Mr Bo's Spoiling His Sweet Wife

"You can still laugh!"

When Jiang Huiyu saw the indifferent appearance of Tang poetry, she felt a little empty. What did this woman's heart do? Wouldn't she feel ashamed! They were humiliated in front of everyone like this!

But why, the more irritated she was, the more insulted she felt that she was actually insulted? Jiang Huiyu clenched her fist and looked at the hand of Tang poetry on the table. Her little finger was cut off half by herself. The damaged appearance made everyone ask questions from the bottom of their hearts. The woman in front of her To what extent can you tolerate it?

It is clearly that they are making fun of her, but it seems that it is themselves who are being ridiculed

Jiang Huiyu gritted her teeth, stepped forward and stepped on the back of Tang poetry's hand!

"Well --!"

"Jiang Huiyu!" Thin night pupil Ren mercilessly shrinks, "let go of foot!"

"Stop it!"

At the same time as Bo Ye's cry, there was a female voice outside the door. Jiang Qi was shocked when he came in. He just went to see Mr. ye go home. Why would this situation happen here?

Looking at the Tang poetry that was pressed on the ground, Jiang Qi felt a pain and pushed Jiang Huiyu hard. Then she could not help saying that a slap fell on her face. Jiang Huiyu was slapped for the second time, covering her face and stepping back a few steps. It was unbelievable to see Jiang Qi back.

"You hit me?"

"I'll beat you if I beat you, and I'll pick the day?"

In full view of the public, Jiang Qi held up the Tang poetry on the ground. The woman's body was tottering and her face was pale, but she laughed at her, "how did you come?"

"I sent Ye Zong down just now. How about you?" Jiang Qi took a napkin to wipe the wine from her face. Then she looked at the crowd, "why, did her Tang poetry kill people and set fire to her? Did you bully her? Will your conscience not hurt? "

Su Qi was stabbed by Jiang Qi's words, and his conditioned response was, "is such a woman worthy of our pity?"

"What you say is as rare as your pity in Tang poetry!" Jiang Qihong's eyes were red, and he didn't care about Su Qi. He turned to Jiang Huiyu and said, "Jiang Huiyu, that slap was light! I don't know when I was a gunner. An Ru is the heart of Bo Ye! You sleep with other people the same type of man, but also help others out, it's really a sister's family

Jiang Huiyu looks pale. She can't believe she turns to see an Ru. An Ru tells her that she is Bo Ye's sister, so she doesn't deal with her

An Ru's face was so sad that she couldn't help scolding Jiang Qi in her heart. Jiang Qi didn't have any fear. She was always supported by Ye. She didn't dare to move her at will even at night.

So the woman helped her friend up. Unexpectedly, the Tang poetry pushed her away, and she stood firmly by herself. Step by step, her slender body was like a silhouette, which was obviously crumbling, but every time she was forced to stand still in the next second when she was about to fall down.

She looked at thin night, slowly staring at him, thin night on her eyes, he saw the eyes of the whole world is gradually destroying the heroic.

So the woman stood up straight in everyone's line of sight, so that everyone could not help holding their breath.

Holding her breath, I wanted to wait for her counterattack.

But she just laughed, and then took all their insults as a joke, a joke too light to do. When she turned around, she didn't say a word, but at that moment, they clearly noticed the heartache

When Tang poetry disappeared at the end of the vision, they were still stung by the sneer on her lips. They did not return to their senses for a long time.

In the world of mortal life, intoxicated with money, that smile, all the men in the private room have become the captives of Tang poetry.