Guo Biqing couldn't control his behavior in anger, and raised his hand and slapped Tang Dubai.

Tang Dubai was unprepared, she was slapped back two steps, raised her hand and stroked her hot cheeks, and looked at her mother in disbelief, her face was stunned.

This was the first time Guo Biqing had beaten him since he could remember.

And Guo Biqing was also stunned, she trembled and withdrew her equally hot hands, saying that it hurt in her mother's heart, she has raised her son for more than 30 years, and she has never been willing to move a finger, but today she slapped him in the face when there were outsiders.

A man would rather be stabbed in the body than slapped in the face.

Suddenly, even the air seemed to be still.

I don't know how long it took, Guo Biqing closed her eyes in pain, let the tears wash her face, and finally didn't say anything, turned around and left......

Tang Dubai was still standing in place with his face covered, as if he was petrified.

The old housekeeper saw his young lady standing behind his aunt-to-be, and was about to speak, when he saw Xia Ziwei shaking her head at him.

The old housekeeper understood and called softly, "Uncle......"

The old housekeeper was willing, and he deserved to do this for his own young lady.

Tang Dubai relieved himself from his shock and put down his hand, and there was a red palm print on his handsome face.

"Please tell Grandpa Weiwei and them, I have left beforehand, and I will come back next time."

Tang Dubai dropped such a sentence and didn't go back out of the summer garden.

Directly his figure completely disappeared into the night that had just fallen, and the old housekeeper retracted his gaze and shouted to Xia Ziwei, "Miss......"

Xia Ziwei took a deep breath, withdrew her gaze from the vast night, and walked towards the hall without answering the old housekeeper's words.

Things are all like this, is there a future between her and Tang Dubai?

She couldn't have imagined that after she treated Tang Dubai like that, she would still be able to exchange for his sincerity, in fact, she could wake up earlier, and she wouldn't have caused so many troubles.

But who is to blame for all this?

Does creation make people?

Xia Ziwei didn't know, let alone know that this period was already full of holes, and now it was also involved in whether the feelings of the family elders could continue.

Now she just wants to guard the summer garden, guard the summer garden, guard her grandfather, and guard her mother to live with peace of mind, she really doesn't want to toss anymore.

As she was about to reach the hall, she turned around and walked towards the mourning hall.

The old butler sighed heavily, thinking about how to explain it to the master.

In the mourning hall of the Xia Garden, the ancestors of the Xia family are enshrined, and there is the youngest Xia Jinrong.

The high-level cultivator who was invited from the temple beat the wooden fish rhythmically, and recited the scriptures of purifying sentient beings and cleansing the souls in his mouth.

But Liu Yun was still depressed, and stayed aside expressionlessly, not knowing if it was a vegetarian relationship, her face was like a vegetable, and there was no light in her dead eyes, and Xia Ziwei's heart sank again with that desperate look.

The eye sockets are also a little warm.

She approached the mourning hall and choked up, "Mom......"

With this call, a vivid light suddenly flashed in Liu Yun's dead eyes, and her body moved, but it quickly dimmed again, and she returned to that desperate look, and she didn't make a sound, as if she didn't see Xia Ziwei.

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