"Really? How can you let your son play? I heard that you are short of money when the drama comes? "

"You say my son is a play?" Chu Yiqing’s face turned cold. She didn’t allow people to speak ill of her children.
"Oh, yes, it is. Don’t let people talk?"
"Who talks big in my house?" Weijiang came in in cold and angrily walked towards the white pearl. "Who are you from? Don’t look at what you have raised yourself. Who is qualified to say my son? "
White Pearl is a little confused. This isn’t Chu Yiqing’s husband, is it? Incredibly so handsome and tall? Dressed like a hanger, she doesn’t look old. No wonder her son looks like a man or a woman?
That momentum is even more like the grand atmosphere of the long river and Luo day.
I have to say that what is better than the image of white Weah is … What can appearance represent? People mainly look at their background and wealth, and they are certainly not as good as Weah.
"Are you her husband?"
Wei Jiang looked at her coldly. "Go out and you don’t deserve to ask who I am?"
"Hum a lot." Who is he? Is it a play like his son? She has never heard of it or seen it, and it must be an unknown play.
Weijiang saw that White Pearl was so ignorant that she carried her back collar and threw her out of the door directly.
"Hey, it’s really a small family, so rude, you don’t deserve to be a man."
Weijiang came to throw her out, and the back door heard that she was still scolding him and called again.
White Pearl was shocked by his imposing manner, so she quickly shut up and walked out of here for fear that this man would chase her and hit him, which was too dangerous to be his enemy.
Chu Yiqing actually married such a man. Where is it more fierce than Bai Weah’s obedient and gentle thinking that Chu Yiqing must be devastated by this vicious man every day? Her heart is not cool.
Compared with this, she feels that she is still quite happy.
To hell with Chu Yiqing and her husband.
254 running away
White Pearl panted and ran to the front of the car to see that there was no one chasing after her before she breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to leave the car. When she saw her face changing rapidly, her anger gathered in her chest and broke out.
"Who did this to my car?" The door glass was smashed, and the front hood seemed to be hit by a heavy object and collapsed in.
It’s a broken car, and even if it’s repaired, it can’t be restored to its original state.
This is her new car, and it turned out like this in a flash.
It’s a pity that if there is no one in the compound, she carries a brick and walks in the direction of the living room. She forgets that there is another aggressive Wei Jiang in the room.
Directly slammed the brick on the door.
Wei Jiang and Chu Yiqing didn’t come out, but someone in the back angrily scolded her, "White Pearl, do you know what you are doing?"
White Pearl turned to see that it was White Weah, and he could find it here?
"You come at the right moment. Do you think they smashed my car like this? You have to help me get justice. "
Bai Weah dodged the white pearl to grab his hand. "Go back quickly and don’t make a fool of yourself here."
White Pearl, seeing White Weah, is unwilling to talk to her, and her heart is even more angry.
"I’m still your wife, and you’re talking to someone else. I’m telling you, you miss someone so much that you’ve been married for a long time. That man is much more handsome than you."
She likes the most vicious language to stab Weah.
White Weah indeed as expected face changed.
"I don’t know what you are talking about?"
"You’re still playing dumb when you yell. Her husband is inside. You can see it."
"Come out, Chu Yiqing’s ex-husband is here to rob your wife." White Pearl made her hands into a trumpet and shouted at the room.
White Weah grabbed the white pearl collar and dragged her out.
White Pearl is sad to think that Chu Yiqing’s man insulted her in this way, so forget it. White Weah actually insulted her in this way, and she sneered.
The living room door was beaten, and Weijiang was lazy at the door to meet the rising sun.
How embarrassed the other side is, how successful he will be.
"Ah, it is said that you are brother and sister? Do you still look alike? Do you call this brother and sister or husband and wife in A local dialect? "
Bai Weah put a white pearl in his eyes and stared angrily at Weijiang. This fact has always been that his heart ached and made him feel like a dirty man in front of Chu Yiqing. He let her go when she wanted to leave.
He has always been a man who can endure silence, but at this moment, this statement made him have an impulse. He rushed to Weijiang without saying anything. Who thought that he would choose this barbaric way?
The two wrestled together.
It is obvious that Wei Jiang has practiced his posture and agility, and he can hide his fist with white Weah, but he can’t hide his fist with white Weah. He is not his opponent and Wei Jiang has no mercy. This is why he should have been angry for many years.
Since he married her, why didn’t he treat her well? She suffered so much injustice and almost died. Today, he will get it back for her.
Bai Weah was soon beaten to the ground and couldn’t get up. Bai Pearl felt extremely distressed when she saw Bai Weah being beaten. Bai Weah had her and she could bully others.
She jumped to embrace Bai Weah to accept Weijiang fist.
Weijiang didn’t hit a woman in name, but White Pearl wasn’t a woman. She was a pervert’s house, so he took the opportunity to hit her.
White pearl hurts.
Section 465
"Chu Yiqing, look at your man hitting a woman. How did you find such a fierce man?"
Trees holding Chu Yiqing came out of the room.
The soft voice of "stop fighting" seems to have no power, but it can easily resolve the hostility of Weijiang.
Weijiang took back his hand and the nanny handed it to him and wiped it beside Chu Yiqing. "What did you think before you married such a man?"
Bai Weah froze his body even more. He suddenly had no face to see Chu Yiqing, and now he is even more afraid of such a mess.
He got up and stumbled towards the door without looking back.

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