She said, "It’s fine, go rest."
Pei Xinyi obediently stood up, but then heard Pei Ying say, "Zizi will co over tomorrow, prepare more of the things she likes to eat."
Pei Xinyi’s eyes flickered slightly, but she smiled and said, "Okay."
After Pei Xinyi left, Pei Ying gently tapped her fingers on the table, her eyes deep and profound.
No, Lu Yuke cannot be allowed to stay.
Yan Nanxiao dismissed the police, saying only that it was a private matter that needed to be resolved, instructing them to leave and not to speak indiscriminately. The police, being clever, naturally understood what to say and what not to say.
After the police left, Yan Nanxiao returned to the room and saw ng Shujing sitting on the sofa, sneering, "Truly a filial son."
Yan Nanxiao was too lazy to pay attention to her, walked over, and poured a cup of tea to drink, only to find it was cold. He smashed the cup onto the ground in anger. Coming ho, he couldn’t even have a cup of hot tea, what is this woman doing all day?
ng Shujing was startled, and after realizing it, she beca even angrier. She shot up, pointing at his nose and cursed, "Why are you so aggressive? The children are still at ho, if you want to throw a tantrum, do it on the street."
"Can’t even have a cup of hot tea, what kind of wife are you?" Yan Nanxiao roared fiercely, a rare mont of impulsiveness for him, who was mostly silent and cowardly. At this mont, Yan Nanmo seed like he had been ignited.
"Ha, you want soone gentle like fourth sister-in-law, huh? Too bad, I just can’t do it." ng Shujing mocked, "Before talking about others, take a look at yourself, if you were half the man your fourth brother is, I’d be willing to bring you foot wash."
Yan Nanxiao had been stepped on all day; he couldn’t do anything about Grandpa or Ji Yunya, but ng Shujing? What is she? How dare she compare him to his fourth brother? No matter how bad he was, he was still her husband and would not tolerate her pointing at him and cursing.
Yan Nanxiao strode over and slapped her across the face, "Shut up."
ng Shujing had long been disappointed in this man and reflexively slapped him back. The slap was too sudden, leaving Yan Nanxiao stunned. When he realized he had been hit by a woman, rage overtook him, and he reached to choke her neck.
ng Shujing couldn’t withstand a man’s strength and fell on the table. The man’s grip was fierce, his eyes full of malice, wishing to strangle her. She struggled, her limbs flailing, her hands clawing at his hands, her sharp nails leaving bloody streaks on his hand’s back, further provoking the enraged man, causing him to grip tighter.
"You bitch, go die."
ng Shujing’s face slowly turned purple, her breath thinning. She thought mournfully, maybe death would be a release. But what about her three daughters? No, no. Thinking of her three daughters, a surge of strength erged within her. She suddenly raised her hand to claw at Yan Nanxiao’s face, her fingers grazing his eyes, causing him to grimace in pain. He abruptly let go, clutching his eyes, bending over with a painful growl.
ng Shujing took a big gulp of air, then grabbed a vase from the corner and smashed it toward him, "Bastard, you want dead, why don’t you die?"
The vase struck his back, and Yan Nanxiao groaned, suddenly collapsing to the ground, unmoving.
ng Shujing was so frightened she let go, and the vase shattered on the ground into pieces.
Could he be dead?
She had killed soone... She tremblingly reached out her hand, placed it under his nose to check, and suddenly slumped to the ground, breathing a deep sigh of relief.
Thank goodness, he’s still breathing.
She covered her face, laughing and crying at the sa ti.
Qiaoyin outside the door softly asked, "Madam, what happened?"
ng Shujing wiped away her tears, "I’m fine."
She knew she should imdiately take Yan Nanxiao to the hospital, but then the entire Yan family would find out. She couldn’t afford to lose face like that. She flipped out her phone and made a call. She had a classmate who was a doctor; now she could only trouble her.
Late at night, the surroundings were silent. The bright moon hung from the tree branches, watching the shadow swiftly moving towards this side with disdain in its eyes.
Any random stray cos to die.
Mingyue swiftly swept past, and before the other person could even see, they already fainted.
A basin of cold water splashed over them, jolting them awake. The person in black clothing lying on the ground awoke instantly, their eyes squinting from the piercing light, realizing their limbs were bound, heart sinking. Before they could bite their tongue, a hand swiftly reached out, firmly grasping their lower jaw.
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