "Don't cry shallowly, I believe you are not such a child." Mengmeng, don't provoke my sister, such an adult, don't be coquettish here. ”

Yuan Meng heard this and cried even louder: "Mom! Why are you always looking at her?! It's clear that she beat me, and you still don't make the decision for me! You don't love me anymore! ”

Yang Bisi looked at her daughter and got up while talking, and then looked at Yuan Feiqian, but saw that she didn't speak from beginning to end.

She just looked at the blue and white porcelain shards on the ground in silence, and her tears were falling in a stream, which was particularly pitiful.

A glint flashed in Yang Bisi's eyes, and she said softly: "Qianqian, you are a sister, don't worry about it like a dream." But if she does something wrong, you tell me, and I'll ask her to apologize to you. ”

This was a kind word, but I didn't expect Yuan Feiqian to speak directly: "She broke my mother's blue and white porcelain vase." ”

Haramu immediately said, "I didn't mean to! I was careless! ”

"You are!" Yuan Feiqian said very simply, and with a little choked: "None of you are qualified to touch my mother's things!" ”