Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

When Cui Fenglan heard this, her face suddenly darkened, and she raised her hand and was about to slap Xie Zitao.

"You brat, today I'm going to let you know what it means to respect your elders!"

Xie Zitao faced Cui Fenglan's calloused palm, but he had no intention of giving in. Instead, he raised his chin and turned his face towards it, his tone still as arrogant as before.

"If you dare to touch me today, I will let you know what the Xie family's status is in City A!"

Cui Fenglan's hand suddenly stopped in the air when these words with a clear threatening meaning came out.

There were sparks in her eyes, and she glared fiercely at Xie Zitao in front of her, but her hand could not fall down no matter what.

Because she knew that if she dared to slap Xie Zitao here today, Xie Mingyuan would definitely not let her go!

Her life was finally on the right track. As long as she got the evidence, she could take Lu Sheng's inheritance from Song Yuening. Why would she want to provoke the giant Buddha of the Xie family at this juncture?

Although she knew in her heart that she should not continue to conflict with these two brats, Cui Fenglan still couldn't swallow this breath.

She sneered coldly: "You brat, you really had a good birth. If you hadn't been born in the Xie family, do you think I would have let you go today?"

Xie Zitao heard the deep meaning in the words, and there was a bit of disdain and ridicule in his eyebrows.

"If you're cowardly, you're just cowardly. Why are you pretending?"

Cui Fenglan couldn't swallow this breath at first, but now that she heard Xie Zitao's provocative words, the anger in her heart became even stronger.

"Little bastard, why are you so arrogant in front of me? Didn't you just choose a good fetus and be born into the Xie family? What's the use of that? It's not like you've lost your parents!"

"Let's see, you little bastard is a horoscope. Otherwise, how could your parents have died so early? Oh, by the way, there's also my daughter-in-law. When her plane crashed, you might have killed her too! "

Xie Zitao was always brooding over the death of his biological parents. Song Yuening, whom he later regarded as a relative, also left him for five years due to a plane crash. This incident has always been a thorn in his heart.

Now that Cui Fenglan mentioned it in such a vicious tone, he immediately clenched his fists, feeling as if someone was rubbing salt on the wound.

Before he could speak, Song Nian'an, who was protected behind him, became anxious. Although she was young, she couldn't tell who was good and who was bad.

Xie Zitao was made things difficult by Cui Fenglan because he was protecting her. How could she keep hiding behind Xie Zitao without saying a word?

So she grabbed the hem of Xie Zitao's clothes with both hands, suddenly stuck her head out from behind him, and said in what she thought was a fierce tone.

"Grandma, if you speak so harshly, you must be living a hard life. Otherwise, why can't you stand seeing other people having a good life? Besides, my mother's plane accident was an accident. What does it have to do with Brother Zitao? Don't go there. Splash dirty water on my brother’s head!”

Mother?

This title immediately made Cui Fenglan prick up his ears.

Her gaze at Song Nian'an became sharp for a moment, and she looked at her from beginning to end, showing an expression of disgust.

"It turns out you are her daughter. No wonder you are so disgusting. You are exactly like your mother!"

Cui Fenglan already had a lot of objections to Song Yuening, but she was only willing to speak politely because she was afraid that she would have Lu Sheng's inheritance in her hands.

But now Song Yuening is not here, there are only two little kids, one big and one small, why don't they let her make them round and flat?

Song Nian'an usually doesn't want to hear other people say bad things about Song Yuening. Now that Cui Fenglan said this to Song Yuening in front of her, she immediately became unhappy.

She puffed up her cheeks and jumped out from behind Xie Zitao. She stood in front of Cui Fenglan with her hands on her hips and her voice suddenly became louder.

"You bad person, you are not allowed to speak ill of my mother. If you dare to speak ill of her, I will never end it with you!" ...

Song Yuening knew that Song Nian'an had secretly gone to Xie's house. Although she was a little angry that she had sneaked out the door, she also knew that there would be no danger for her to follow Xie Zitao, so she reluctantly let go of her worries.

After she and Xie Mingyuan finished talking about business, the two went out for a meal together. After that, Song Yuening returned to Xie's house with Xie Mingyuan, preparing to take Song Nian'an back.

But when she stepped into the Xie family's living room, she only saw two children, one large and one small, crying on the sofa.

Song Yuening glanced at Xie Mingyuan beside her in surprise.

"What's going on here?"

She originally thought that although the age gap between the two children was a bit large, they were both good children in nature and there shouldn't be much conflict when they got along.

And since Song Nian'an can take the initiative to run out of home to find him, it means that she still likes this big brother.

Song Yuening expected that these two people would be happy even if they were tired after playing outside for a whole day. Why did they look like this now?

Xie Mingyuan was also unclear about the current situation, so he calmed down faster than Song Yuening. He walked to the sofa and asked in a deep voice what happened to the two children.

"Zitao, what happened?"

After all, Xie Zitao is a big boy, so when asked, he can naturally speak more clearly than Song Nian'an.

But for the sake of saving face, he didn't really want to tell what happened outside today.

In the end, Song Yuening came forward and coaxed Xie Zitao to tell the truth in a soft voice.

The moment Xie Zitao revealed his true words, the softness on Song Yuening's face faded in an instant.

Her face was so gloomy that she could drip water, her hands on her knees were clenched tightly, and her eyes were flashing with unknown emotions.

Song Nian'an finally couldn't control his emotions and threw himself into Song Yuening's arms aggrievedly, crying uncontrollably.

When she was in the mountains, she had always been favored by Song Yuening and Lu Songran. She was naive and ignorant of worldly affairs, and had a somewhat arrogant and mischievous personality. When had she ever been so wronged?

So in the afternoon, when Cui Fenglan pointed at her nose and yelled at her, she couldn't help but blush.

"Mother."

Song Nian'an complained in Song Yuening's arms, "That bad guy said that I had no tutor and didn't know how to respect my elders. He also said that I was a wild child!"

After hearing this, Song Yuening sneered and said unceremoniously.

"Tutor? She, Cui Fenglan, is worthy of saying the word tutor. If their family really has a tutor, how could Lu Qiang be raised like that by him?"

"How could she go directly to my place of work and cause trouble without caring about face or rumors?"

As soon as these words came out, Xie Mingyuan's eyes suddenly became sharp, and those sharp eyes seemed to turn into a sharp sword, heading towards Song Yuening fiercely.

But Song Yuening was completely unaware of this. She just comforted Song Nian'an in her arms and didn't notice the storm brewing in Xie Mingyuan's eyes behind her.