Chapter 127

Although their Song family is not as good as Ouyang's family, they are not so easy to bully.

Mrs. Song still didn't get a response after she connected her brain for the first time.

Mrs. Song directly knocked on the door of the villa.

The doorman in the villa heard the noise and hurriedly checked the people outside the door from his brain.

"Who is it? Why are you again? Why are you still here?"

"Didn't you make an appointment with our wife? Now our wife hasn't come out to greet you. Could it be that you lied to us?"

Hearing the voice of the person inside, Mrs. Song replied directly: "Please inform me again, I can't get through your wife's brain."

After hearing Mrs. Song's answer, the doorman said disdainfully: "Okay, our wife doesn't see you as soon as you want, you should hurry back. You saw it just now. We have notified you for so long and we haven't seen your wife come over for so long. It can be seen that my wife doesn't know you at all."

"Or, you don't deserve our wife to come and greet you in person."

"Standing in front of our Ouyang's house like a beggar, I don't know how the front let you in."

The person behind the door hadn't finished speaking when the brain suddenly rang.

The guard jumped, thinking it was Mrs. Ouyang who came over and told them to invite the woman outside the door to come in.

It turned out that she was the eldest lady of the Ouyang family.

After receiving Ouyang Yu's order, the guard became even more unscrupulous.

He decided that the woman outside the door was not welcomed by Ouyang's family and was a poor relative who came to play Qiufeng.

Otherwise, why would the Ouyang family hang people outside the door.

Before, they had no idea about the woman outside the door, but now Miss Ouyang gave them courage.

This made them look down on the woman outside the door even more. Looking at the clothes she was wearing, they didn't even have a brand name. The women in their family were all dressed more glamorously than that woman.

Now they treated the woman even more unscrupulously, and even said more insulting words.

Ouyang Yu looked at the outside of his villa with a smile, Mrs. Song was insulted by his inferior people, and his heart became smoother.

It's just that Mrs. Song stood straight outside the door, her expression neither humble nor overbearing, it was really an eyesore.

"Sister Yu, did you see something funny, let me see it too."

Seeing Ouyang Yu smiling so happily, the cousin at the side couldn't help but wonder what she was watching.

"No, you can't see it, this is only for me."

Ouyang Yu refused without thinking, after all, she didn't want anyone to catch her, not even her cousin.

"Okay." The cousin said disappointedly.

As for Ouyang Yu's refusal, no matter how curious she was, she would not steal Ouyang Yu's mind to read it.

In this family, Ouyang Yu is the eldest daughter of the main line, and she is just a side branch. She has to listen to her cousin most of the time, and she is what she says.

The cousin can sit on the comfortable sofa and play while looking at Zhinao, but she is only worthy of standing obediently with a group of side sisters.

Mrs. Song, who was at the gate of the villa, was already suffocating, but now she was humiliated by the guards of Ouyang's family, and she suddenly burst into anger.

She was originally a violent person, and she was doted on by the Nalan family before she got married.After arriving at the Song family, the head of the Song family hurt her even more to the bone, how could she have been so angry.

He was still humiliated by a small guard at Ouyang's house.

She went straight up and kicked open the door of Ouyang's house without saying a word.

There was only a bang, and the door collapsed.

When the guard inside saw it, he jumped up from his seat in fright.

He was still cursing incessantly: "Why are you like this? I told you that our wife doesn't want to see you."

(End of this chapter)

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