The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Wei Junze ignored Xu Yuying's inside and outside words.

He took the juice and went into Wei Qinyu's room.

In the past, he would not pay attention to these details.

But after Wei Qinyu's reminder, he found that Xu Yuying, who was about the same age as his daughter, had too many hearts than her beach.

No wonder the beach is so miserable.

Don't say it's the beach. He's an old man. He hasn't noticed the twists and turns in it?

"Dad." Wei Qinyu had long heard the conversation at the door in the room. At this moment, he was not surprised to see Wei Junze coming in. He glanced at the juice in his hand, "this can't be given to mom."

"Maybe Xu Yuying is still spitting in it."

One sentence made Wei Junze feel sick.

Although there are nannies cooking at home, Liu Yan said that she was afraid of not doing what Liu Ying wanted. In addition, she felt it was bad to do nothing at home. She did most of the work herself.

So... The question is, if Xu Yuying is like this, is Liu Yan like this?

How much saliva does the family have to eat from the mother and daughter?

Wei Junze's face is black.

"I'll let them go now."

"Dad." Wei Qinyu hurriedly stopped him, "can you not be so impulsive? Your mother will definitely quarrel with you. Isn't it cheaper for Liu Yan and them?"

Wei Junze is really angry.

"Dad, I know you have many ways to make their lives worse than death, but," Wei Qinyu said, "I will revenge myself for my own revenge, okay?"

She can't cling to her parents all her life.

How to grow like this?

There will be many things in the future.

Wei Junze looked at his daughter. Although he had not experienced the things she described, he could feel something from her expression.

But now it seems that what he thinks is too simple.

Wei Qinyu didn't tell Wei Junze that Liu Yan might have given birth control pills in Liu Ying's meal.

This matter is too big, and she has no evidence yet.

When she wanted to wait for someone to get all the stolen goods, Liu Yan could no longer sophisticate.

After Xu Yuying came downstairs, Liu Yan saw that she came out so quickly with empty hands and asked, "did your little aunt drink so soon?"

"No." Xu Yuying put the plate on the table and sat down on the chair. "My aunt fell asleep. My uncle said he wanted to drink on the beach, so he was going to give her a drink."

If she had known it was for her, she should have spit in the quilt.

"Mom, when will we move out of this house?" Xu Yuying lay on the table. "I don't want to serve them anymore."

Although living in this villa, she felt uncomfortable at the thought of serving Wei Qinyu's girl.

"Are you itching again?" Liu Yan's eyes lightly skimmed over, "have you forgotten what we said before?"

Xu Yuying was still lazily sitting on the chair. Hearing her words, she immediately sat up straight from the chair.

"No." She said hurriedly.

Liu Yan is a sweet and bitter face. She looks very gentle on the surface and speaks softly. Especially when she smiles, she is simply an image of a loving mother.

But privately, only her children know how vicious her nature is.

She is not only cruel to her children, but also cruel to herself.