Chapter Forty-Eight: I really can't stand her anymore
After asking, he hung up the phone and glanced at Wen Muyao coldly, Wen Muyao subconsciously took two steps back.
If Yin Xiao wanted to forcibly take her to apologize, she would never give in!
Seeing that she was so stubborn, Yin Xiao said coldly: "I'm going home now, don't try to run away from the apology, since you have done it, you have to bear the consequences." ”
After saying that, he turned around and left the room.
Seeing the door slamming shut, Wen Muyao breathed a sigh of relief.
But......
"Uncle Yin and Mrs. Yin fought?"
She was a little worried.
Uncle Yin is still sick and can't make a big fuss, what if something accidentally happens?
Yin Xiao drove home in a flying car, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw that the living room was in a mess, the floor was full of broken antique jade, the tables and cabinets were all overturned, and there were some torn photos scattered on the floor.
He picked up a photograph of a woman who had been torn apart from the middle, with eyebrows and eyes somewhat similar to Wen Muyao.
His eyes sank, he threw the picture in the trash and strode upstairs.
"Sir, the things in the living room were smashed by Mrs., just now Mrs. found that the master was looking at the old photos, she was so angry that she quarreled with the master, and then grabbed the photos and rushed downstairs, tore all the photos to pieces, and smashed things frantically, and now Mrs. is crying in the room."
Yin Xiao nodded, entered Mrs. Yin's bedroom, and closed the door.
Mrs. Yin sat on the bed, holding an old photo in her hand, and she no longer cried, but the tears on her face were very obvious.
Suddenly, she picked up a pair of scissors and stabbed frantically at the photo: "This old slut! It's been twelve years since he died, and he still hooked his soul! Why didn't she die sooner! ”
"Mother!"
Yin Xiao snatched the scissors from her hand, the scissors were too sharp, and he was afraid that Mrs. Yin would hurt himself.
But this move was not like that at all in Mrs. Yin's eyes, she said angrily: "What are you doing, are you still protecting that woman?" ”
"Yes." There was a sneer in her eyes, "A few years ago, you slept with that old slut's daughter, and you had feelings for her, right?" Neither of you father and son is a good thing! ”
As she spoke, she picked up the belt next to her and pulled her head towards Yin Xiao.
"Mom!"
Yin Xiao didn't dodge immediately, and when Mrs. Yin pumped him, her other hand was still waving scissors, and he was terrified to watch.
Regardless of the pain of the belt on his body, he quickly snatched the scissors and threw them far away at the door.
"Don't make a fuss!"
He reached out again and snatched the belt from Mrs. Yin's hand and threw it to the ground.
"Don't go crazy, okay!"
"What do you say? You say I'm crazy? ”
Madame Yin looked at him with a cloaked head, she didn't look like a bejeweled lady during the day, she looked like a shrew.
She raised her hand and hit Yin Xiao: "You rebel! How dare you say me! ”
Looking at the hand that slapped towards his right cheek, he suddenly thought of Wen Muyao, was Wen Muyao beaten like this during the day?
For some reason, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously held that hand.
"What are you doing! Let go of me! ”
Mrs. Yin struggled wildly, and slapped him several times during the process.
His forehead jumped suddenly, he didn't have the energy to think about Wen Muyao, and said sharply: "You give me a stop!" If you go crazy again, I'll put you in a mental hospital! ”
"You, you rebel-"
"Put me in a mental hospital so I can get that old slut daughter back, right? Your father and son are a raccoon dog! ”
Mrs. Yin screamed sharply, and Yin Xiao's lungs were about to explode.
His mother was a celebrity who was a poet and a scholar, how did she become like this?
His mother was sick, and he was naturally distressed.
It is because of this distress and the grace of childbirth that he still respects his mother even when his mother abuses him all the year round and once takes him to suicide.
But now, he really can't stand her anymore.