The farm wife likes to farm

Chapter 282 You are all trash

Chapter 282 You are all trash
The slightly handsome face stared at Su Qingyun ferociously, Fang Huaiyuan snorted fiercely, and mocked: "The wife that the media is marrying? As long as our Su family doesn't recognize you, you will always be just an outcast. Fang Huaiyuan So what if Yishan is your husband? He can also be someone else's husband. Does he dare to disobey the orders of the family?"

Su Qingyun sneered when she heard it, and didn't say anything else, she just looked at Fang Yishan in a blink of an eye, and asked in a low voice: "Is what he said true?"

Fang Yishan's expression at this time can already be described as gloomy and terrifying.

He shook his head at Su Qingyun, took a step forward to hold Su Qingyun's hand, and looked at Fang Huaiyuan calmly with his eyes, but the expression on his face was as cold as ice.

He said in a deep voice word by word: "Fang Huaiyuan, the matter between me and my wife is a family matter, and it is not up to you, a concubine brother, to point fingers, you better recognize your identity!"

"you……"

Fang Huaiyuan was furious, he hated people saying he was a concubine the most, and what he hated the most was Fang Yishan's domination over him.

After taking a few deep breaths, he shook his sleeves, and said with resentment in his eyes: "Fang Yishan, you'd better remember what you said today. I will truthfully report this matter to the old man, and then we will see how you talk to the old man." Confession."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Su Qingyun, and said with disdain and disdain: "It's just a peasant woman in the countryside, and you still treat her as a treasure. It's a shame. If my mother knows it, I don't know how to feel sad."

"Fang Huaiyuan..." Fang Yishan's eyes were gloomy, and the hand hanging by his side was clenched into a fist. If Su Qingyun hadn't grabbed his wrist and signaled him not to be impulsive, he would have gone straight up and punched him.

"What? Did I say something wrong?"

Fang Huaiyuan raised his chin slightly, with a look of embarrassment.

Fang Yishan pursed his lips and let out a low snort: "If you are still a man, you should maintain the demeanor and demeanor that a man should have. Do you know why the old man of the Fang family would do everything possible to find me after I left?"

Fang Huaiyuan: "..."

"Because he knows that you are all trash, and a man who doesn't even have the most basic bearing and demeanor, how can he have the right to inherit the Fang family?"

Fang Yishan snorted coldly and said, "You have hated me since you were a child, but did you ever know that it was because you were too thoughtful, too jealous, and unable to get on the stage, that the old man excluded you first?"

"You...you are talking nonsense..."

When Fang Huaiyuan heard this, his eyes flickered, he was a little guilty and flustered, and after taking a deep breath for a while, he said with a smile on his lips: "In the past two years when you were away, the old man of the Fang family has always handed over the affairs to you in the same way. In my hands, do you think you will have a chance after you go back? Wishful thinking."

"Since you are so afraid of me, why do you need to find me back?"

Fang Yishan pursed his lips, and his tone was flat, with a little mockery: "Or do you have other plans for this trip?"

Like killing him.

Fang Huaiyuan didn't argue with Fang Yishan any more, just now he was just angry because of his indiscretion, but now that he came back to his senses, he just tidied up his clothes leisurely.

He said softly: "What the old man ordered, naturally you must do your best as a brother. But you, the third brother... have defied the old man many times, and you must be prepared for the old man's wrath."

Fang Yishan: "..."

Su Qingyun: "..."

Fang Huaiyuan let go of his harsh words, and left leisurely.

The yard became quiet again.

(End of this chapter)

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