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Jun Yucheng that smelly thing

When the servants saw Jun Yunshi come out of Jun Yucheng's room with red eyes, she didn't say a word and seemed very unhappy. They thought she had a quarrel with her uncle.

But, I think it’s impossible!

Ever since the uncle and the young lady learned about getting married and having children, they said that what they saw was that the uncle pampered the young lady to the point of being lawless, as if the whole world should listen to the young lady.

How could my uncle make the young lady angry?

However, the lady's eyes were red and she seemed very sad.

"Yeah, I got it."

Xiao Zhe was the first to speak out. After the servant left, he looked down at his wife's red and swollen eyes and coaxed:

"Be good, my wife. Go and finish your meal first. Only after you have eaten can you have the strength to get angry. Your eldest brother is a bad guy, so you can't forgive him so easily. When you are full, come back and sit here and scold him. Only then will you have the strength.

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"Pfft——"

Jun Yunshi was so coaxed by her husband's words that she couldn't help laughing.

He looked up at Xiao Zhe's smiling face and said with a somewhat heavy nasal voice: "Jun Yucheng, that stinky guy, from today on, I will be at odds with him, and you have to stand by my side."

"Of course, you and I are at odds with him!"

In order to make his wife happy, Xiao Zhe even made an oath.

Jun Yunshi seemed satisfied and stood up from the sofa, "I asked my sister-in-law not to forgive him either."

Originally she hoped that her sister-in-law could reconcile with Bingshan Lian, but now she won't even help Bingshan Lian.

That bastard, let him die alone.

She scolded Jun Yucheng again in her heart, and when she walked to the dining table and sat down, she glared at Jun Yucheng fiercely.

Faced with his sister's attitude of treating him as an enemy, Jun Yucheng didn't care.

Because at this time, Young Master Jun is in a very good mood, and he may not even fight back if someone beats him up.

And when everyone gathered at the dining table, the little guy recognized at a glance the smelly old woman who scolded Ji Ran and fainted again that night.

If it hadn't been for Ji Ran, this smelly old woman would have gone to see Grandpa Hell long ago.

The little guy's dissatisfaction with the old lady was particularly obvious, and there was a strong feeling of disgust on his little face. The old lady naturally noticed this.

The brat, who was quite protective of his mother, dared to call her an old woman in front of so many people at their little baby's full moon party, and now he dared to glare at her like this.

The old lady muttered in her heart and stared back.

Smelly old woman, next time you bully my Ji Ran, I wish you will see Grandpa Hell as soon as possible and never come back.

The little guy sat in front of the old lady, pouting and staring at the old lady.

Two pairs of very different black eyes stared at each other, and the atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit strange, like a silent battlefield, with no smoke in sight but murderous intent.

The two sides faced off for a while, and the little guy finally couldn't help but feel his eyes were sore, so he stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes, and looked away from the old lady's face.

He doesn't want to be like a stinky old woman. He has only lived for five years, and this old woman may only have five years left.

The young master cursed the old lady a little evilly in his heart, and began to feel proud.

Afterwards, he sat quietly at the dining table to eat. No matter whose home it was, the young master still looked at ease.


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