Boss on top: My wife is too hot

Facing Chen Caihua's deliberate difficulties and venting his emotions, Uncle Liang looked at the floor and chose to back down.

"Ma'am, I'm also thinking about the safety of Second Miss." Although Uncle Liang's voice was low, his attitude was very to the point.

"Safe? Do you really think that I can't see through your little thoughts? Is there that bitch at home, you dare to give me a face, but you are quite capable, and you are thinking about climbing on top of me. Shit!" Chen Caihua spat in anger, and his facial expression was also distorted to a certain extent.

"Ma'am, I've lived in Jiang's family for so many years, and I never have any such selfishness." Uncle Liang was so old, but he had to stand where he was and accept Chen Caihua's insult. In addition to sighing, there was disappointment in his heart.

"Hmph, I think you have the courage now!" Chen Caihua shouted angrily, raised his hand and pushed Uncle Liang hard.

Although Uncle Liang was mentally capable, his body couldn't bear it. He staggered and almost knocked over the table next to him.

After standing still for a long time, I saw Chen Caihua took two steps forward, and a slap was about to land on his face.

"You old bastard, see if I don't kill you!" The resentment in my heart accumulated in one place, and then it was about to burst out completely. Chen Caihua put all his strength into his hands, as if the person standing in front of him was not Uncle Liang, but Jiang Xiyuan, whom she hated the most.

Seeing that Chen Caihua's hand was about to fall on Uncle Liang's head, Jiang Xiyuan who stepped into the door took a sharp breath, "Stop!"

The sudden voice broke the previously oppressive atmosphere. Chen Caihua and Liang Bo raised their eyes at the same time, and looked towards the door. Compared with Liang Bo's concealed relief, Chen Caihua's expression was extremely stiff.

Chen Caihua paused for half a second with his hands in the air, his head became hot, and he actually accelerated her decision, gritted his teeth and dropped the slap in a daze.

"Crack!" A sound.

Liang Boyang's raised cheek was slapped firmly, the deafening sound made his ears ring for a moment, and when he realized it again, the corner of his mouth had been torn, blood oozing out and stained red His lips were slightly dry.

Jiang Xiyuan was stunned in place, looking at the condescending Chen Caihua in disbelief, her fluttering heart could not be calmed down for a long time.

If she didn't show up, Chen Caihua would attack Uncle Liang, but he said it was to vent the resentment in his heart.

But she had already come out to speak, yet Chen Caihua wanted to forcefully slap Uncle Liang. This was a deliberate provocation against Jiang Xiyuan.

"Uncle Liang, how are you?" Jiang Xiyuan suppressed the anger in her heart and hurried forward, ignoring the pain from the arm that Zhang Bo had ruthlessly pulled before, took his hand and carefully looked at the wound on his face .

"Miss, you are not with Mr. Zhang." Liang Bo did not recover from his astonishment, but saw her fiery eyes staring at his forehead, and immediately frowned, trying to turn his face to cover it. "Miss, you shouldn't come back."

Should not have come back.

At this time, Uncle Liang was still thinking about her.

Jiang Xiyuan's eyebrows darkened slightly, as if a knife was being stabbed fiercely in her heart.

After a long time, she raised her eyes and lightly touched Liang Bo's Wuqing forehead with her fingers. Her eyes were gentle, but her voice was full of coldness. "Here, how did you do it?"

"Missy." Uncle Liang's bloodshot eyes were sad, but he said firmly, "Don't worry, I'm really fine, Missy."

"I asked, how did the injury come about?"