The middle-aged man was shocked and quickly pulled his wife's arm and scolded her: "Stop talking!"
What a pig brain.
They are still counting on their ancestors to help save their son. This woman has offended people to death, so what can she do to save her son!
But the middle-aged woman didn't feel that she had said something wrong. She threw away her husband's hand, looked at Lu Ying sarcastically and said, "What, did I say something wrong?"
"When it comes to her pain, are you scared?"
"It's useless to be afraid. She can't even protect her real grandson. How do you expect her to help us save our son?"
"To say that this big family is really shameless. The money Yiping took back from the company was a lot of filial piety to this ancestor of the Lin family. But what happened? Something happened to Yiping, and she took it all off herself!"
"Bah! Shameless."
Speaking of this, Lu Ying raised her eyebrows slightly: "Honor me?"
She never remembered that she had accepted Lin Yiping's filial piety.
"Butler, is this happening?" She looked at the butler and asked.
Not only did he not receive a penny of Lin Yiping's filial piety, but every time Lin Yiping came, he either cried about being poor or pretended to be pitiful.
In order to send Lin Yiping away, she gave him many red envelopes and red envelopes from her partners.
"Old madam, there is no such thing."
The housekeeper glanced at the middle-aged couple sarcastically: "On the contrary, our Lin family has always helped Lin Yiping."
"You're talking nonsense!"
The middle-aged woman, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, retorted excitedly: "My son has made so much money, but he doesn't even take home a tenth of it. I give the rest to you as a filial piety!"
"Oh, I see, you want to default on the bill."
She suddenly came to her senses and sneered: "Eat everything and then wipe your mouth without recognizing anyone else? How shameless."
"I, the Lin family, still look down on your little money."
Lu Ying sneered coldly and glanced meaningfully at the middle-aged man.
Seeing him lowering his head and not daring to speak, I understood.
If something as good as money is not taken home, it must have a provenance. Where this provenance is is unknown.
"Tsk, tsk... What you say is so good, you really think I am easy to cheat. If the money is not given to you, how can you still run away on your own?"
The middle-aged woman snorted coldly, with strong contempt in her eyes.
I originally thought that if I came to China to seek refuge with my ancestors, I would at least get some protection. Who knows if I will get some protection? I spent a lot of money on filial piety, but it was of no use.
Who are you if you still don’t admit your debt in the end?
"Stop saying a few words!" The middle-aged man finally couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward and grabbed her arm, and reached out to cover her mouth.
This reaction made the middle-aged woman stunned and stared at her husband suspiciously.
Something didn't feel right with him when he talked about the money just now. Could it be...
As soon as she thought about this, she narrowed her eyes and stared at her husband: "Did you take that money?"
The middle-aged man's eyes flickered and he didn't dare to answer.
Seeing this, there is nothing I don’t understand.
"Okay, where did you take it? Tell me! Is there someone outside? Huh?"
The middle-aged woman pinched her waist with one hand and pointed with the other hand at the man who lowered his head and dared not speak: "You heartless thing, I have been working so hard for this family, for you and my son, and you are looking for a vixen outside! Are you worthy of me?
......"
As he said that, he started crying.
The voice was sharp and harsh, and Lu Ying frowned when he heard it.
She frowned and looked at the middle-aged man displeased: "Take your wife and leave my house quickly. If you want to go home, make a fuss."
