Feng Xiaolian said, then looked at Yang Xinyi and said, "don't let your daughter cling to my son. You don't care about being a mother?"

Feng Xiaolian's words were like a slap in the face. Yang Xinyi blushed and dared not look up.

Xia Ling was almost stunned when she heard Feng Xiaolian's words. After a while, she said wrongfully, "aunt, most of the money was spent by Xiaohui. I stole money for Xiaohui?"

Xia Jianye sat aside, his eyes indifferent, let alone talking. He was a little discouraged to Xia Ling.

Xia Jianye didn't speak, and Zhang Fulai was happy to watch the excitement.

After listening to Xia Ling's words, Feng Xiaolian angrily said, "Xia Ling, don't take my son as a shield. Look at my son's honesty and bullying, isn't it? My son didn't let you steal the money. It's obviously your own hands and feet. Don't blame my son."

Yang Xinyi has the idea of being a close family with Zhang Jia after all. Even if she can't lift her head after being scolded, she still urges Xia Ling: "don't be angry when Feng does something. Xiao Ling doesn't mean that."

Yang Xinyi tried her best to say good things for Xia Ling. "My Xiaoling just likes Xiaohui so much. She is willing to do anything for Xiaohui. For the sake of such deep feelings between the two children, promise them?"

"Impossible," Feng Xiaolian thought or didn't want to say, "I can't let my son marry a thief into the door. It's not discussed!"

Xia Ling has always been afraid of Feng Xiaolian. Feng Xiaolian is too strong. Even Zhang Xiaohui is afraid of his mother, let alone Xia Ling's horizontal in her nest.

Xia Ling's face was full of tears and her eyes were dazed and helpless.

Xia Jianye criticized the education before: when she said she shouldn't steal money, Xia Ling didn't think so. She felt that taking her own father's money can't be called stealing. Moreover, she stole money to contribute to her own great love career. What a glorious thing?

Love can't be measured by money, can it?

But now, even Zhang Xiaohui's mother said she was a thief and said that a thief like her was not worthy to enter the door of Zhangjia. Xia Ling realized that she might have really done wrong.

Xia Ling choked and looked at Zhang Xiaohui and begged, "Xiaohui, please help me say good words. Our relationship is so good that I'm not willing to separate from you. I can't live without you!"

Zhang Xiaohui is not completely indifferent to Xia Ling. Xia Ling has been following Zhang Xiaohui's ass these days and has served Zhang Xiaohui in every way.

What does Zhang Xiaohui want? Xia Ling will give him something!

What do you want to buy?

Without money, Xia Ling will get him money.

Zhang Xiaohui quite enjoys the feeling of being served, so he is not tired of Xia Ling now.

Seeing Xia Ling begging herself, Zhang Xiaohui couldn't help but stretch out his hand and pull Feng Xiaolian's clothes. He whispered, "Mom, I think Xiao Ling is very good. She won't steal money again in the future. Just promise us to be together?"

Xia Ling nodded like garlic as a guarantee, "aunt, I won't dare again, really... I won't dare again."

Xia Jianye saw this scene and felt sad. He had said so much before. Xia Ling didn't take it seriously at all.

But now for a man, Xia Ling has lost all her dignity.

Feng Lian patted off her son's hand unhappily and scolded in a low voice, "if you're worthless, share it with Xia Ling. Mom will find you a good one."

After listening to Feng Xiaolian's words, Zhang Xiaohui stopped persuading him. Anyway, his mother said: we should find him a better one.

"I think it's settled," Feng Xiaolian said forcefully. "It's nothing. Let's go first."

Feng Xiaolian pulls up her son and turns around to leave the Xia family.

Xia Ling quickly opened her hand to block them in front. Her red and swollen eyes were hazy with tears. She stared at Zhang Xiaohui tightly and cried, "Xiaohui, I really can't live without you. Don't go? Please..."

Zhang Fulai smiled at Xia Jianye and said sarcastically, "Mr. Xia, what I said is right. It's not my son who can't live without your daughter. Now it's your daughter... Can't live without my son!"

Xia Jianye, with a black face, scolded, "Xia Ling, are you ashamed enough to come here?"

Xia Ling suddenly lost control of her emotions and shouted, "you old stubborn, you have no right to take care of me. It's because you are busy that Xiaohui ignores me, and my aunt doesn't let me in. It's all your fault, all your fault..."

As soon as Xia Ling said this, Xia Jianye only felt that his head was confused, his eyes were dark and his feet were unstable. He fell and sat on the sofa, covering his chest. He just felt out of breath and pointed to Xia Ling, "you... You, I'm your father. Can I harm you?"

Xia Ling ignored it and cried, "you hurt Xiaohui and left me. You don't deserve to be my father. I don't have a father like you..."

Zhang Fulai watched the excitement with a smile, while Feng Xiaolian glanced and said coldly to Xia Ling, "do you think you can change my mind if you block here? I tell you: you and Xiaohui will never be able to enter my house without my nod!"

Seeing Feng Xiaolian's resolute attitude, Xia Ling lowered her head, clenched her teeth on her lips, and raised her head fiercely after a moment of struggle flashed in her eyes,

At the moment, Xia Ling's hesitation and struggle in her eyes turned into a decision. Suddenly she shouted, "I have Xiaohui's child in my stomach!"

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