Concubine forced marriage: Six-finger princess

Chapter 238 The Dead Witch

Breathing hard, after a while, Shui Xinrong felt comfortable and angrily said to her: "You...you dead witch..."

"What did you say?" Huang Matchmaker turned cold and put her hands on her hips.

"Dead witch, dead witch," Shui Xinrong cursed bitterly while rubbing her painful neck.

"You..." Looking at Xu Ping in a blink of an eye, she saw a faint smile on her face and an indifference in her words, "Huang Matchmaker, you are lucky to meet this girl. The next thing I'll leave it to you."

Seeing Xu Ping's meaningful explanation to Huang Matchmaker, Shui Xinrong stood between them unhappily, staring at her with flaming eyes, and said coldly: "I give you face, so I call you Auntie, but you should always understand that you are not my mother after all, and you have no right to help me find a husband's family."

While speaking, he pointed at Huang Matchmaker behind him, looked at Huang Matchmaker coldly, and looked at Xu Ping out of the corner of his eye, and said angrily: "You let her go, let her go quickly, I don't want to see her."

Xu Ping's cold eyes seemed to be able to freeze the spring breeze, and she said coldly to her: "Stop screaming, this is what your father ordered."

Hearing this, Huang Matchmaker put her palms together on her belly, with a smug expression on her face, "It doesn't matter if I'm old or not, your lifelong affairs are in my hands, so you have to be kind to me." , otherwise if your husband's family treats you badly in the future, don't blame me."

Seeing the two hateful faces in front of her, Shui Xinrong's heart sank. Her father actually entrusted her happiness to these two people.It's so ridiculous, so ridiculous, "I'm not going to let you guys push me around."

Throwing down a few words indifferently, Shui Xinrong strode out of the courtyard and headed for the study.

She clenched her fists tightly, she really didn't want to believe that her father would do this.Even if she is in a hurry to marry her troublesome daughter, don't worry about the annoying aunt and dead witch.

Even if she doesn't get married, if her father is unhappy with her, she can just pat her ass and leave.

"Master, if you help Rong'er arrange the marriage in such a muddle, she will not be happy." Zhao Ji's voice came from the study, and Shui Xinrong couldn't help slowing down, leaning against the window to listen.

Shui Chongtian got up from the elm chair, slapped his palm heavily on the table, looked at Zhao Ji as if his eyes were about to burst into sparks, and retorted forcefully: "All married daughters shed tears, even She is not happy, and this old man can't marry her to King Qing who is like the King of Hades."

(End of this chapter)