After reading WeChat, Han Jiangxue was about to come out with a belly of national quintessence...

This old dog is shameless!

"Han Jiangxue?"

The old lady is richly dressed, and her instrument is magnificent, although she is old, she is in good spirits, and at first glance she is energetic and full of combat power.

"Yes."

Han Jiangxue raised her eyes to meet her, not stunned at all.

"I heard that last night, you took a large group of people to your mother's house to ask for guilt, and you made her so angry that she didn't sleep all night?" Mrs. Tang's eyes were cold, staring at Han Jiangxue.

The whole body exudes a coercion that seems to be substantial.

"Whether she hasn't slept all night, I don't know." Han Jiangxue said lightly. "But when I left, she was really angry, and she looked like she was going to split the coffee table with her bare hands."

"Do you know what kind of existence your mother is in the capital?"

"Do you know how many people look up to her and worship her?"

"And you, the daughter she conceived and gave birth to in October, disgusted her, insulted her, and trampled on her."

Mrs. Tang put down the teacup, slowly stood up, and stared at Han Jiangxue: "You really have a kind, I like it very much." ”

Mr. Han's expression stiffened and became numb.

Seeing that Mrs. Tang was about to tear her face and go crazy, Mr. Han was going to fight to the end.

Unexpectedly, this old woman plays this one?

"These eight women deserve this retribution!"

Han Jiangxue was even more confused.

Isn't that your own daughter?

Why is this elbow still turning out?

Zhao Changying didn't mind at all.

She broke up with the old woman thirty years ago.

Although there have been occasional movements over the years, they have also been dominated by yin and yang, supplemented by intrigues, and there has never been a warm scene of motherhood and filial piety.

Zhao Changying can even sum up the complex and simple relationship between the old woman and Han Jiangxue in one sentence: the enemy of the enemy is the friend.

It doesn't matter if you recognize this granddaughter or not.

But as long as this granddaughter can disgust Zhao Changying, she is Mrs. Tang's friend.

In the capital, there are not many people who have this energy and this courage to disgust Zhao Changying.

Mrs. Donald has to cherish it.

Han Jiangxue looked at her grandmother in disbelief, and then at Zhao Changying, who had only been torn last night.

She's a bit messy.

For a while, I couldn't tell whether it was friend or foe.

"Sit down, eat and drink whatever you want, just like your own home."

Mrs. Tang waved her hand and motioned for Han Jiangxue to take a seat.

But that gesture doesn't look like a grandmother's enthusiasm for her granddaughter.

even told Mr. Han that when he was his own home, the implication was that this was not your home.

Han Jiangxue's expression was strange, she peeked at Brother Zhang who was standing next to her, and lowered her voice and said, "Brother Zhang, I'm a little stupid, this little old lady, so abstract..."

Brother Zhang squinted and said, "Your mother is also quite abstract..."

Han Jiangxue pouted and said, "I haven't recognized the relatives yet, don't talk nonsense." ”

After taking a seat, Han Jiangxue didn't dare to touch the teacup, for fear of poisoning herself, even if she ordered something else, she would be punished.

"Now that I've entered Beijing, I'll often walk around with your mother in the future." Mrs. Donald said meaningfully. "She has been alone all these years, and there is no one to talk to her."

"I don't need to." Zhao Changying was immediately strangled in the cradle.

Moving around?

That can't be to death?

Of course she knew what the old immortal was thinking, and she wasn't fooled.

"You're cold-blooded." Mrs. Tang glanced at Zhao Changying coldly. "I don't even recognize my own daughter, if I were your daughter, I would have to cut off relations with you."

"It's okay in the first place, but you need to cut it off?" Zhao Changying fought back.

Han Jiangxue listened to the conversation between the mother and daughter, and suddenly felt as if she was an outsider.

I don't even think I should have come.

It's a little disturbing that people's passions are torn...

"Hear me?" Mrs. Tang glanced at Han Jiangxue. "Just this kind of femme fatale, if I were you, I would hate her for the rest of my life."

Xuebao cherry's small mouth is slightly open, and her delicate body is numb.

"You like the Tsunade online, don't you?" Zhao Changying glanced at Mrs. Tang coldly, and then glanced at Han Jiangxue again.

"Let me tell you straight, she will never recognize you as a granddaughter in her life, don't look at her pretending to be kind and generous, in fact, she is acting." Zhao Changying directly thundered and revealed the bottom of Mrs. Tang.

When Mrs. Tang heard this, her face turned cold.

"Although I don't care." Han Jiangxue squinted and asked. "But I'd love to hear this gossip."

Even if the gossip is about yourself, it doesn't matter.

The kite usually dares to take his life to listen to gossip.

Xue Bao was also taken away.

Or, she's a bird herself...

"It's a bit complicated, but it's pretty simple."

Zhao Changying said lightly: "Your grandfather was your grandmother's fiancé. ”

Han Jiangxue's delicate body trembled, and five thunders thundered.

My grandfather and my grandmother were once unmarried?

It's so green...

"It's exciting..."

Brother Zhang muttered to himself, his blood boiling.

This trip was not in vain.