After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 375 Chapter 375
Chen Moying wanted to laugh angrily.

"For me? What is for me? How have you ever thought about me? How have you ever respected me in all kinds of ways?

He kept saying it was for me, but forced me again and again, how many more times should I say it?Did you hear me?
You only think about yourself, and you only follow your own preferences, as if you have to follow your own wishes in everything, otherwise you will make trouble and make others unable to step down. "

Mrs. Xi was angry: "What are you talking about?"

Chen Moying's face was cold, and her voice was even colder.

"What did I say? What are you talking about?
I said that I don't want to get married and have children, but you insist on pressing me every step of the way. You know the consequences, but you are still self-righteous and go your own way.

Can't tell if someone else wants to leave, it's too hard for someone to let him go.

You really can't see what others mean?You don't care at all, you think what you think is right, and you don't care what others think.

Putting a few big hats on others with a few words, and saying it in public like this is embarrassing for others.

Once things go wrong, they either use their status to oppress others, or threaten their uncle's family, just for their own pleasure.

Does the whole world have to follow your wishes? "

Mrs. Xi covered her heart, and with an ouch, she almost passed out.

"You are such an unfilial son! Are you going to die of anger as a mother?
Do you have to look at our family's generation of descendants before you are satisfied?Who have you relied on for more than twenty years of rich clothing and good food?Are you on your own?

I don't care about others, but you, you are lofty, you only care about yourself, if you are so good, don't ask for a penny from your family if you are capable, just like that, if you can live outside for three days, I will count you as amazing!
I want to see, without the family, without the family's money, what else can you do, what newspaper, what school, you can't even support yourself!

What's the use of raising you if you don't pass on the family line? "

Lin Yin and the others who were listening to the gossip suddenly felt bad.

One couldn't help but chime in.

"A pair of calligraphy and paintings edited by Chief Chen can be sold for a hundred taels of gold. Why can't I support myself?"

Mrs. Xi snorted coldly.

"Golden hundred taels? Where is the golden hundred taels?"

How would you be famous if you didn't rely on your family to build momentum?
Chen Moying's face was ashen: "From now on, I won't use my home again, and I don't want to go back to this home."

When Mrs. Xi heard this, she waved her palm and slapped her.

Zhao Yuanle came to his senses and stretched out his hand to block it.

With a snap, Mrs. Xi felt pain, and her palms turned red.

Zhao Yuanle: "Speak well if you have something to say, don't do anything, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear this slap."

After the words fell, Chen Moying's face was also pale. After taking a quick breath, his eyes darkened and he fell down.

Zhao Yuanle hurriedly caught the fallen Chen Moying.

"Look, you are all dizzy with anger."

Mrs. Xi suddenly panicked.

She looked at the maid next to her.

"Healing Pill!"

The maid ran to the carriage.

Ming Hongyan stretched out his hand, brought the chair next to him, and put it behind Chen Moying. Seeing this, Zhao Yuanle quickly let him go.

Chen Moying clutched her heart, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, her complexion was as white as paper, she didn't know whether it was from pain or anger.

The servant girl came over with the heart-saving pill, and the boy here took water and gave it to Chen Moying to drink.

Mrs. Xi burst into tears immediately.

"I don't want to do it either, I'm so angry, I..."

What would she do if something happened to this son?

Zhao Yuanle looked at the few people who were not moving, and couldn't help but said, "Just look at it like this? Don't do anything?"

Ming Hongyan frowned and shook his head.

"Once his illness flares up, apart from taking some pills to alleviate it, the rest is up to him."

If you make it through, you'll be fine, if you can't make it through, then prepare for the funeral.

Zhao Yuanle: "This..."

She looked helplessly at Chen Moying, who was pale, short of breath and trembling with cold sweat.

Standing beside Zhao Yuanle, Zhao Yuanxi couldn't help but grasp the hem of her clothes.

"It's going to be okay."

She was really afraid of these nobles.

Zhao Yuanle: "It will be fine."

But seeing Chen Moying's uncomfortable appearance, the others were helpless, and she suddenly understood why Chen Moying had no worldly desires and refused to marry a wife and have children.

Ming Hongyan glanced at the onlookers, ordered the red belly to drive them away, and then sent Chen Moying inside.

In the quiet environment, Chen Moying slowly recovered a little.

The bookstore closed the door, Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Yuanxi were waiting inside, Ming Hongyan looked at Chen Moying from the inside.

Mrs. Xi sat in her carriage, waiting the most painfully.

Time slows down at this time.

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help but walked in to see how Chen Moying was doing, but as soon as he reached the door, Ming Hongyan blocked him.

"It's useless to look at it."

Zhao Yuanle: "I know, I'm just a little worried."

Ming Hong said: "Now he probably doesn't want his appearance to be seen."

When he was outside, he endured it like that, but now he is in a lot of embarrassment.

Zhao Yuanle glanced inside beyond Ming Hongyan, sighed helplessly, and said something to the inside.

"The serialized story hasn't been finished yet, and you haven't replaced the poorly polished one, so there's nothing wrong with it."

Ming Hong said: "..."

He felt that Chen Moying might feel even more excited after hearing this.

He stretched out his hand holding the folding fan.

Zhao Yuanle could only sit back again.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a click, and the door inside was opened a crack. Chen Moying was pale and leaned against the door weakly.

Ming Hongyan's brows stretched.

"never mind."

Zhao Yuanle looked over and met the eyes behind the door.

Chen Moying slowly looked away, and a weak voice came from inside.

"You go first."

Ming Hong said, "All?"

Chen Moying: "Let's all go."

Zhao Yuanle: "That won't work, you can't even walk now, it's okay, you can lie down on the chair, and I'll take you and the chair to your destination with my back."

Chen Moying couldn't help but slightly bent the corner of her mouth.

"No need, I'm afraid of heights."

Zhao Yuanle: "Then you should come out first, in case you fall alone."

Before Zhao Yuanle could finish these words, Chen Moying's feet softened and she actually sat on the ground.

Ming Hongyan looked at Zhao Yuanle with a very serious attitude.

"If not, you'd better be quiet first."

Zhao Yuanle: "Well..."

Ming Hongyan looked inside.

"Can you stand up?"

Zhao Yuanle looked at Ming Hongyan.

"Why don't you go in and pick him up?"

Ming Hongyan glanced at Zhao Yuanle and said seriously, "I can't hold it."

Zhao Yuanle: "He's very light."

Ming Hong said, "I'm not recovering from my injury."

Zhao Yuanle: "Not yet?"

What kind of injury hasn't healed after months of recuperation.

Ming Hong said: "It's not good."

Zhao Yuanle frowned, looked behind the door, simply got up, opened the door directly, squatted down in front of Chen Moying, and stretched his hands behind his back.

"Either those people will carry you and send you home, or I will carry you and send you to a place where you can lie next door. Choose one."

(End of this chapter)