Chapter 54 You Find It Yourself (1 More)
The mother and daughter Bailian came to "beg forgiveness"!
There is always a kind of person in this world who hurts you and insists on asking you to forgive them!
When you don't forgive, it seems that you are sorry for them in turn.
Xiao Qiuci's mother and daughter are quite proficient in doing this kind of thing.
She stole Jiang Huanqing's husband, and even came to her door crying and begging for forgiveness... They looked aggrieved and crying, as if their mother and daughter were the victims!
However, when Yun Hua mentioned the matter of not getting a divorce, and then the matter of marrying the Qi family, Xiao Qiuci's mother and daughter changed their faces in an instant!
"Qingqing, I know that you will never forgive me no matter what, and I have no face to ask you to forgive me. I just came here to tell you that I really didn't mean to, and I couldn't help myself..."
Xiao Qiuci wiped away tears, pulled Xiao Ruyue, "Qingqing, I know you're in a bad mood right now, and you don't want to listen to me. I'll go back with Yueyue first, no matter what, I'm the one who broke your heart ... Qingqing, I would rather you beat me and scold me, so that I can feel better in my heart. But you are too soft-hearted, you will only be sad in silence..."
"Aunt Xiao!"
Yun Hua suddenly spoke, interrupting Xiao Qiuci's affectionate monologue.
Xiao Qiuci looked at Yun Hua.
Yun Hua stepped forward and smiled at Xiao Qiuci: "Aunt Xiao, can you bend down a little, I can't reach it."
Xiao Qiuci looked puzzled, but still looked at Yun Hua tenderly, and bent down: "Huahua, is there anything you want to say to Auntie? I'm really sorry, Auntie never thought of destroying your family, let alone I thought about taking your father away..."
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
Yun Hua slapped Xiao Qiuci three times so hard that her hands were numb from the shock!
And Xiao Qiuci, who bent over and brought his head closer, seemed to be looking for a beating with his face!
Xiao Qiuci staggered back a few steps, covered his face, and looked at Yun Hua in disbelief.
Xiao Ruyue next to her was already mad with anger: "Yun Hua, what are you doing? How could you beat my mother! Are you crazy!"
Yun Hua smiled, and blinked at Xiao Qiuci: "Aunt Xiao, didn't you say it yourself? Beating and scolding you can make you feel better... To make you feel better, I did as I did." .Hey, Aunt Xiao, you have such a thick skin that my hand hurts from beating me!"
Jiang Huanqing was also shocked when he saw this scene.
But I have to say, the mood is really refreshing!
But at the same time, Jiang Huanqing felt very guilty. She was too cowardly to let her daughter stand out for her! It must not be like this again, it should be her who protects her daughter.
At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and Yun Congjun, who was sweating profusely, came in from the outside. It seemed that he had rushed over in a hurry, with sweat on his forehead!
As soon as Yun Congjun entered, Xiao Ruyue burst into tears of grievance: "Uncle Yun...Huahua is crazy, she actually slapped my mother... Woohoo, my mother's face is swollen... Hurry up and give it to mom!" take a look……"
As soon as he heard that Xiao Qiuci was beaten, Yun Congjun stared instantly, his face could scare a child to tears.
Yun Hua looked innocent: "Aunt Xiao asked me to beat her..."
Yun Congjun quickly put his arms around Xiao Qiuci, wanting to take away Xiao Qiuci's hand covering his face and look at her face.
Xiao Qiuci's eyes were red, tears were streaming down his face, but he forced a smile and said to Yun Congjun: "It's okay to join the army, don't blame Huahua, I know she feels uncomfortable, if you slap me a few times to make her happy... I don't care , it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."
"It's all swollen and still says it doesn't hurt!" Yun Congjun gritted his teeth angrily.
He turned his head and stabbed at Yun Hua like a sword.
Jiang Huanqing hurriedly pulled Yun Hua, and pulled Yun Hua behind her. She raised her head and stared at Yun Congjun with unprecedented momentum: "What do you want? Let me tell you, don't try to touch me again." Draw a finger!"