Zhao Mengyi impatiently pushed Zhao Guochun away, frowned and said, "Don't go out, it's cold outside, I'm going to eat now, I can smell it, are you eating?" ”

As he spoke, he was about to go to the restaurant, Zhao Guochun hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Zhao Mengyi, sweating profusely: "We haven't cooked yet, let's go, let's go out to eat!" Go out and eat! Be good—"

Zhao Mengyi glanced at Zhao Guochun suspiciously, and when she saw that he was so anxious, her face turned red, and she said coldly: "Why are you stopping me?" Is there something wrong? ”

Zhao Guochun hurriedly shook his head: "No, no!" ”

Zhao Mengyi squinted her eyes, pushed Zhao Guochun away, and then walked around the living room and into the dining room, and saw her mother Zhao Chunlian standing next to the dining table with red eyes and tears on her face, and the table was full of dishes, which was much richer than she was at home.

And her cousin, Zhao Mengyao, is sitting on the edge of the dining table expressionlessly at this moment, dressed brightly, with a beautiful face, and exuding a pampered temperament all over her body, just like before.

Zhao Mengyi's face was ugly as if she was about to kill, and said coldly: "Yo, who should I be?" What's wrong, Zhao Mengyao, are you still alive? ”

Zhao Mengyao didn't bother to take care of her, turned to Zhao Chunlian and said, "Now that the matter is settled, can you take me to see things now?" ”

Zhao Chunlian hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes, let's go, let's go now." ”

Zhao Mengyao was stopped by Zhao Mengyi, she glanced at the chubby, unsurprisingly good-looking Xuantian at the dining table with contemptuous eyes, and mocked: "Are you taking your husband back to her parents' house?" I really envy you, I married such a good husband at a young age, and I look very rich, but I don't look good, but so what? It's for the money, even if you face such a fat man every day, it doesn't matter—ah! ”

A loud slap rang out. Zhao Chunlian was stunned.

Zhao Mengyi was beaten and tilted her head, a red mark on her face gradually emerged, her eyes were full of shock and anger, and it took her half a day to come back to her senses, and she was about to rush over and fight with Zhao Mengyao hysterically: "You actually dare to beat me?!" Slut, I'll kill you-"

Of course, Xuantian quickly stopped her.

Zhao Mengyao glared at her coldly: "You have done more to me before. If you want to repay you one by one, this slap is obviously not enough. ”

"You—let go of me, ugly bastard!" Zhao Mengyi wanted to push Xuantian away, but her wrist was tightly grasped by him, and the force was so great that she felt that her bones were about to break, and she couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"That slap just now was for my friend, and now this slap-" Zhao Mengyao directly shook her hand and gave her another slap, and the two sides were symmetrical.

"It's for myself."

Zhao Mengyi was stunned. In the past, Zhao Mengyao was silent when she was bullied, but now she is like two people, and she dares to do something to her!? And what did she say? Friend? This ugly bastard, isn't it the one she married?

Zhao Chunlian only mentioned it to her slightly, saying that she had married Zhao Mengyao early. Zhao Mengyi had no idea who she was married to. Now it seems that she is dressed brightly, and she is married well, and she is a little unbalanced in her heart. When I saw Xuantian, I thought it was Zhao Mengyao's husband, so I felt a little better, I married a fat man, even if I was rich, what if I was rich?

But now, everything has turned her perception upside down. The latest chapter of "Forced Marriage: The President's Favorite Wife Routine Deep Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.