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Chapter 105 The next wife, I want your life (18)

This instantly numbed Chen Yuting's hand.

Mu Yao held the basin and looked at Chen Yuting coldly, "I followed you before, but it doesn't mean I'm a good-tempered person."

"You have been asking for troubles these days and asking for troubles. Do you think I have a good temper, so do you treat me as a trash can to vent your emotions?"

"Chen Yuting, if you dare to attack me, I promise that this pot will fall on your head."

Chen Yuting covered his hand that was hurt by being hit and looked at Mu Yao who was indifferent and cruel. Although he was angry, he had no choice but to do anything. The one he hit just now had not recovered.

Chen Yuting was so angry that his lips were twitching, and he spoke harshly to Mu Yao.

"Mu Yao, I think you are really crazy today. You don't have to continue that month. You will get divorced tomorrow!"

"It's up to you." Mu Yao took the basin and sat down to continue eating.

Seeing Mu Yao's indifferent appearance without any pain, Chen Yuting became even more angry. The violent anger rose from the bottom of his heart, churning and burning him, making him breathless as if a stone was stuffed into his chest.

He can't stay in this family anymore. If he doesn't go out to vent, he will be really angry to death.

Chen Yuting walked down the stairs and couldn't help but raise his foot and kick the sofa hard, originally trying to vent his anger.

As a result, he accidentally kicked his toe, which made him almost scream.

"hiss!"

But he didn't want to be embarrassed to be laughed at by Mu Yao, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it before he didn't scream.

His face turned red and turned into a pig's liver.

Chen Yuting pretended to be careless and turned his head to look at Mu Yao, but found that Mu Yao was eating and looking at her phone, and she was still smiling, not affected by the incident just now.

This made him even more angry. He walked quickly to the door and slammed the door and walked out.

The door was thumped.

Chen Yuting was so angry that he turned around and kicked the door several times, as if to vent his emotions, but also as if to show it to Mu Yao.

Mu Yao raised her eyes and looked at the door that was kicked, rolled her eyes wide, finished eating the last piece of the bowl, got up with her cell phone, and went back to the bedroom.

After kicking the door, Chen Yuting entered the car and sat down.

Just as he was about to drive away, his phone suddenly lit up, and the screen showed a new message from Lu Fei.

Chen Yuting clicked in and saw that Lu Fei had sent him a lot of messages that day.

I kept asking him how he was doing, and I was still caring about whether he was eating or not, caring about his body, comforting him and asking him not to get angry.

Lu Fei's gentle and caring attitude formed a strong contrast and contrast with Mu Yao's coldness and domineeringness just now.

Chen Yuting turned around and looked at the direction of the house, his eyes churning with disdain.

She doesn't care, some people care about him.

What's so cool about Mu Yao? She has been raising him for so long. After divorce, she will be an abandoned woman no one wants.

He had thought she was good before, and felt that he had owed her a lot. He thought about giving her more money when she divorced. Now it seems that all of them are fake. She would not want any of them after the divorce.

Chen Yuting put down his cell phone, started the car, and drove away quickly.

Listening to the sound of the car outside, Mu Yao got up and walked to the window, and she lowered her eyes as the car drove away.

Then I took out a small bottle from my pocket, and the plastic bottle was empty.

Mu Yao raised the small bottle in her hand slightly, smelled the faint fragrance emitted from the bottle, glanced at the car that had already left the community, and her red lips curled up a smug smirk.

The perfume in this small bottle was specially prepared for Chen Yuting. She had just splashed all of it on him while she was pouring water on him.

This perfume itself is non-toxic, but if it has other causes or is mixed with other things, it will be more than just a simple perfume.

And this inducement was Lu Fei.

*

The next morning.

Mu Yao was still sleeping, and suddenly there was a powerful door slap, accompanied by an unheard and harsh shout.

"Mu Yao, come out for me! Come out!"

"Don't hide inside and you know how to sleep. Come out quickly. Have you heard that? If you don't come out again, do you believe me or not..."

The next second, the door was opened from inside. Mu Yao looked at Shen’s mother standing at the door and said angrily, “What are you doing?”

Mother Chen: "You are so embarrassed to ask me what I'm doing? Did you hit my son yesterday? You forced my son to have a home and couldn't go back."

"Mu Yao, who do you think you are? Let me tell you, this is my son's house, and you should leave if you want to leave!"

Faced with Chen’s mother’s accusations, Mu Yao responded without any concession: “Shen Yuting and I haven’t divorced for a day. I am his legal wife. Is there anything wrong with me living here?”

"Besides, Chen Yuting is an adult, with his legs growing on him, so he wants to leave himself."

"If you are really worried about your son so much, then find a rope to tie it to your belt, so that your baby eldest son will not be lost." Mu Yao's tone was filled with undisguised contempt and disgust.

Chen's mother pointed at Mu Yao angrily and continued to scold, "Mu Yao, you really..."

But Mu Yao did not give her this opportunity. She walked two steps in front of Chen's mother and looked at Chen's mother with a cold face.

"I hit him because he attacked me first. According to the law, I am defending myself. But your son hit someone first. This is intentional injury and it is illegal."

"Also, the Shen Group's affairs are so big now that the company and Shen Yuting are notorious. If Chen Yuting takes action to hit me, the domestic violence will spread out."

Mu Yao leaned over slightly, looked at Chen's mother with a smile, and said threatening words in the gentlest tone, "Will you say that the one who is unlucky at that time, or your baby son?"

"You!" Chen's mother was so choked by Mu Yao's words that she couldn't speak.

After two seconds of slowing down, Chen's mother glared at Mu Yao angrily, "Don't try to spread rumors about my son. If you dare to talk nonsense, I will call the police and ask the police to arrest you. If there is no evidence, you will be a false accusation."

"Wow, I'm so scared." Mu Yao pretended to be scared.

But he laughed out loud in a flash, "Not to mention that most netizens are interested in eating melons, no one will be interested in the boring truth."

"Besides, it's a fact that your son hit me. Do you want to call the police? It's just right. Let the police look at the surveillance monitor and know who took the action first."

Just when Shen's mother was panicked and her mouth trembled for a few times and could not speak, Mu Yao vigorously threw the door and closed it.

"Bang!"

The door was thrown up vigorously, and the airflow brought up hit Shen’s mother’s face.

Chen's mother couldn't control Mu Yao, and was thrown into the door again, her face as ugly as if she had eaten a fly.

Although she couldn't tell Mu Yao, she still cursed at Mu Yao in dissatisfaction. She was full of words like Mu Yao and others, and she disliked Mu Yao and didn't know how to be grateful.

Just as Shen’s mother was talking about the joy, the door was suddenly opened again.
Chapter completed!
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