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Marriage is natural: the president's husband is too presumptuous! - Chapter 88
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- Chapter 88 - Chapter 88 Who can be cheap over you
Mo Yongzhong has arrived in seventy years of age, and Guan Yongmei, who is holding him beside him, is dressed in a lotus-patterned cheongsam, with white skin, delicate makeup and dignified and beautiful hairstyle, just like Mo Yongzhong looks younger than him by more than 20 years.
As soon as he entered the door, Guan Yongmei shouted, “It’s cold at night in ink. Call him out to me.”
The servant said, “Two little rest in the bedroom.”
Guan Yongmei hooked his mouth coldly and said, “Rest? Don’t pretend to be like me, you go and call him down.”
The servant nodded hastily and headed upstairs.
At this time, Mo Yehan, dressed in household clothes, came down from the upstairs. A pair of lazy and loose appearance, eyebrow eye is very frivolous, completely did not check Yongmei to pay attention.
Guan Yongmei raised his eyebrow and eyes and said, “It’s cold at night in ink. You let my niece be framed, but you spent spring night with the woman who framed her. You simply don’t pay attention to our family.”
The ink night was cold and glanced at her. “Dead woman, shut up.”
“You…” Guan Yongmei was angry, but turned to Mo Yongzhong for help. “Zhong Ge, look at your son. He is so impolite to me. I can’t imagine how he will abuse me when I get old.”
Said, a pair of little wife was wronged, smoke and build up.
Mo Yongzhong was embarrassed and shouted, “It’s cold at night. How can you say Yongmei is also your mother? How can you talk to her with this attitude?”
With a cold smile at night, he walked to the sofa and sank himself.
Knock on your legs and squint at Guan Yongmei. “What’s wrong with this attitude? I didn’t scold her, let alone hit her. Don’t be too polite!”
“You…” Mo Yongzhong short of breath.
Guan Yongmei pursed his mouth and went straight to Mo Yongzhong to complain about his grievance.
“Zhong Ge, you just let him bully me? As you can see, she was the wife of our Mohist school last night.”
Mo Yongzhong’s gentle, tender and spoiled face carefully calmed her mood.
The ink night was cold on one side and looked at them coldly. His eyes were low and he was disgusted.
Er Tilt. Mo Yongzhong said, “It’s cold at night. You see, you are angry with Yongmei. Please apologize to her.”
“Before.” The ink night cold seemed to hear a joke, sneer at it. “Apologize to her, why? Do you think she deserves it?”
Mo Yongzhong’s face was cold. “You can’t regard it as my face.”
“Sorry, I said something wrong, it should be-you are not worthy!”
“You-” Mo Yongzhong was airway.
Guan Yongmei put away his wronged face again and glared angrily at the cold ink night. “You are sorry for our family every month.”
The ink night was cold and leisurely, and walked towards the bar counter in the corner. He poured himself a glass of red wine and tasted it. Only then did he casually say, “You also said that it belongs to your family, not ours!”
Guan Yongmei was choked by this sentence straight roll eyes.
The ink night cold raised his head and swallowed the red wine in the goblet. Put the glass aside, lift your feet and walk upstairs, and said, “I don’t know what the wind is blowing you here today, but I won’t accompany you anyway. You like to sit here and sit, don’t like to sit and walk by yourself, don’t send!”
“It’s cold at night, you stop!” This time, there was no need for Guan Yongmei to comment. Mo Yongzhong shouted angrily first. “We came all the way to see you. Is that your attitude?”
Mo Yehan stood on the stairs and glanced at them from a high position. “Didn’t you come to criticize?”
Mo Yongzhong looked at him and his face flashed over his thoughts.
At that time, Guan Yongmei jumped out, pointed to the tip of Mo Yehan’s nose and scolded, “Where did you hide that little bitch? Little bitch, seduce other people’s husbands and break up other people’s families. If you hand her over, I will definitely make her die well.”
Smell speech, ink night cold whole Zhang Junmei face collapsed.
“If you say that you are cheap, who can be cheaper than you in the whole world?” The ink night was cold with a hum.
Guan Yongmei’s face turned red and white when he was reprimanded.
She angrily let go of her hand holding Mo Yongzhong’s wrist and rushed at it like a madman: “I fought with you today.”
“Xiaomei.” Mo Yongzhong exclaimed that it was too late to stop him.
Ink night cold eyes sink, inside a flash is bloodthirsty killing. Before Guan Yongmei rushed like crazy, he lifted his foot fiercely and headed for Guan Yongmei’s chest.
“Wow-” Guan Yongmei shouted and tumbled down the stairs.
“Xiaomei.” Mo Yongzhong rushed over and hugged her.
“Cough… cough…” Guan Yongmei cough out of breath.
Mo Yongzhong’s angry beard blew straight and shouted, “Rebellious son, are you going to make people die?”
“She just wanted to die, and I wouldn’t agree!” Mo Yehan hated the two people downstairs and said maliciously, “I said that one day, I will personally execute her in the middle of the day!”
“You–”
“Send off guests!”
The ink night cold head also did not return to the study.
Ann Shallow had been hiding in her room. She was not very clear about what had happened downstairs, but there was a noise and the sound of heavy objects rolling down the stairs, accompanied by a shrill scream, crying and cursing.
What the hell happened downstairs?
She wanted to go down and see what was going on. She remembered the warning of the cold night just now. In order to be on the safe side, she was also afraid that her appearance would bring him trouble. She finally refrained from this curiosity.
Finally, it was quiet outside. She also heard the sound of the car leaving from outside. She lay prone on the windowsill. Sure enough, she saw the old car that had just thrown its weight around and slowly drove out of Qingshui Garden.
When I came downstairs, the ink night cold was gone.
Just saw the housekeeper, he took hold of him and asked.
Zhang Bo seemed somewhat embarrassed.
An shallow pretended to be angry and said, “Zhang Bo, I am the wife of the gentleman. How can you still treat me as an outsider?”
Zhang Bo remembered the warning of the cold night in ink that night. He packed up the embarrassment on his face and told her what had just happened.
Ann shallow froze!
It turned out that the person who came just now was the parents of the cold ink night. The shouting was so fierce that it was a fight, right?
Is it true that the parents of the cold ink night came to look for their whereabouts?
Just as she frowned and meditated, Chen Yiwen came.
She greeted her as if she had seen a savior.
“Smell it.”
“Er, big housewife.” Chen Yiwen greeted.
“You quickly go and see the second little. He was beaten by his father, and now he is estimated to feel uncomfortable in his study.” An shallow and serious way.
“Er…” Chen Yiwen finally stopped his impulse to laugh and nodded solemnly: “Well, I’ll go and have a look.”
“Uh-huh.” An shallow also looks dignified.
She would like to go with him, but the study is the “important place” of Qingshui Garden, and she seems unable to get in…