Lovely wife, hard-to-support husband is too domineering

Chapter 152 I owe him an answer (3)
Liu Mei stood up, leaned over to her, frowned in disgust, and said, "How long has it been since you washed your clothes, it stinks!"

"You..." Zhang Xiaoya's face turned pale from anger, and the wound from being stabbed was excruciatingly painful. She lowered her face, turned around and was about to leave, "If you are not here to eat, please leave quickly."

"stop--"

Liu Mei's eyes widened for a moment, and she sneered, "Who said we didn't come here to eat? Let me tell you, you can bring me whatever is expensive on this menu. I was born to my parents, and the money I spent It's all from my parents, I'm justified!"

Liu Mei's words were too harsh and mean, Zhang Xiaoya couldn't help shaking, but she didn't dare to lose her temper like before.If she loses this job, she will not have any living expenses this month.

"Hurry up!" Liu Mei scolded impatiently, "You are so dawdling, do you want me to complain to the manager?"

"I'll go."

Looking at the figure walking away in front of her, Liu Mei felt that she finally let out a sigh of relief.

On the opposite sofa, Song Aiyu remained silent.Her hands hanging by her side kept tightening, her face was extremely ugly.

"Ai Yu, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that her expression was wrong, Liu Mei asked concerned, "Your face is so pale, is there something wrong?"

"No." Song Aiyu hurriedly took a sip of water and said perfunctorily, "I didn't sleep well last night."

Soon after, Zhang Xiaoya came over with a plate.Liu Mei ordered many varieties, and her slender arms were holding a large dinner plate, which seemed incongruous no matter how you looked at it.

The food is always piping hot, Zhang Xiaoya is not used to doing these things at all.Her movements were slower than those people, and Liu Mei deliberately challenged her, and her words were extremely insulting. With a flick of her wrist, the whole bowl of hot soup was spilled on the table, and even the back of her hand was burned.

"what happened?"

Liu Mei got up, but fortunately she reacted quickly, the bowl of soup didn't spill on her body, "I want to complain!"

"sorry Sorry!"

Seeing her get angry, Zhang Xiaoya immediately took out a few paper towels and sucked up the soup spilled on the table, "You didn't burn yourself, did you?"

"With your service attitude, I have to complain. Go and call your manager!" Liu Mei completely ignored her flattery, and still refused to let her go.

"Liu Mei, I'm really sorry!" Zhang Xiaoya didn't dare to reply and kept apologizing.

"enough!"

Song Aiyu stood up suddenly, her face darkened, "Liu Mei, forget it!" She opened her wallet, took out a few banknotes, threw them on the table and left.

"Oh, Aiyu!"

Seeing Song Aiyu get angry, Liu Mei didn't dare to make trouble anymore.She got up with her bag in her hand, gave Zhang Xiaoya a hard look, and then left.

Walking in front of the glass door, Song Aiyu couldn't help turning her head, but saw Zhang Xiaoya was reaching out to pick up the money, afraid of getting wet from the soup, and she couldn't even care about the red and swollen back of her hand that was already scalded.

After leaving the restaurant, Song Aiyu did not continue to go shopping with Liu Mei.She sat in the car, her hands were still shaking.The scene of Zhang Xiaoya squatting on the ground to pick up money was always lingering in front of her eyes, making her tremble unconsciously.

If one day, she will be like this...

Do not!
Song Aiyu raised her hands to hold her head, shaking her head non-stop.Can't!She is Song Aiyu, the jewel in the palm of the Song family, and the future heir of the Song family!What she has is something that no one can take away!
Holding the steering wheel with both hands, Song Aiyu started the engine and drove the car to an ordinary residential area.She looked for it according to the address, looked at the old house in front of her, and shivered unconsciously.

On the third floor, the door to the room on the left was not closed tightly.Song Aiyu stepped up the stairs, and could still hear the sound of arguing inside.

"I want money! Hurry up and give me the money!"

"Where there is any money in the family, you use it to gamble!"

"Why not? Didn't you just meet the Song family a few days ago? That rich woman didn't give you money? I don't believe it!"

Song family?

Song Aiyu lowered her face and raised her hand to knock on the door.

The person who opened the door was a man in his 40s, with a skinny appearance.When he saw Song Aiyu, he was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Are you Aiyu? Yo, you've grown up so much!"

Song Aiyu instinctively pushed back a step and asked him, "Does Sang Hui live here?"

"Yes, yes," the man nodded with a smile.

Hearing her voice, Sang Hui walked over immediately, with surprise in her eyes, "Aiyu, why are you here?"

"I have business with you." Song Aiyu frowned, her tone was calm.

"Come in and talk," the man opened the door, and the anger on his body dissipated, "Aiyu, you haven't seen me yet, in fact, I am you..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Sang Hui pulled her husband and winked at him.At the same time, she took out a passbook from her pocket and stuffed it into her hand, "Here's the money, you go!"

Taking the passbook and looking at it, the man couldn't help laughing and said, "I said you hid the money, if you give it to me, it's over!"

He put the passbook in his pocket behind his back and walked downstairs. When he passed by Song Aiyu, he smiled meaningfully, "Girl, you have to go home often in the future."

Song Aiyu's pretty face turned pale, because his hands and feet were cold because of his words.

Sang Hui's expression changed, she stretched out her hand to push him away.At the same time, he pulled Song Aiyu into the room and said, "Come in quickly."

There were signs of being rummaged everywhere in the room, Sang Hui smiled embarrassedly, and tidied up the sofa quickly, let Song Aiyu sit down, and went to the kitchen to pour water.

This house is not as big as Song's bathroom.Song Aiyu frowned, and looked slowly along everything in the room.Household appliances are all outdated, not to mention the room furnishings, in short, it is not as good as the servant's room at home.

There was a photo frame on the TV cabinet, Song Aiyu raised her eyebrows and looked over, only to see a man and a woman standing in the photo.That woman should be Sang Hui, but it seems that she was young, and the man standing beside her is handsome and has outstanding temperament.

"Drink water." Sang Hui brought out a cup of hot water and placed it in front of Song Aiyu.Never thought that one day she would come to the door in person, Sang Hui was surprised and felt something was wrong, "Aiyu, why are you here?"

"What's up?"

Since Song Aiyu decided to come, he just wanted to ask for clarification.She raised her eyebrows and stared at the person opposite, and asked directly: "Who is Sang Yu?"

"Sang Yu?" Hearing her words, Sang Hui's face changed drastically, "How do you know Sang Yu?"

"You don't need to worry about how I know, I just ask you, who is Sang Yu?" Song Aiyu's fingers clenched into fists, Sang Yu, Ai Yu, the word Yu in her name is definitely not for nothing.

"Sang Yu..." Sang Hui hesitated, and sat down opposite her, "Sang Yu is my younger brother."

(End of this chapter)