Qian's chest was filled with a breath, unable to go up or down. It felt as if he had been greatly humiliated, and his face turned the color of pig liver.
Who wants that bitchy girl to plead for her? Instead of staying and watching everyone's faces, she might as well go back to the yard and feel comfortable.
With a hint of resentment, Mrs. Qian walked to where Fourth Aunt was sitting under Mr. Qing, and said sternly: "Why don't you get up? Do you want me to sit under you?"
Fourth Yiniang stood up with a smile and said: "Madam, don't be upset, I will give you my seat right now."
As soon as he left the stool, he was pulled by Mr. Qing, "What should I give in to? It's not like there is no place to sit." Then he pointed to the end position and said to Qian: "You can sit there."
Qian's eyes were red with anger, and she looked at Mr. Qing with tears in her eyes. She couldn't believe that he would treat her like this.
Mr. Qing only felt impatient and nervous, and immediately scolded: "Didn't you hear what I said? Is it because you are crying and crying that you are not embarrassed enough or what? If you want to eat, sit down, if you don't want to eat, get out."
Qian's tears immediately fell even more fiercely, and she turned around to leave, but was pulled away by the nanny behind her.
The fourth aunt glanced at Mr. Qian, then she leaned towards Mr. Qing and persuaded him softly: "Master, don't be like this. It's just a position. I just give it to my wife. There's no need to get hurt.
Kind." The voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone in the room to hear, especially Qian.
He immediately pushed away grandma's hand and walked out of the house more firmly.
"Let her go, don't let anyone stop her." Seeing her leaving the table in public without giving him any face, Master Qing's expression suddenly worsened, and he snorted even more ugly: "
With her appearance, how can she have the bearing of a mistress? She comes from a small family and can't get on the stage. Huh! It seems that the mistress of the Qing Mansion must be replaced by someone else. Otherwise, sooner or later, the whole Qing Mansion will have to be the mistress of the house.
If you become unruly and unruly, you will inevitably be laughed at by outsiders."
The last words were enough to show Mr. Qing's anger.
Qian just walked to the door and staggered when she heard the words. Fortunately, the maid and grandma behind her supported her, so she didn't fall. However, she obviously lost her strength.
Mr. Qing actually even said such words as changing his mistress, obviously he completely disliked her. If the other party really did that, what hope would she have in this life? Not to mention, if the third aunt or the fourth aunt did that
Two bitches became mistresses and climbed on top of themselves...
Whenever Qian thinks of this, his whole life becomes gloomy. If that's the case, it would be better to die than live!
Qingrao did not expect Master Qing to say such words, but compared to Qian, her expression was much calmer. After hearing this, she took a cup of hot tea from the maid's hand, walked to Master Qing and said:
"Dad, look what are you talking about? In front of the Ninth Prince, I am not afraid of letting him see the joke. What I did is not right. I will talk to my daughter about her later. It's just that the mistress is so old.
This matter is related to the peace of our entire Qing family. Dad needs to think clearly about it. Mom has taken care of the Qing family these years. Although she has no merit, she has worked hard. Dad and I have been husband and wife for more than ten years. We should not do it for a while.
He was so angry that he hurt the relationship between husband and wife. Let’s just say these things, but we can’t take them seriously. Otherwise, it would be a joke to outsiders.”