Chapter Thirty-Three You Are Not Allowed To Insult Your Mother
Ding Shaoyu's angry eyes were directed at Ding Shaoze. Ding Shaoyu's face was expressionless and he met his gaze coldly. After an unknown amount of time, Ding Shaoyu looked away and said in a low voice, "Brother, my sister-in-law has not done anything sorry to you!"
"I was watching from behind the window. Of course I know! If she had done something sorry to me, would she still be alive?" Ding Shaoze said coldly, walked over and patted Ding Shaoyu on the shoulder in a brotherly and friendly manner, "
Second brother, thank you for your hard work!"
Ding Shaoyu uncomfortably avoided Ding Shaoze's touch, his face as pale as paper. Su Xiaoxiao looked at the brothers coldly, "Is the performance over? I'm going to go back to bed after the performance!"
Ding Shaoze smiled coldly. Su Xiaoxiao glared at him coldly and turned to leave. However, after stepping out of the room, he turned back and walked straight to Ding Shaoyu. In the doubtful eyes of everyone, he raised his hand and gave Ding Shaoyu a
A crisp slap.
"Ding Shaoyu, you are such a bastard!"
Ding Shaoyu covered his face and lowered his eyes, not daring to look at the furious Su Xiaoxiao. A hurt light seemed to flash in his eyes. Maybe, he could defend himself, but...
Ding Shaoze looked at the beaten Ding Shaoyu coldly, with a trace of pride flashing in his eyes. Su Xiaoxiao walked up to Ding Shaoze and stared coldly into Ding Shaoze's eyes. Under the gaze of those clear eyes, Ding Shaoze was a little panicked.
Su Xiaoxiao sneered, raised his hand and slapped Ding Shaoze involuntarily. Ding Shaoze covered his face and glared angrily at Su Xiaoxiao. He raised his palm and was about to throw it at Su Xiaoxiao's face, "You...you
This bitch dares to hit me?"
"I'm just going to hit you, what do you think? If you dare, let me go!" Su Xiaoxiao raised her face, got close to Ding Shaoze's raised palm, and looked at the glimmer of water in those clear eyes, but Ding Shaoze's palm couldn't hit him.
"What? You won't stop, right? Humph! I will fight with you! Fight until the day you are willing to divorce me!"
"Hunt you off? What a beautiful idea you have! Even if I trap you until you die, I won't let you go! No matter how much I hate you, I will let you die in the Ding family!"
Ding Shaoze covered his face and said through gritted teeth. Su Xiaoxiao snorted coldly, raised her head, and looked at Ding Shaoze with contempt. Ding Shaoze was obviously a head taller than her, but that contemptuous look made Ding Shaoze feel that he was inferior.
"Ding Shaoze, one day you will divorce me!"
Su Xiaoxiao coldly threw away these words, leaving behind Ding Shaoyu who looked disappointed and hurt, and Ding Shaoze who was gritting his teeth, and turned around and left without looking back.
Looking at Su Xiaoxiao's injured figure leaving, Ding Shaoyu's narrow eyes flashed with pain.
Turning his back without looking at Ding Shaoze, who looked grim, he said, "Brother, I owe you what I owe you!"
"Pay off? This can only cancel the debt you incurred when you took that bitch to bed with Qianyun!"
"Brother, you know everything?" Ding Shaoyu looked at Ding Shaoze in shock, and Ding Shaoze smiled coldly, "I know all the disgusting things you did! You are the second brother, you will always be the second brother, the son of the Ding family's concubine! You will always remember
Stop! Don’t bother grabbing things you shouldn’t!”
"Brother, I didn't..."
"Shut up!" Ding Shaoze interrupted Ding Shaoyu's defense coldly, and glanced at Ding Shaoyu's handsome face with disdain, "This face not only looks like the second mother, but also has the same character as the second mother. As long as I, Ding Shaoze, don't die, you, Ding Shaoyu, don't hit me.
What you shouldn’t have!”
"I said I didn't..."
"I know very well whether it's true or not!" Ding Shaoze said these words coldly, and his tall and straight figure quickly disappeared into the vast night.
When Ding Shaoze's figure disappeared, Ding Shaoyu suddenly went crazy and swept all the teacups and teapots on the table to the ground. The tea set was broken into pieces, and the tea overflowed. The night wind blew in from the wide open door, and the teapot flickered in the wind.
Under the candlelight, a hint of deep hatred flashed in Ding Shaoyu's enchanting eyes.
Ding Shaoze, you are not allowed to insult your mother!