Li Zecheng looked at his heartbroken mother, with huge sorrow in his eyes at that moment.
The entire night, the third lady spent the whole night in overwhelming hatred. She pulled the quilt tightly with both hands, but because she was too hard, her fingers were pale and bloodless. Her face, which was still plump and young, was also distorted by hatred.
Ferocious.
"Zecheng, I'm not willing to give in." She almost gritted her teeth.
"I have been with him for so many years. I have given birth to children for him and have been diligent and thrifty in running the house. Now that I am old, I should be enjoying family happiness. But he betrayed me and destroyed the home I worked so hard to build. I hate him so much."<
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Li Zecheng's throat rolled. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to comfort her.
But at that moment, he inexplicably thought of Qiao An.
When Qiao An was betrayed by him, she secretly cried hysterically in the room. At that time, he couldn't understand her pain. Today, after seeing his mother betrayed by his father, he feels so sad that nothing can be greater than his heart.
The look of death made him instantly understand Qiao An's pain back then.
His heart felt like it was torn in half.
I feel deeply sorry for Qiao An at that time.
"Ze Cheng..." The fire in the third lady's heart was burning brightly. She could not let go until Li Tingfeng's world was turned upside down.
"Call your sister Zayn and ask her to return to China."
Li Zecheng was startled and said, "Mom, our house is in a mess, so we'd better not let my sister know about it."
The third lady said angrily: "I was bullied like this by your father. She is my daughter. She should stand by my side at this time."
Li Zecheng: "..."
He sighed helplessly.
The next morning.
After a whole night of adjustments, the third lady was able to dress neatly, and came out in a show of force to continue fighting openly and secretly with the mistress.
"Sister, I heard that you couldn't think of committing suicide last night? I think you are in good spirits today. I guess you don't really want to die, but just want to take the opportunity to take Ting Feng back? What a pity, even if you want to die, Ting Feng's heart
It's still with me. Last night, he stayed with me all night."
The third lady sneered at her: "Shameless bitch. She went to the main wife's house and kicked her nose in the face."
"You..." The mistress stood up, pointed at the third wife and started scolding: "If you don't look at your face in the mirror, you are old and your appearance is fading. If Tingfeng doesn't love you, you should let go. Why are you still pestering him?
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The third lady was so angry that she rushed over and started fighting with her.
"Smelly bitch, let me tear your mouth apart."
The two women fought fiercely, and the third lady had the upper hand at the beginning. Although the third lady was older, she was famous for her toughness, and she scratched the mistress's face to pieces.
Soon Li Tingfeng came. He hugged the third lady hard, obviously to stop the fight, but he pulled her too far. The mistress kept slapping her face. Soon the third lady's face was bruised and swollen.
There was a lot of noise in the lobby. Li Zecheng ran over quickly and saw that his father was deliberately trying to deflect. He was so angry that he rushed forward and punched his father on the temple.
Li Tingfeng was beaten to the ground and vomited immediately.
The mistress finally calmed down and quickly went to coax Li Tingfeng.
"Tingfeng, what's wrong with you?"
"Zecheng, why did you hit your dad?" Li Tingye scolded angrily.
The third wife defended her son: "He deserves it."
At this time, Li Tingfeng's nose was bleeding. Everyone was afraid that he had made a mistake. No one suddenly remembered that Huo Xiaoran used to be a doctor. They immediately shouted: "Go and invite the fourth brother."
So the servant quickly came to Huo Xiaoran's room and knocked on the door.
Huo Xiaoran took a light nap and woke up leisurely.
Glancing at Qiao An sleeping peacefully in his arms, Huo Xiaoran burst into a happy smile. He gently kissed Qiao An's face before getting up.
He walked to the door, opened it, and scolded him with a dark face: "Keep your voice down. My wife is sleeping."
The servant was slightly stunned.
He smiled and joked: "Fourth Young Master, aren't you married yet? Why did you call me your wife?"
Huo Xiaoran glared at her and said, "It will happen sooner or later."
The servant quickly got down to business: "Fourth Young Master, there was a fight in the lobby. Your third brother was beaten by Young Master Zecheng until his nose bleeds and he vomited. You go and have a look. Don't get concussed."
When Huo Xiaoran heard this, she actually laughed and said, "Is it so lively?"
Seeing his careless look, the servant tried to make the matter as serious as possible: "Your third brother slept with the woman in the outer room last night, which angered the third lady. Early in the morning, the third wife and the woman in the outer room also had a fight.
Both of them have bruises on their noses and swollen faces. Fourth Young Master, would you like to go and have a look?"
Huo Xiaoran said: "What's so good about a pig's head with a bruised nose and swollen face? It's not as good-looking as my sleeping beauty An'an."
After saying that, he turned around and entered the house and closed the door.
The servant was dumbfounded: "Should we go and see this?"
In the room, Qiao An woke up. She may have heard everything the maid said. She curiously asked Huo Xiaoran: "Your brother and sister-in-law are injured. You'd better go and have a look."
Huo Xiaoran looked indifferent: "When the third sister-in-law joined forces with Wei Xin to bully you, she was very proud of herself. Now let her taste the suffering you suffered back then. In my opinion, this is retribution for her."
He didn't go, but Qiao An jumped up from the bed.
"I'm going to join in the fun."
Huo Xiaoran hugged her: "If you want to join in the fun, you have to change your clothes first."
Only then did Qiao An realize that her pajamas were broken.
She looked at Huo Xiaoran speechlessly: "Can you not be so violent next time?"
Huo Xiaoran said gently: "I just care about the fragrance and cherish the jade. As for the clothes, I can't care about them."
Qiao An blushed with embarrassment and hurried to the cloakroom.
Then, it was tragic.
There are only Huo Xiaoran's clothes in the cloakroom.
Qiao An said: "How about I go to Li Zecheng's place to see if there are any clothes I missed before?"
Huo Xiaoran instantly said with a dark face: "Wear mine."
Then take out his small clothes.
Qiao An finally cut off a large section of Huo Xiaoran's sweatpants, put on his black woolen sweater and sweatshirt, and went out.
Huo Xiaoran looked at her back, and the corners of her lips curled up.
When Qiao An came to the lobby, it was already quiet.
Li Tingfeng was lying on the sofa chair, glaring angrily at the third lady. And the woman from the outside room stood next to him, sharing the same hatred with him.
The third lady is not alone, her son Li Zecheng and daughter-in-law Wei Xin are at least on her side.
"I want a divorce. I can't survive this life." Li Tingfeng suddenly said angrily.
The third lady broke down a little when she heard these words, tears streaming down her face.
"I won't leave."
"It's not up to you."
Qiao An tiptoed over, gently pulled up a stool, and sat next to it to watch the fun.
But because her dress was so unusual, many people turned their attention to her.
Li Zecheng felt sour inexplicably when he saw that she was wearing Huo Xiaoran's clothes and they looked so good.
