Han Beier's anger rose in her heart when she heard this. She angrily walked past Dongfang Wei and walked quickly towards the living room.
"Belle! Yurou is spoiled by us, don't be the same as her..." Dongfang Wei saw that the situation was not good, and then chased after her.
In the living room, a beautiful middle-aged woman was sitting on the front seat of the living room. Jiang Yurou stood behind her obediently, beating her shoulders and scolding Han Beier softly.
"It's broad daylight, how come I hear a night owl from a distance? It's so strange!" Han Beier's beautiful eyes were fixed on Jiang Yurou's face, with a sneer on her lips.
No introduction is needed, Fang Qing also knows that the girl who rushed in angrily is Han Beier
Because no stranger has ever been able to break into the main hall of the Oriental Villa like this.
Although she is not in the country, she has long heard of Dongfang Ao's love for Han Beier.
The Dongfang family is a famous family with a long history. In her mind, the ideal candidate for her daughter-in-law is a well-educated, gentle and elegant lady like her goddaughter.
And Han Beier standing in front of her is so beautiful
Fang Qing has always believed that girls who are too beautiful will be a disaster for men.
She didn't want her most beloved and proud son Dongfang Ao to indulge in Han Beier's beauty.
"Mommy! Look, this is how she bullied me these days when you were not at home!" Jiang Yurou's eyes were filled with mist, and she looked like she had suffered a lot of grievances.
"Miss Han, you are a well-known Shuyuan, why do you hurt others when you say something?" Fang Qing raised his eyes slightly and looked at Han Beier. She was very slender, but her movements were very powerful.
"Of course you're welcome to those villains who speak ill of others behind their backs," Han Beier sneered.
"Han Beier! Don't go too far. My mommy has the final say in this family. It's not your turn to act wild!" Jiang Yurou was sarcastic and arrogant.
Han Beier snorted disdainfully, "I'm not interested in showing off to night owls!"
Jiang Yurou's face flushed angrily, and she shook Fang Qing's shoulders reluctantly, "Mommy——, you have seen it. If you don't care about her anymore, this family will probably change hands!"
Fang Qing patted Jiang Yurou's hand on her shoulder, signaling Jiang Yurou to calm down.
