Third Master, your painting style is crooked again

Chapter 17 You're just a...

Yuan Feiqian ignored her, turned around and went upstairs.

Yuan Meng shouted sharply: "Yuan Feiqian! You ignore me? What do you think you are? How dare you ignore me!"

Yuan Feiqian looked up and said coldly, "Yuan Meng, don't go too far."

"Too much?" Yuan Meng sneered, looked around, and walked towards a blue and white porcelain vase: "I'm still too much, what can you do to me?"

"Yuanmeng!" Yuan Feiqian's voice was a little higher: "What do you want to do? This is my mother's thing! Don't move!"

"Your mother? Heh~" Yuan Meng sneered, fixed her eyes on Yuan Feiqian, and waved her hand.

The blue and white porcelain vase was swept to the ground, and with a "crash", it shattered into countless pieces.

"What do you think you are? How dare you order me?! How about I just move?" Yuan Meng's contempt and showing off made Yuan Feiqian feel extremely glaring.

The brain was filled with anger at the moment of shock, and the body also took action.

With a "bang", Yuanmeng was kicked to the side of the green plant, knocked over the flower pot, and broke the green plant.

After being shocked, she burst into tears: "Ah!!! Yuan Feiqian! You bitch! Man! How dare you hit me! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Yuanmeng!" A stern snarl stopped Yuanmeng's words, and her crying stopped abruptly.

Yuan Feiqian followed the sound and saw Yang Bisi standing at the door who had already attended the banquet.

Wearing a light purple cheongsam with appropriate shades of makeup, she exudes a bit of the style and charm of the Republic of China era.

But there was a trace of fierceness in the expression on her face, which distorted her whole temperament.

Yuan Meng obviously didn't expect that her mother would go back and come back. After a moment of daze, she realized in an instant and cried harder: "Mom! Look! This little girl Yuan Feiqian! She dared to hit me! She even dared to hit me!" How dare you kick me like this! I'm in so much pain now! Mom, you have to make the decision for me! Woooo..."

Listening to her daughter's words, Yang Bisi watched her climb out of the green flower pot in a panic, and then turned her head to look at Yuan Feiqian, who was streaming down her face.

Raising her hands to brush her hair around her ears, she returned to her usual gentleness: "Qianqian, don't cry, I believe you are not a child who hit someone."

Yuan Meng cried even louder when she heard this: "Mom! Why are you always facing her?! She was the one who beat me, but you still don't make decisions for me! You don't love me anymore!"

Yang Bisi watched her daughter get up in pain, and then looked at Yuan Feiqian, but she did not speak from the beginning to the end.

She just looked at the pieces of blue and white porcelain on the ground in silence, tears streaming down her face.

A faint light flashed in Yang Bisi's eyes, and she said softly: "Qianqian, you are a big sister, don't be fussy with Mengmeng. But if she does something wrong, tell me, and I will ask her to apologize to you."

This was a polite remark, but Yuan Feiqian didn't expect to speak directly: "She broke my mother's blue and white porcelain vase."

Yuan Meng immediately said: "I didn't do it on purpose! I was not careful!"

"You are!" Yuan Feiqian said bluntly, with a bit of disgust: "None of you is qualified to touch my mother's things!"

After finishing speaking, she slowly arranged the blue and white porcelain pieces.

　[In the evening, there are rewards for repaying debts and adding updates]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)