The teacup in Mrs. Su's hand was not thrown out, she snorted coldly, and said to Su Qianyun, "What can you guarantee?" This matter has nothing to do with you, don't mess around! ”

When Su Daiyun on the side heard this, she stood up, walked over and bent down to pull Su Qianyun's arm, and said with a smile: "Second sister, this matter has nothing to do with you, let's just stand aside and watch!" As he spoke, he was about to pull Su Qianyun away, but Su Qianyun dodged him.

Su Daiyun's beautiful face swelled with a layer of fierceness, but it faded into its original appearance in an instant, and she still smiled and persuaded Su Qianyun: "Second sister, grandmother has said that it is none of your business, don't you kneel here to make her feel distressed?" Can you bear it? Come on, let's get up quickly! ”

Su Qianyun was still unmoved.

The old lady in the hall snorted coldly and said, "Dai Yun, come back!" She was willing to kneel. Then tell her to kneel! ”

When Su Daiyun heard this, she stood up aggrievedly and returned to Mrs. Su to sit down. And Mrs. Su actually reached out and patted her arm for comfort, this scene stunned Su Xiyun, who was kneeling under the hall.

What is a gap? That's the gap! She Su Xiyun fell into the water, she deserved it, ruining her reputation and marrying a fool was deserved; And Su Daiyun fell into the water, cried twice casually and fainted, so there was nothing, and Mrs. Qin's behavior of sending someone to ask for marriage saved her reputation.

In such a short period of time, Su Daiyun regained the favor of Mrs. Su, the supreme ruler of Bofu, and she still lived a prosperous life.

And she, with all her efforts and care, was still inevitably rejected by Mrs. Su in the end.

Su Xiyun smiled bitterly in her heart, she thought that as long as she carefully avoided the plots encountered in the book, she would be able to live a chic and comfortable life in this life, who knew that if this person's heart was deviated, even if you were innocent, she could give you a crime, and the set she pursued would not work here at all.

Suddenly, a hand reached over and squeezed her hand tightly.

Su Xiyun turned her head and saw Su Qianyun looking at her with a gaze that wanted to strangle her, with a look of hatred that could not be made of steel.

Su Xiyun suddenly felt a trace of warmth in her heart.

It turns out that there are still people who are nervous and worried about themselves. Think about Su Qianyun, think about the third lady, the only two relatives she has left in this world are worried about herself, what else does she have to complain about? Others hate her, but she hates them too!

"Look at what you're writing about!" Mrs. Su appeased Su Daiyun, then took out a page from the coffee table and slammed it at Su Xiyun: "You still dare to say that you didn't do anything!" What is it! What kind of mother can give birth to what kind of cheap goods, can you seduce Qin Gongzi? ……”

Old Mrs. Su's anger that had been accumulated for many years suddenly broke out, and she was counting endlessly, but whether it was counting Su Xiyun or the third lady, no one could tell clearly.

Su Xiyun didn't listen to Mrs. Su's abuse, she reached out and took down the paper that Mrs. Su smashed over from her face, spread it out, took a closer look, and then her eyes shot like a knife to Su Daiyun, who was sitting next to Mrs. Su.

Su Daiyun was gloating, and when she met Su Xiyun's cold gaze like a cold wind, she suddenly turned her head a little weakly.

There was nothing else on that page, it was the Tibetan poem that Su Daiyun took out at the flower viewing banquet that day and was ready to frame Su Xiyun. Of course, the handwriting has been replaced by Su Xiyun's.