Yan Muyu glanced at Yan Jingxue, desperately suppressed the jealousy in her heart, and said in her gentleest voice, "She obviously has a lot of money, but she would rather look at her uncle and aunt who is short of money than to support her uncle and aunt. I have never seen a woman who is more cruel than her."

"Enough," Han Zuo interrupted her and said coldly, "I have heard of raising my parents, and I have never heard of raising my uncles and aunts. Don't make excuses for your greed and shamelessness. Also, don't say bad things about my girlfriend in front of me. I never hit women, but if any woman bullies my woman, I don't mind making an exception."

Han Zuo's body exuded a strong cold and sharp aura, which made Yan Muyu tremble and took a few steps back.

"Yan Tingting, when it comes to the heart of a snake and a scorpion, who can compare with you?" Yan Jingxue looked at Yan Muyu sarcastically and said, "You forgot that you dared to push me into the pond when you were fourteen years old, and almost drowned me. A person who dared to kill someone at the age of fourteen actually has the face to say that someone is a snake and a scorpion heart. You are so embarrassed to say it."

"Don't call me Yan Tingting," Yan Muyu always felt that her name was not nice, so she changed it to Yan Muyu, who was particularly poetic. Now, seeing Yan Jingxue deliberately called the name she didn't like to hear, and stomped her feet in anger. "Yan Jingxue, the money your parents earn is from our entire Yan family. If you don't take it out and let the whole family spend it together, you will suffer retribution."

"Okay, sister." Yan Jiye, the son of the third son of Yan Laosan, couldn't help but say, "Are you okay to say such a shameless thing? You have the nerve to say it, I'm embarrassed to listen."

Yan Lao San’s wife slapped Yan Jiye in the back, “How do you talk to your sister?”

Yan Jiye was photographed and staggered, rolled his eyes, "Okay, okay, you can embarrass your eyes as much as you like, I've made an appointment with classmates, you can do whatever you want."

Yan Jiye turned around and left.

Yan Laosan's wife yelled at him angrily, "It's going to be dinner soon, what are you doing?"

"You disgusting faces, you have no appetite at all," Yan Jiye said without looking back, "You can eat it yourself."

Ye Xingbei ""

This is what Yan Jingxue said about Yan Laosan's son who has not completely fallen.

Although she is still a typical middle school boy, she does not seem to be wrong.

The dark and tall man standing next to Yan Lao Er’s wife took a step forward and looked at Yan Jingxue and said, “Xiaoxue, I like you, either for your money, I just like you, I am sincere to you.”

Yan Jingxue looked at him and snorted, "If you are sincere to me, then you should be sincere for my goodness, go as far as I can, and don't let me see your disgusting face again."

"You" had a big black man's forehead bulge, and raised his hand to Han Zuo. "You have a crush on him, but you are a little white-faced person who is eating soft food, like a weak chicken. If you marry him, will he satisfy you?"

"" Ye Xingbei's mouth twitched.

Subconsciously patted his chest.

Fortunately, her baby son didn't come with her, otherwise it would be lively if she said, "My dad can satisfy my mom."
Chapter completed!