Chapter 775 Mrs. Gu’s Evidence
Hou Jinhua was angry in his heart, but his face didn't show any signs of it.

She said disdainfully: "You must have asked for this yourself, right? It's not embarrassing to pretend that it was a gift from my son! You, a country girl, are really ignorant and have no sense. How can you treat such a tattered thing as a treasure?" This is just a random gadget given by my son. It’s not worth anything, so just treat it like a beggar.”

Qiao Yin felt that Gu Jing was actually a lot like his biological mother in some things. They even had the same evaluation of these jewelry: worthless trinkets.

She still looked calm: "Mrs. Gu, I really didn't ask for this. Your son bought it specially to please me. Instead of wasting your time arguing with me here, you might as well go back and discipline yourself." As for my son, after all, he likes me too much and pursues me, which really causes a lot of trouble in my life."

Hou Jinhua was really angry at her words!
Qiao Yin spoke of her son as being so worthless, and she felt a bad breath in her heart. She couldn't get up or get down. She was so congested!
However, she was still aware of her son's virtues and could not walk around when she saw a pretty one. With Qiao Yin's face looking like this, which would bring disaster to the country and the people, she was afraid that Gu Jing would really pursue her crazily.

But, can she blame her son for this?

Of course not!

No matter what his son did, it was not his fault, but the fault of Qiao Yin, the vixen!
"Qiao Yin, don't flatter yourself. Don't think that just because you are pretty, you can charm my son."

Hou Jinhua suppressed the urge to scratch Qiao Yin's face and said disdainfully: "No matter how hard you cling, there is no way you will marry into the Gu family. You'd better give up."

"You are just like your charming mother. Your heart is as high as the sky and your destiny is as thin as paper. You want to seduce a rich young master and get a position, but you don't know what kind of humble background you have."

"It's really ridiculous. A pheasant is trying to become a phoenix. Unfortunately, a chicken is still a chicken, no matter how beautiful it is. It will not be reborn in the fire, but will only be burned to death."

"Women like you all end badly."

Qiao Yin had provoked Hou Jinhua for so long, and finally heard what she wanted to hear.

Her heart throbbed violently, then she slowly raised her eyelashes and stared at Hou Jinhua: "It's okay if you slander me, don't slander my mother!"

Hou Jinhua sneered: "I didn't slander her."

"I didn't hook up with any wealthy young master, and my mother didn't either!" "She did."

"You bullshit!"

Hou Jinhua looked at her with pity: "Oh, it seems you don't know what a bitch your mother is!"

Qiao Yin's eyes were red and she continued to irritate Hou Jinhua: "You are the most despicable person. You insulted my deceased mother without any basis or reason. What a wealthy lady is, she is just a wolf in human skin!"

"You don't have to rush to scold me. You want evidence, right? I have plenty of evidence. If I come up with evidence that your mother is a bitch, will you voluntarily get away and leave my son?"

"As long as you provide evidence, I can guarantee that I will never see Gu Jing again!"

Hou Jinhua glanced at her, opened her Hermès bag, took out a stack of photos, and threw it on Qiao Yin.

The photo hit Qiao Yin and scattered in all directions.

"Look, look how mean your mother is. Even though she knows that my husband is married, has a wife and a daughter, she still deliberately seduces my husband and does that permissive thing with him!"

Qiao Yin picked up a photo, took a look at it, then picked up the next one and continued looking at it.

She picked up all the pictures.

Twelve photos, twelve locations, all showing the mother being held in Gu Chengqiao's arms. It seemed that they knew nothing about being secretly photographed.

(End of this chapter)

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