Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

"Am I right?"

Han Xiaomei burst into tears, "Sister, don't say that, it's not what you think, Daddy and Mommy are doing it for your own good, after all, you are not like before..."

She paused at this point, carefully looking at Han Yanran's face.

Even if she didn't finish her words, the meaning was already obvious.

Your Han Yanran's face has been ruined, you are no longer the celestial beauty you used to be.

Now you don't have that bunch of men flocking to you.

It is already a great joy for you to marry into the Tang family. What right do you, Han Yanran, have to pick and choose here?

You don't really think that Ji Ziyang really likes you, do you?
You don't even look in the mirror to see your current face. How can such an ugly face have the right to compete with me!

Han Xiaomei's tears fell one by one, but she looked at Han Yanran without any warmth.

Han Xiaomei sneered in her heart: "Han Yanran, you see clearly your status in the family, if you are smart, go to the Tang family quickly, don't be an eyesore here!"

Get out of here quickly!

Now that you have become what you are now, then accept your fate!

The Han family only needs a princess like her. Han Yanran, you only need to be a marriage tool.

A tool that just shuts up and says nothing more will do!

Han Yanran looked at her, and for a moment felt that the woman in front of her was very strange.

"Little sister Han, I'm your own sister!"

Han Yanran never felt that she was such a good sister, and her relationship with her younger sister was not very good since she was a child.

But she never thought of anything bad for her.

From the bottom of her heart, she still hopes that she can live a good life and smile heartlessly every day.

But it was this kind of Han Xiaomei who in her opinion had no heart at all, but now she was laying a trap for her, waiting for her to step into it when she came back.

Han Yuejun's face darkened slightly, and he said in a cold voice: "You also know that you are her own sister. Look at what you have done. If this matter gets out, my entire Han family will lose all face!"

Han Yanran's tone was cold, "Don't you always feel that I have lost your face, and it's not just today."

I feel ashamed of her, heh, that's not the first day!

Han's mother said anxiously: "Yanran, don't be angry. If you apologize for this matter, your father will calm down."

"Why should I apologize? I didn't do anything. Even if I want to apologize, the person who framed me should stand up and apologize to me!"

She was the victim, why did she say sorry?
Han Yanran stared at Han Xiaomei over there with a burning gaze, which made Han Xiaomei subconsciously recognize and opened her eyes, and hurriedly avoided her gaze.

She seemed to remember something.

The last time Tang Shaoting was called to the house, it seemed that Han Xiaomei brought out a jug of juice.

Could it be in the juice at that time?

Han Yanran was taken aback for a moment, and when she looked at Han Xiaomei, she became colder and colder.

If it was her too...

"Snapped!"

The ceramic cup hit the ground hard, and the tea splashed all over the floor.

"Shut up, if it wasn't for you, the little girl would have taken that medicine by herself? She is only a child, and she is usually at home. Do you think she is messing around outside all day like you?"

Han Yuejun's reprimand sounded at the same time as the cup shattered, ruthlessly like the coldest snow in winter, chilling his heart.