The second marriage, the favored genius concubine

"Oh, yes. Mother, it's all your fault. How did you give birth to such a useless daughter?"

Xia Yueying sighed softly, and looked at Yun Qiang with a strange expression.It seems to be regretting.

Yun Qiang clenched her fists tightly, but she didn't look back.The voice was still flat: "Miss, go back!" After so many years of forbearance, she seemed to have gotten used to it.

"Mother, I'm really sorry. Ying'er shouldn't have brought up your pain, why is that trash not up to par? Look at the eldest sister, she is the number one beauty in Leng Ye. She is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but that trash has one toe It's even worse than a head." Xia Yueying's expression was very complicated, with pain, self-blame, and sarcasm again.

Xia Zibing saw it in his eyes, under the moonlight, he clearly saw his mother's face change.Anger immediately filled his entire face.It can be felt that the next moment, the mother will desperately teach these two sluts a lesson.Xia Zibing really didn't know what capital the two of them had to show off.

A freckled face, but still self-righteous.Feel good.The other is that although she looks a little handsome, she is always picky. On the day Xia Zibing got married, she almost gnawed her jade teeth.

"roll!"

In the deserted night, a slightly cold voice spoke from Yun Qiang's mouth.Xia Yueying and Xia Yueqing shuddered, and then they still smiled.Very well, what she was waiting for was this woman going crazy.

"Xia Yueying, don't be self-conscious. You have freckles all over your face, and you still want to compare yourself to the prostitute in the mansion?"

The moon was hidden by the clouds, and in the dark night, a beautiful and sarcastic voice floated.Hearing the sound, Xia Yueying couldn't help being surprised.

"Xia Yueqing, can you say it again?"

This voice, even if it was turned into ashes, she would not fail to hear it.It's just that Xia Yueqing dared to say that to her.It's really unbelievable.

"Sister, I don't. I don't!"

Xia Yueqing's innocent expression was pitiful.

Xia Yueying came from the third aunt's belly, and Xia Yueqing came from the fourth aunt's belly.In the mansion, San Yiniang was second only to Xia Yurou's mother Ye's degree of favor.

Xia Yueqing's mother, but because she often talked, she didn't care about her age.Some are not on the stage, and they come from brothels, so they are not favored.Even Xia Yueqing's value plummeted.She didn't dare to offend Xia Yueying.

"Humph!"

Although Xia Yueying was angry, she still couldn't believe it. It really came from Xia Yueqing's mouth.Could it be that she heard wrong?

"Xia Yueying, don't think I'm afraid of you. Even if I have no makeup, I still look better than you with makeup on. I'm not even as good as that trash. What qualifications do you have to compare with me?"

Xia Yueqing was delicate, waxy and sweet, and her words of adjusting shirt came to Xia Yueying's ears again.This time, she really listened.And the words that touched the wound in her heart immediately made Xia Yueying lose her mind.

"Bitch, I'm fighting with you."

Xia Yueying threw herself on Xia Yueqing, fighting desperately.It seems that this can ease the hatred in my heart.

Hearing a "slap", several palm prints instantly appeared on Xia Yueqing's face.Xia Yueqing also felt aggrieved immediately, and threw herself on him recklessly.The two fought fiercely, and the maid standing outside was anxious but didn't know what to do.It was nearly midnight, and the master was probably already asleep.It should not be disturbed.

Yun Qiang watched the two fight together, but never thought of pulling them apart.Let the two fight.