White cut black fairy, she is acting good again

Chapter 181
This is the daughter he spoiled, and he didn't take him to heart at all.

Walking quickly to the hall, there is a person sitting on the leather sofa in the magnificent hall.

It was He Huan.

Seeing Yang Zhiwen came back, He Huan quickly smiled, stood up to greet him, and said in a soft voice, "Oh, Zhiwen, it's raining so hard, look, your clothes are getting wet."

He Huan walked up to Yang Zhiwen, patted him with rainwater, turned to his aunt and said, "Bring the boiled ginger soup here."

After a few seconds, He Huan realized that something was wrong, because Yang Zhiwen hadn't said a word since he came in.

With a thump in my heart, I went to see his expression.

Looking at it this way, he was even more surprised, his face was terribly black.

She rarely saw Yang Zhiwen like this, and she didn't notice it when she entered the door just now. She thought it was because of the weather that she was in a bad mood because of the rain.

But that's clearly not the case now.

The delicately made-up face froze for a moment, thinking of some possibility.

Could it be that Zhiwen already knew that Jinqing had done something, but he shouldn't be so angry.

Pursing her red lips, she was worried, and was about to insinuate, when the aunt came over with ginger soup.

He Huan took the initiative to go up a few steps, and took the soup bowl which was a little hot at the bottom.

She nodded to her aunt, indicating that she has nothing to do here, so she can go down.

He Huan turned around holding the ginger soup, his body was like holding a willow, his ring finger and little finger curled softly, indicating that the soup bowl was very hot.

What happened was to let Yang Zhiwen see how much she cared about him, just to make her feel pity.

"Zhiwen, come, have a few sips first. Warm up your body."

Just when He Huan meant that Yang Zhiwen would take over with all his heart.

"bump--"

The porcelain stone soup bowl was slammed onto the ground, and the porcelain bowl collided with the marble floor, making a crisp and sharp sound.

The earthy brown ginger soup overturned on the floor in an instant, and spread out in a meandering direction. There was steaming heat on the floor, and a few drops fell on He Huan's white arm.

Clear color contrast.

There was a mess all over the place, all of which showed what had just happened.

He Huan's beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at Yang Zhiwen in disbelief and a little hurt.

His eyes turned red in an instant, and he cried, "Zhi, Zhiwen, what are you doing? If you don't like drinking, just tell me, I made it myself."

It looks very aggrieved.

There was a flash of struggle in Yang Zhiwen's eyes, and he was angry, and then thought of her protecting that unfilial daughter in every possible way, so he vented his anger on her.

But seeing his wife after so many years still has such charm, the unhappiness in his heart has subsided a little, and seeing her now crying and wronged appearance.

After all, he said in a calm voice, "Okay, I was all wrong just now, and I will make it up to you in the future. Now go and call that unfilial girl down."

When He Huan heard this name, the hurt in his eyes immediately turned into shock, and his heart tightened.

Squeezing out a smile, her voice was soft, with a hint of coquettishness, "Oh-husband, I should be asleep now, let's talk about something tomorrow."

Yang Zhiwen finally felt pity for her, but now seeing her covering up for that unfilial girl at this time, he was really angry.

The face that had softened a bit just now immediately sank again, and he was so angry that he couldn't breathe smoothly, and he pulled his tie angrily.

Not wanting to see this face defending that unfilial girl again, he snorted coldly, raised his leg and walked around He Huan to walk towards the spiral staircase.

He looked as if he was going to beat someone, He Huan quickly grabbed Yang Zhiwen's arm, "I'll call, I'll call, you change your wet clothes."

After finishing speaking, she went up the stairs as she said, and was going to call Yang Jinqing.

Seeing this, Yang Zhiwen walked to the sofa, sat down, and changed his clothes. He was in the mood to change his clothes.

The loss is so heavy today, I haven't dared to let Dad know, if he finds out——

Thinking about it, Yang Zhiwen felt even more irritable, like a buried volcano, on the verge of erupting.

This matter can't be hidden from the old man for long.

If he is made to feel that he is not capable of sitting in this position and let the second child with a dark heart come to sit, then there will be no place for him.

I couldn't help feeling even more angry at that unfilial daughter.

On the third floor, when He Huan opened the door anxiously and went in, she saw that her daughter was putting on lipstick and wearing a miniskirt. It seemed that she was about to go out to play.

He Huan's heart was blocked, he didn't know what to do and how to react, and now he had to go out to play at this juncture, and didn't think about what to do next.

The school had already called her and wanted to expel her from school, so she had to put down her face and humbly beg for her.

Taking all the faults on herself, it was she who neglected to discipline her children, and hoped that the school would be able to give her another chance for the sake of her first offense.

But the leader on the other end of the phone had a business-like and stern attitude, and it was useless to let her say anything.

In the end, she even brought out the Yang family, with a threatening meaning, and she didn't think that he didn't care, as if she didn't know what she was talking about.

It also made her feel embarrassed.

In the end, I really had no other choice. I gritted my teeth and said to donate a library and a teaching building to University B. Unexpectedly, someone said directly, "Sorry, parent, our school does not lack these, and you don't need to pay more Talking about it, B University does not allow this kind of moral corruption, lawless students continue to stay, B University's century-old reputation cannot be ruined by one person."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

He Huan's mood has been suppressed for several hours, anxious like ants on a hot pan.There was a lot of pressure, and in the end, my favorite daughter was still here——

It's rare to get angry with her.

Suppressing his anger, he knew that now was not the time to be angry, and Yang Zhiwen still had to deal with it downstairs.

Hearing the voice, Yang Jinqing, who was wearing bright red lipstick, gave a pause, tilted his head, and saw that it was his mother who had come in, but he didn't knock on the door.

Jing Jing frowned, rather displeased, and complained: "Mom, can you knock on the door before you come in, it's really rude."

He Huan suddenly lost his temper, took two deep breaths, walked to Yang Jinqing who continued to apply lipstick, grabbed the lipstick, and put it on the dressing table.

Because the movements could not be called gentle, Yang Jinqing successfully got a wiped lipstick mark on the outside of his lips, looking awkward and funny.

Yang Jinqing looked at his mother in disbelief, covered his mouth, and said sharply and loudly, "Mom, is there something wrong with you today? Have you reached menopause?"

Her face was still fierce, not how a daughter should treat her mother.

"Snapped--"

A loud slap resounded in the luxuriously decorated room.

Yang Jinqing was beaten to the side, covered her face, and remained motionless.

He Huan's hands were still in the air, she stared at Yang Jinqing's hands and then at what she had done just now, she was stunned, and immediately regretted it.

It’s all because I was so pissed off when I heard that sentence, and my beloved daughter told me that menopause has arrived, not to mention that she is only in her 40s now, and she is well maintained, and outsiders look like she is only in her thirties Age, age is a taboo for every woman.

(End of this chapter)