Hundreds of billions of marriage favors: marry a wealthy young lady

Chapter 1779 Blasphemy
The girl thought bitterly, and seeing a pen in the pen container, she picked up the pen and scribbled on the two photo frames, drawing the deceased mother as a big tabby cat and his girlfriend as a big dog monster.

Putting down the pen, the girl's eyes were dark and cold.

Killed her father, and still want to live a comfortable life with impunity?

Think beautiful!
When going back, Xia Yiyi enthusiastically waved to Mu Rongguang, "Goodbye, Uncle Mu!"

Mu Rongguang was astonished, he had already regained his ignorance!

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In the evening, Mu Jingchen came home very late, and Mu Rongguang was waiting for him.

"came back!"

"Yes." Mu Jingchen went straight back to his room.

"Why don't you stay and have dinner together at noon? What's so important?" Mu Rongguang still complained about this, "The wedding will be held the day after tomorrow. This is the first time your stepmother and younger sister come to eat at home."

"I made an appointment with Xiaoya last week, and I can't miss the appointment."

"Can you tell Xiaoya the truth! Today is such an important occasion..."

"Can they compete with Xiao Ya?" Mu Jingchen sneered, "One is my future wife, and the other two are outsiders I don't even want to know!"

"Jing Chen!" Mu Rongguang was slightly angry.

"I'm tired, I'm going back to my room first." Mu Jingchen went straight upstairs to his room.

Mu Rongguang shook his head helplessly, before he could look up, he heard hurried footsteps going downstairs, turned his head and saw his son who had just left rushing down again, "Jing Chen, what's wrong?"

Mu Jingchen picked up the two photo frames in his hands, no longer caring about his reserve and self-cultivation, and asked angrily, "Who did this?"

Mu Rongguang was stunned for a moment, then looked at the photo frame, "Who painted..." He suddenly laughed, "Hahahaha, maybe that quirky little girl Yiyi did it, what a child!"

Mu Jingchen thought of the girl who had two dimples at the corner of her mouth when she smiled at noon, her eyes shot out a cold murderous look, "Who allowed her to enter my room? Mom has passed away for so many years. Graffiti on the photos of the dead is the greatest blasphemy against the dead!"

"What do you care about with your child?" Mu Rongguang felt that his son was making a big fuss, "Yiyi is only 17 years old this year, and she is still a child."

"17 years old is not young!"

"You are so on-line with a child, what's the matter?"

Mu Jingchen looked at his father expressionlessly, his anger gradually turned into silence, he turned and went upstairs to his room.

Mu Rongguang, who knows his son very well, knows that his son is really angry. He has a very good relationship with his mother. It is no wonder that he is so angry when he scribbles on his mother's photo.

Yiyi this child...

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Xia Yiyi carried her father's portrait into her mother's bedroom, "Mom, I will sleep with you tonight."

Su Xiangqin saw the portrait in her daughter's arms, and felt that if she slept with this portrait for another night, the child in her stomach might be scared to death.

"Yiyi, put back your father's portrait. Your father has passed away. Taking the portrait around like this is disrespectful to the dead."

"Really?" Xia Yiyi pretended to be innocent, "But I want our family to be together."

"Your father's portrait is placed in the living room, and our family is together. Yiyi, listen to my mother's advice, and put your father's portrait back."

The girl seemed to think for a moment, "Mom, you're getting married the day after tomorrow, and I won't be able to sleep with Mom and Dad anymore, so I'll just sleep for the last two nights."

(End of this chapter)