Mrs. Jiang is arrogant

Chapter 797 You have gone home too many times!
Although the security guard didn't say who Zhuang Chujiao was going to drive away, the meaning was self-evident.

The faces of everyone in the living room changed instantly, and their eyes all fell on Zhuang Chujiao.

Just talk about how Nuan Nuan left after she came back, it turned out that she was angry and left.

It is not easy for outsiders to know about his own scandal, Zhuang Zeyang said to the security guard: "This is a misunderstanding, please take a walk."

When Mrs. Zhuang heard this, she was angry and sad, "Sure enough, my warmth was taken away by anger."

"Master Zhuang, you're being polite." The security guard said quickly, then took his leave and left.

As soon as the outsider left, Mrs. Zhuang's face drooped, and she looked at Zhuang Chujiao coldly, "You are quite capable. When did the dealer let you decide?"

When the testimony came, Zhuang Chujiao had no way to quibble, and the elders in the room made her arrogance a lot less.

"Mom, Jiaojiao didn't mean that. There must be a misunderstanding." Liang Rong said hastily.

She looked anxious, turned her head and looked at Zhuang Shaoyang pleadingly.

Zhuang Shaoyang caught her sight, took a deep breath, and said suddenly: "Mom, Jiaojiao thought it was a stranger, but she didn't know it was her sister."

Mrs. Zhuang looked at her son whose heart was in the armpit, and wanted to slap him. Now, he still wants to protect this girl.

She said displeasedly: "Could it be someone else, who can let her yell? Where is the usual upbringing?"

"Mom, it's all my fault. I didn't discipline her well." Liang Rong immediately admitted her mistake.

"Of course it's your fault, could it be my fault?" Mrs. Zhuang didn't give her any face.

Thinking of her granddaughter's wronged departure, she wished to throw the mother and daughter out of the house.

Don't tell her about family affection, her two darlings have suffered so much because of this mother and daughter.

Zhuang Jiaoyang frowned, "Mom, why didn't you say that she bullied Jiaojiao? As soon as she came back, the family would be in a state of turmoil. It's better not to come back."

"You, what did you say?" Mrs. Zhuang was very angry.

Zhuang Zeyang turned cold, and looked at Zhuang Jiaoyang, "If you can't speak, shut up."

Zhuang Jiaoyang wanted to refute, but met her elder brother's cold gaze. She shrank her neck and dared not speak anymore.

Mrs. Zhuang looked at the second son's family and the daughter's family, and was so angry that she almost didn't come up.

"The old lady is getting old, and she can't talk anymore. Anyone can talk back to me."

Liang Rong looked panic-stricken, and gave Zhuang Chujiao a look, motioning for her to apologize.

Zhuang Chujiao didn't want to, so she lowered her head and said nothing.

Zhuang Jiaoyang curled his lips and said in a low voice: "Mom, do you still want to know as much as me?"

"How dare I!" Mrs. Zhuang sneered.

Zhuang Jiaoyang glanced at her, frowned slightly, a little unhappy.

"Okay, don't say such angry words." Mr. Zhuang looked at Mrs. Zhuang and said.

"I'm not talking out of anger. Even if I am old now, I will have the final say on this banker. Even if I die with you one day, this banker will have the final say on Zeyang and his wife. It's no one else's turn to be lawless here. " Mrs. Zhuang glanced coldly at the second son and the second daughter.

Zhuang Shaoyang had a face full of guilt, feeling so ashamed that he didn't dare to refute.

Zhuang Jiaoyang was outraged, "Mom, what do you mean?"

"Water thrown out by a married daughter." Zhuang Zeyang said suddenly, "This dealer has no place for you to speak."

"I..." Zhuang Jiaoyang was angry and said unwillingly, "Brother, what do you mean I'm not counted as a Zhuang family?"

"If you want to understand it this way, you can." Zhuang Zeyang said expressionlessly.

Zhuang Jiaoyang immediately complained to the old man, "Dad, what did you listen to what elder brother said?"

"He's quite right." Mr. Zhuang looked at her coldly, "You go home too many times."

(End of this chapter)