Palm sweet wife: deeply beloved by mysterious husband

"Yes, you give birth to children for me, and you take care of the housework for me, but what do you think you have done to this family?" Murong minister pointed to Murong poetry, his face full of fatigue and helplessness: "did I tell you that three children, a bowl of water should be flat, and you can't take care of one thing rather than the other? But what did you do? You are only partial to Murong Shi. You have three children, not to mention Xiaojin raised by your parents. Even ah Yu is not close to you! "

"It's all your children, but you only have Murong poetry in your eyes. Your spoiled Murong poetry is self-centered, self willed and selfish. You can't even accommodate your own sister. That's what you said about giving birth to my children and managing the housework!"

"No... no..." Lin Xinya cried and shook her head. "Brother Chen, poetry is not what you said. Poetry is a good child. She is considerate, sensible and filial. She and she are really good. You misunderstood her..."

"Yes, she has a sweet mouth. She will coax you, hold you for a few words, and act coquettish with you. You don't know the southeast and northwest," Murong Chen, his wife, knows better than anyone. "They are both our children. You only have Murong poetry in your heart. You are used to her and let ah Yu and Xiao Jin let her. Do you think you love her? No, no, you're hurting her! "

"After a hundred years, Murong's family is ah Yu's. poetry wants to get married. Married girls need to be reliable in their mother's family. They can only be strong in their mother-in-law's family. But look at the relationship between poetry and ah Yu. When poetry gets married, can you expect ah Yu to protect poetry?"

"Xiaojin can't see ah Yu several times a year in China, but how good is the relationship between ah Yu and Xiaojin?"

Murong minister became more and more disappointed. "I told you many times... Really, I told you countless times. I told you to keep a bowl of water flat. I told you to care more about ah Yu and Xiaojin. You promised very well face to face, but in a twinkling of an eye, you only had Murong poetry in your heart. Ah Yu and Xiaojin look like children in the hands of my late mother. What do you think of ah Yu and Xiaojin?"

"I didn't... I really didn't!" Lin Xinya burst into tears: "ah Yu and Xiao Jin are my own flesh and blood born in October. How can I not love them? But poetry accompanies me more. I care more about poetry. In my heart, the weight of the three children is the same. They are all my heart and flesh. Really, brother Chen, what I say is true... "

"Just say, what's the use?" Murong Chen said tired, "what matters is the feeling of two children. You have three children, but you only leave one. Look at ah Yu and Xiaojin. Which one is close to you?"

Lin Xinya begged to look at Murong Yu: "ah Yu, do you look at your mother like this? Do you think your mother is eccentric and doesn't care about you? "

Murong Yu didn't answer her, but avoided her eyes and looked at Murong Chen: "Dad, I'm so big with Shishi Xiaojin. It's hard to tell if you divorce your mother. If you really can't live with your mother, let your mother go abroad with Shishi and live separately. Don't divorce."

Lin Xinya stared in disbelief, "ah Yu, how can you say that? You want to drive your mother away, too? "

"Mom, I'm not trying to drive you away," Murong Yu frowned at her. "Mom, I'm trying to persuade dad not to divorce you."

What's the difference between Juya and Lin? Can't you persuade your father to keep us? "

"If I persuade my father to leave you, Xiaojin will break off the relationship with you," Murong Yu asked her: "Mom, do you want to break off the mother daughter relationship with Xiaojin?"

"I can!" Lin Xinya said without hesitation: "she doesn't want my mother and I don't want her daughter. She doesn't want me heartlessly, not me. When things spread, people will only say she's wrong, and no one will say my fault!"

Murong Yu looked at her with disappointed eyes and a cold heart.

It is reasonable to say that when he is a son, he should not say that his biological mother is not.

But he couldn't help saying in his heart that his mother is really... Good for nothing except a good face.

Eccentric.

Confused.

Even... Stupid!

Ugly women can be saved. Just make up.

But stupid women are really hopeless.

Murong poetry inherited his fucking stupidity.

Even more hopeless than fucking.

His mother at least has a beautiful face. His father planted her and married her.

Murong's poems are ugly and stupid.

He swore that even if he didn't marry a wife in his life, he would never marry a fool like his mother!

Exhausted, he looked at Murong Jin and begged, "Xiaojin, mom doesn't mean any harm. She's just... Confused. You look at your brother's face. Don't worry about her. You don't like her. It's better if you don't see her in the future. Your father and brother still hurt you. Don't make your father and brother sad, will you?"

Murong Jin was silent.

The eldest brother is the best person to her in this family.

Maybe she's in sympathy with each other. Big brother loves her very much.

Although one of them is at home and the other is abroad, the eldest brother will fly back to China to see her when he has time and take her everywhere to play. If there is anything delicious and fun, he will think of her.

When they can't see each other, they often video.

Knowing that her parents would settle down with her eldest brother and Murong Shi, she was probably most excited to meet her eldest brother often.

Now, looking at the big brother's low-key plea, her heart is aching. She really can't say "no"

Word.

She breathed out, "forget it, I'll die of old age."

After that, she turned and left.

Murongchen didn't call her again.

Lin Xinya and Murong poetry are beyond his care.

As long as the son has a good relationship with his second daughter.

He had a hunch that his second daughter would make great achievements.

Even if he can't marry into a rich family, he will stand out in the future with his second daughter's IQ and ability.

This is the golden thigh close at hand. Lin Xinya and Murong poetry have inherent advantages.

As long as they are a little nicer to Murong brocade, they will have endless benefits in the future.

But they wouldn't.

I want to die.

I want to extrapolate Murong brocade.

They deserve to suffer and be down all their lives!

Murong Jin left the hotel and didn't want to go back to his room and wander aimlessly.

Many things, can not think about, the more you think, the more wronged you are.

She is like this. The more she thinks, the more she is wronged.

Can be a cavity of grievances, no one to sue.

She wanted to go back to her grandparents, jump into their arms and cry.

Grandpa and grandma are in poor health. She doesn't dare to make grandpa and grandma angry.

She found a place where there was no one, leaned against the tree trunk, sat on the ground, buried her face in her knees and cried.

She cried for a long time, her voice was hoarse, and a helpless voice sounded over her head, "are you still crying? No more crying! "

She was startled and jumped up from the ground subconsciously.

But she sat too long and her legs were numb. As soon as she stood up, her legs softened and fell to the ground.

She was so frightened that she closed her eyes and was ready to make close contact with the earth, but she fell into a strong chest.