Su Liu turned around and saw Mrs. Chen standing at the door supported by Su Xiao, her slightly pale face full of anger.
Seeing Mrs. Chen coming, everyone in the room looked very unhappy, especially Su Changsheng, who looked disgusted and said impatiently: "What are you doing here?"
"What to do?" Mrs. Chen sneered, walked in, pulled Su Liu behind her, and said, "If I don't come, will I just wait for you to sell my daughter?"
Su Changsheng jumped up: "Whoever wants to sell her is sending her to enjoy happiness. You have long hair but short knowledge. If you don't know, don't talk nonsense."
"Enjoy the blessing? No need." Mrs. Chen snorted coldly, looked at Mrs. Zhou and said, "My sixth son is not so lucky, let Chuntao go."
"Sister, doesn't Cuihua belong to Liu'er? We Chuntao want to contribute to this family, but they don't want her, so there's nothing we can do about it." Ms. Zhou sighed in a pretense of sadness.
"I, Chen Meiniang, have never seen the world again, nor have I ever seen such a large family, not so poor that they can't afford to eat, but a rich man who has to sell his daughter for money." Mrs. Chen glanced at her coldly.
Mrs. Zhou looked at Su Changsheng indifferently and said, "You are selling your daughter for glory, and you are not afraid of being cast aside by the world."
Well done! Su Liu cheered in her heart and looked at Chen. It seemed that the previous incident had made her change. This was a good sign.
Su Changsheng's face became hot when he was told that. Looking at Chen, who had completely changed into a different person, so unfamiliar that it was hard to see clearly. At that moment, he became a little angry and cursed: "What the hell, you..."
"I, Liu'er, won't be a maid. If you want to, you can go." Mrs. Chen quickly cut off his words and said, "As for what you said, get out of the Su family, that's fine."
Chen's words were a bit confusing, and Zhou was also a little confused, but soon it became clear.
"You, Su Changsheng, have never considered my mother and daughter as human beings. If you want us to leave the Su family, fine. Let's make peace with each other, Su Changsheng. I want to make peace with you," said Chen coldly.
Peace and separation?
As soon as these words came out, the whole room became quiet, and only the sound of breathing could be heard one after another. Except for Zhou, no one in the room reacted for a moment.
"Sister-in-law, have you damaged your brain?" Su Jinfeng sarcastically pointed at Chen's forehead tied with a cloth strip. If you hadn't damaged your brain, how could you have such a ridiculous idea?
It's no wonder that Su Jinfeng thinks so. Chen has always been a quiet person and can't even get into a fight. He is as soft as cotton. Now that he suddenly becomes tough, it can only be attributed to his brain damage.
Su Changsheng also came to his senses, got angry again, pointed at Chen and said: "Heli, you have a beautiful idea, but even if I don't want it, Chen Meiniang will only get a letter of divorce." After thinking about it, he felt something was wrong and squinted his eyes.
Said: "Okay, you want to live together with Li and your adulterer, bah! Go ahead and daydream about you! I will drag you to death for the rest of your life."
Chen Meiniang looked at Su Changsheng's distorted and ferocious face, feeling disappointed and disdainful in her heart. How could she have put her heart into such a selfish person?
"Whatever you think, I tell you Su Changsheng, whoever wants to sell my sixth son, I will die with him until death." Mrs. Chen put down the threat indifferently, and then pulled her two daughters: "Let's go.
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Seeing the mother and daughter just walking out of the room, everyone was stunned. Su Jinfeng said to Mr. Su and Mrs. Huang in a daze: "Dad, mother, my sister-in-law's brain is really damaged."
"Let's all go to sleep. It's such a big fuss. Since Su Liu doesn't want to, let's forget about it." Mr. Su still wants to save face. Do you really want to see anyone knowing that he sold his granddaughter to his son to get a wife?
Zhou, on the other hand, looked thoughtful.
The author said that not having an annual pass means he is very sad.
