Her scoldings were too sharp, too mean, and too ruthless, and she simply trampled the other person's face under her feet.
These words also struck a chord with the old couple. Their faces turned red and they were so embarrassed that they were so angry that they could not speak.
When Zhu Xiaoting saw this, her eyes lit up and she pushed back fiercely.
"Ye Qingting, don't refuse to drink the toast, eat the fine wine, and the person who is about to die is still so arrogant..."
She hated Ye Qingting for ruining her good deeds, and she wanted to please the old couple, so she worked hard to flatter them.
Qi Rui's eyes turned cold, and his whole body exuded an icy murderous aura.
Qingting smiled faintly, "I have lived a life of arrogance and arrogance all my life, which is very satisfying. Even if I die, I will have no regrets."
Qi Rui's heart ached because he failed to protect her and failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a husband.
"Qingting, don't say that, you won't die."
He won't let her die, he will definitely save her.
His eyes fell on the old couple at Megan's house, thoughtfully.
Qingting saw through his thoughts and sighed softly.
"Either come with me or collect the body for me, your choice."
Everyone was shocked and secretly guessed that they all had their own ideas.
The old lady of Megan's family was originally furious and wanted to kill her, but when she heard these words, she was somehow touched and looked at her blankly.
The old man followed his wife's line of sight and looked at Ye Qingting for the first time. The more he looked at her, the more familiar she looked. He couldn't help but be secretly shocked. These eyes were so similar.
Stubbornness, pride, arrogance, and a fierceness that would rather be broken than destroyed are all the same as a person.
Qi Rui didn't know what others were thinking. He just felt very distressed and sad. He wished he could take his own life, get sick on her behalf, and... die on her behalf.
"You woman, I don't know anyone with this temper, you are so stubborn."
From the moment she appeared at the venue, he knew that he had lost. All her persistence was worth mentioning under her tears.
How could he be willing to let her be humiliated in public?
Qingting heard his helplessness and was in a good mood. She stood on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek gently, smiling naughtily.
"Like my grandfather, Mr. Jiang Chengfeng, the second son of the Jiang family in W City, is a legend."
Ever since she got her grandfather's relics, she has been studying and asking about them. The more she inquired, the more she discovered that her grandfather was a rare and talented person. It was a pity that he died young. God is jealous of talents.
What would it be like if he lived to this day?
At the very least, her mother would not die, Ye Anguo would not dare to treat her badly, and she would not be left alone for more than ten years.
One person's life and death changes the fate of many people.
Why did such a famous figure leave so early?
What a pity that she was not lucky enough to see her grandfather in person.
She was very proud to have such an elder and would talk about it from time to time.
She thought about her grandfather's demeanor back then, but she didn't realize that the old couple beside her seemed to be struck by thunder, as if they were stupid.
The old lady seemed to have been greatly stimulated, her body was shaking, and she asked loudly, "What did you just say? Say it again."
When the old gentleman saw this, he quickly supported his beloved wife, but his face was not good-looking and his expression was extremely complicated.
Qingting rolled his eyes and said with disdain, "Why should I listen to you?"
The old lady rushed over like crazy, grabbed Qingting's arm tightly, and said in a sharp voice, "Say it, say it again."