"Oh, son, my mother is about to die. She was beaten to death by your wife..."

Jiang's mother fell to the ground again, crying so hard that she snatched the sky and the earth.

Jiang Xianjun quickly bent down and helped her up, held her in her arms, and helped rub her shoulders.

"Mom, how are you? Are you injured..."

As soon as he asked, the sound of smashing and smashing from the room behind him made the mother and son stop at the same time.

The two of them turned their heads together and looked at the main hall where the sound of smashing continued. The same shock and horror appeared on their faces!

Almost at this moment, the feeling of the mother and son being in love with each other erupted like a volcano. One thing happened in their minds at the same time. The words they shouted out were the same: "You can't smash it!"

"Stop!"

Then, Jiang Xianjun didn't care about his mother anymore, so he let go and rushed into the main room behind him, trying to stop Zheng Xiaoqin.

Jiang's mother couldn't control her fallen arms, so she struggled to get up, followed behind and walked into the house with deep and shallow feet.

He was still shouting: "Oh, my family is unfortunate. I married such a shrew. How much money did I spend to waste? I finished the ball and finished the ball..."

However, when the mother and son rushed to the door of the main hall, Zheng Xiaoqin inside was still smashing and smashing like crazy, but the mother and son could hear it and could not get in!

Why?

Because Yang Ruoqing was already alone at the door of the main hall, she could not pass by ten thousand men, let alone just the mother and son?

"Start up!"

Jiang's mother shook her painless arm and screamed in a sharp voice.

Although Jiang Xianjun was also full of anxiety, she did not dare to be like Jiang's mother.

Instead, he bent over and anxiously accompanied Yang Ruoqing to be careful: "Sister Qing'er, please give in, Xiaoqin is smashing things crazy in the house..."

Yang Ruoqing sneered and interrupted Jiang Xianjun directly: "Crazy? Who made Xiaoqin like this? Did you, Jiang Xianjun, have you got a little bit of it?"

Jiang Xianjun was stunned, with his face drooping, and the face on his face twitched.

"Sister Qing'er, I'll explain something to you later. Please let me in. I have to stop her. If you continue like this, I will have to compensate you!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing wrapped her arms around her, her eyebrows were frivolous, and her eyes swept across the mother and son in front of her, all of which were full of contempt.

"What a joke? Isn't this your house? It's your own thing to smash the ears, so how can I pay for this?"

Jiang Xianjun was full of black lines, "Sister Qing'er, I didn't buy this house, it's..."

Jiang's mother slapped Jiang Xianjun's arm hard, intercepted him from behind, and changed her words: "Yes, this is our own house, but so what? Such a good ornament in the house has smashed you

Yang Ruoqing compensated?"

Yang Ruoqing looked at Jiang's mother coldly: "If you don't have money, don't slap your face and pretend to be fat."

Then, she looked at Jiang Xianjun again: "A man, he can make money with the ability. No one can control what kind of mansion you buy!"

"You are not capable, you rely on the money you earn from your wife to rent a house and take your mother to come out to enjoy it secretly. Are you a man? Are you shameless?"

Jiang Xianjun was scolded and blushed, with his eyebrows and eyes down, and could not even raise his head.

Seeing this, Jiang's mother pulled Jiang Xianjun behind her and scolded Yang Ruoqing fiercely: "You have to worry about our family? Don't think that your man is a general, you can trample us to death. , no way!"

"I was pardoned by the emperor, and I am not afraid of you!"

Yang Ruoqing sneered and shook her head, "I'm too lazy to have a quarrel with you, the toxic woman who killed her own man. You are not worthy of being a human being!"

Yang Ruoqing continued to criticize Jiang Xianjun: "Xiaoqin is all about living with you, but you do such a thing on her back. You are really heartless!"

"I can warn you not to think about the child, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Yang Ruoqing grabbed Jiang Xianjun and threw him into the room, "Go in and have a good talk with Xiaoqin. If you dare to touch her, I will peel you off!"

When Jiang Xianjun saw the ruthlessness in Yang Ruoqing's eyes, her scalp became cold, nodded in a mute manner, and staggered into the inner room to find Zheng Xiaoqin.

"I'm going to peel her skin, chop her hands, and ask her to smash things..."

Jiang's mother was still roaring from behind and wanted to enter the house, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

Jiang's mother stretched out her long nails to scratch Yang Ruoqing. Yang Ruoqing easily pressed her hands upside down behind her, crackling a few times, and several long fingernails were overturned, causing Jiang's mother to suck in pain. In the cold air, Yang Ruoqing threw her away, and she swayed her hand and jumped around in pain.

Jiang's mother took out the one she had in the village before, shouted and scolded, trying to attract other tenants who lived nearby, and used the pressure of public opinion to make Yang Ruoqing restrain her momentum.

So, with her hard shouting, this yard was like killing a pig.

According to common sense, the noise here will surely alarm other guests living in the nearby house.

However, the reality is that no one came to look at the fun, and no one came to scold, making quiet quiet...

Yang Ruoqing thought with her little finger and knew that it must be the boss here who was working behind the scenes, so the guests living nearby were so tactful that they couldn't come out and meddle in other people's business.

My mother cried for a while, and she was singing a solo show alone.

Yang Ruoqing hugged her back with her arms against the door frame, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she listened to Jiang's mother's performance leisurely.

She didn't block the other person's mouth, she shouted casually.

But with her here, Jiang's mother would not want to enter this door! She would not want to go in and disturb the couple's conversation.

Jiang's mother tried many times, and without exception, she was expelled back by Yang Ruoqing.

In the end, she had no choice but to jump up and ran to the window of the wing room and warned Jiang Xianjun inside:

"Xianjun, don't be filled with a ecstasy soup by Zheng Xiaoqin. Don't forget your promise to me. You are my son and my life. If you don't care about me, I will die. If I die too, you will be in this world. I'll have no relatives at all. Let's see where you cry..."

Yang Ruoqing tilted her head and shook her head again.

This mother Jiang is so self-righteous that she threatens this kind of family affection.

If it were the past, Jiang Xianjun would probably have done that.

But now it's different.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes turned to the closed door of the east wing again, and she didn't know how the couple was talking!

In the east wing, Jiang Xianjun had just comforted Zheng Xiaoqin who was smashing things.

At this moment, the young couple stood face to face in the middle of the room, at their feet, in a mess!

Zheng Xiaoqin is usually cautious about Jiang Xianjun, and even timid. He is all in his eyes, and he is the god.

When eating, the soup spoon is gently touching the soup bowl.

However, today, she started crazy mode, not only smashed the porcelain that could be smashed in the room, but also cut the pillows on the bed with scissors, pulled out the cotton wool inside and sprinkled the room all over. She and Jiang Xianjun themselves and Jiang Xianjun
Chapter completed!