Cheng Huan seemed to hear a joke and sneered several times, "The mistress of the Fu family? Do you really think that if you climb into the bed of Uncle Xiaochen, you will be able to rise to the top and turn the sparrow into a phoenix? ”

Song Yi's smile became more and more charming and good-looking, "It seems to be the case, as for your son, I really have never looked at it, and I can't even compare to a single hair of my fourth master." ”

Cheng Huan's face turned blue, "What did you say, you say it again?" ”

Song Yiyi, "Fu Chen is also frustrated in appearance, temperament is also frustrated, up and down his body, he really can't pick out a trace of merit, just like him, dare to think about the position of the heir of the Fu family, is it worthy?" ”

Cheng Huan struck angrily, staring at Song Yiyi, his eyes were about to burst out, he raised his hand and slapped her, and slapped her with all his strength, "Tian is shameless!" ”

At the moment when Song Yi stretched out his hand to hold her arm, the surrounding air flow suddenly flowed violently, and a hurricane formed, blowing towards Cheng Huan.

There was a loud "pop", which was particularly loud in the night.

Cheng Huan froze there, never thinking that he would slap himself in the face.

I used so much force that half of my arm was numb, and my face was red and painful!

Just in an instant, he was ashamed and annoyed, his face was flushed, his whole body trembled with anger, and he looked at Fu Jin, "Yes... It's you? ”

Fu Jin's voice was cold, "Go by yourself, or I'll send you." ”

Cheng Huan's blood was surging, and he couldn't help but throw the limited edition bag in his hand towards Fu Jin, "Fu Jin, you brute, you actually did it to your sister-in-law!" ”

"You are ungrateful, your uncle and aunt are so good to you, you actually repay them like this, you will be punished!"

Song Yi saw that he was standing there and didn't move, and kicked the bag thrown by Cheng Huan, his movements were neat, "Fourth master, let's go, sister-in-law likes to go crazy, let her continue to roll around at this door, we can't afford to accompany her." ”

Fu Jin looked at Song Yiyi, his eyes were full of pampering, "too." ”

Song Yiyi chuckled.

Fu Jin raised her hand, rubbed her fingertips over her cheek, and then looked at Cheng Huan, her eyes were icy and snowy, she glanced at it warningly, took Song Yiyi's hand, and entered the door.

Cheng Huan couldn't swallow this breath, suddenly thought of the gun he was preparing in the bag, picked up her bag that fell on the ground, touched the gun inside, held it tightly in his hand, glanced at the direction of Song Yiyi and Fu Jin fiercely, stared at their backs, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Fu Jin, a touch of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he pulled the trigger, "Die!" ”

Fu Jin is dead, and Song Yiyi and Fu Xiaosong are not troubled at all.

What can the old man and the old lady do with her?

The Fu family is such a thin person, and it will not all be her son Fu Chen's in the future.

Watching the bullet fly towards Fu Jin's heart, a touch of fanaticism ignited in his eyes.

Then, in the next second, the unthinkable happened.

The moment the bullet was about to hit his suit, it fell on the stone slab on the side, only to spark.

Before Cheng Huan could react, the whole person flew out sideways, crashed into her car not far away, smashed all the bones in her body, lying there, a fishy smell in her throat, spit out a mouthful of blood, couldn't move for a long time, the afterglow of her two eyes, staring at their backs as they disappeared outside the villa, her whole face was miserable white.

This... How is this possible?

Fu Jin: He... Is he really that powerful?

Is it because your hands are shaking and you are going off the rails?