Chapter 386
"There are still outsiders here, can't you save me some face?"

The maid looked at the two flirting in front of her, and heard the conversation between the two, she couldn't help calming down. What Jin Ziqi said made her no longer as trembling and terrified as before.

As a result, Jin Ziqi's next sentence completely hung her heart in the air.

"Listening to those vases falling to the ground just now, the sound is clear and loud. It should not be a fake. I guess, there are only 10,000+ ones. My father really has the foresight to know how to put the cheap ones where they are easy to fall."

As soon as he finished speaking, the maid had already left like a gust of wind and disappeared at the top of the stairs.

Song Qiyan leaned down, looked into Jin Ziqi's clear eyes, grinned, and scratched the bridge of her pretty nose with bent index finger: "We really are a match made in heaven, a match made in heaven!"

Jin Ziqi also laughed, and took his hand touching his face, "It's not as bad as you!"

Song Qiyan pointed to the brightly lit stairway: "Don't disappoint her hard-working performance!"

She smiled without saying a word, and held his hand tightly. Suddenly, a small figure came out from nowhere. The little paws were lying on the wall, puffing out her pink cheeks: "What are you doing sneakily?"

Song Qiyan walked up to Jin Moumou and knelt down, patted the two petals of the butt, Jin Moumou was about to dodge, Song Qiyan didn't mind, he touched the watermelon head instead, "Go and play with your grandpa. "

"Grandpa is sleeping, how can you still play?" So-and-so tilted his head and blinked his big eyes.

"Then scream," Song Qiyan said loudly, showing an inscrutable smile: "If grandpa doesn't get up again, your aunt downstairs will break the vase that can be exchanged for a lot of money."

As soon as this remark came out, it was more effective than any seductive words. I saw that Jin Moumou was like a little piggy with fried hair, his round body bouncing on the spot a few times.

A pair of white and tender paws scratched her hair, and roared twice like a small animal: "That aunt is too bad, so and so is going to tell grandpa to drive her out, those vases will belong to so and so in the future !"

With that said, he turned around and ran away, heading straight to Song Zhiren's bedroom to file a complaint.

Jin Ziqi covered his forehead, this child...

He lowered his head and touched his stomach again, hoping that you would be a normal baby.

When Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan went downstairs, they saw Su Hengfeng standing by the corridor.

He didn't seem to be affected by the noise in the living room at all, and he still had a cigarette between his fingers.

When he looked up, he saw the couple walking towards him. His face was shocked, but he didn't say hello. He dropped the cigarette in his hand, remained silent for a few seconds, and opened the living room door again before them.

Between the fire and light, a high-heeled shoe flew out, Su Hengfeng couldn't dodge it in time, and hit his face at a precise angle, leaving a red mark on his forehead that traveled far.

Jin Ziqi couldn't help but chuckled, although she kept restraining herself and wanted to maintain a serious expression.

Song Qiyan couldn't wait to walk over with her on his arm, gloating, "Why are you so careless? Fortunately, you are protected from the wind, otherwise you would have smashed the blue and white porcelain vase behind you!"

Sure enough, in the corridor, behind Su Hengfeng, was a large vase.

Hearing Song Qiyan's ridicule, Su Hengfeng's expression turned ugly, but he didn't refute, but walked in.

The living room was already in a mess, broken porcelain was everywhere, Bai Sangsang was standing away from the battlefield with her stomach in her hands, Madam Bai was standing in front of Bai Sangsang in a panic, and she kept saying, "Don't fight!" Already!"

As for Song Ranqin and the little girl who were grabbing each other's hair and wrestling into a ball on the sofa, their clothes were messy and their faces were covered with red marks from being picked up by nails, Song Ranqin let out a loud cry from time to time There was a cry of pain, while the little Taimei kept a grim face and kept greeting the eighteenth generation of Song Ranqin's ancestors.

"Call you an old slut to beat me! Tell you to be arrogant and shameless. When my old lady was messing around on the road, you didn't know how to graze cows in that ravine! How dare you show off with me!"

"Ah—" Song Ranqin's scalp was numb from being pulled, "Little bitch, don't let me go!"

"Little bitch? You old bitch, your mouth is still not clean?"

Two slaps followed, and the white powder on Song Ranqin's face fell off a layer.

"I guess when your mother gave birth to you, did you get your brain stuck in the placenta? Or were your nerves and umbilical cord cut off together? You have a face that looks like an old twist, how dare you pretend to be like me?" Elizabeth!"

"You, you, you——" Song Ranqin was so angry that smoke billowed from her head and rolled her eyes.

This dead girl, who was innocent just now, never thought that her explosive power would be so strong!

Song Ranqin just pulled the muscles on her face, and there was a burst of burning pain.

Madam Bai saw that things were going to get serious, so she hurriedly said to Bai Luchen who was still drinking tea, "Lu Chen, where did you find that shrew, and if you don't tell her to stop, you are hurting your sister, do you know? "

As soon as Jin Ziqi at the door came in, he saw the little girl pressing on Song Ranqin's round stomach. She was only in her teens, but she was already in a fearless posture in that outfit, and she could even hear the sound of the two slaps.

Looking at Song Ranqin's distorted facial features due to anger, Jin Ziqi couldn't help looking forward to the follow-up development——

This time Song Ranqin lost face severely. With her temperament, I am afraid that Bai Sangsang's life will not be as easy as before. She believes that Bai Sangsang will fight against the wicked mother-in-law soon. Play well!
Seeing that his mother had suffered such a big loss, Su Hengfeng couldn't help but blacken his face, and coldly stretched out his hand to tease the young lady, "My mother is an elder even if she isn't, how did your parents teach you? "

The little girl was carried away by Su Hengfeng mercilessly, she was about to fall when her foot became unstable, but fortunately Bai Luchen quickly supported her, and the little girl's eyes immediately filled with tears.

Aggrieved, she stretched out her red palm to the light, it was Song Ranqin who was slapped by that hand.

"Ah Chen, look at my hands... are swollen!"

Bai Luchen blew on the little girl's hand, and comforted her softly: "Come on, let me blow it for you, don't just pat the old tree bark up in the future, you know?"

The muscles on Song Ranqin's face twitched violently, and after she let out a roar of "You——", she was about to get up from the sofa and rush towards Bai Luchen, but was stopped by Su Hengfeng in time.

Su Hengfeng struggled to drag Song Ranqin, who was advancing slowly, and scolded impatiently: "Mom, can you calm down?"

"You think I'm causing trouble?" Song Ranqin turned her head to look at the tired Su Hengfeng in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)

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