President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

Xiao Qi also saw that Grandma Zhao's daughter was a woman, and she only used a little bit of strength. If she used all her strength, she would have few bones in her body now.

Grandma Zhao's son also came out, probably wanting to do something at first, but after seeing Xiao Qi, he subconsciously took a step back, inexplicably frightened by the evil spirit on Xiao Qi's face, although he didn't dare to do anything, but looking at Feng Yin's eyes But vicious.

Xiao Qi dialed Leng Yan immediately, before Leng Yan came, no one would think of touching Feng Yin again.

"I don't know what despicable and shameless means you used to coax my mother into giving you the house. Let me tell you, it's useless if you find helpers. I'm not afraid! What's mine will always be mine! No one can take it away." Let's go!" Grandma Zhao's son also started to growl.

The daughter even sat down on the ground, crying and crying.

"Black Tongue can hit people! Huh, huh... There are thugs! God can't tolerate it!"

"My mother's house was robbed, and the other party even found a thug to beat me!"

Grandma Zhao's daughter wiped the blood from her broken knee on her face while talking, and took a selfie while wiping it, and then posted it on Weibo after taking the picture.

She also wanted to take a picture of Feng Yin, but Xiao Qi stared back.

"When the old man was here, once every half a year, one of you cried and knelt down and said that you lost the gambling, and you didn't even have money for your child's schooling. Grandma Zhao didn't dislike it when she only had five hundred. The house was given to my younger brother, and now my younger brother has to rate another house with you. Fortunately, Grandma Zhao is a sensible person, and she has the real estate certificate and medical insurance card salary card in her own hands, otherwise... I am afraid that I will not even be able to live in the hospital Let me tell you, I won’t want the house, but I won’t give it to you either. I will donate merit and virtue on behalf of Grandma Zhao and do good deeds! In short, it has nothing to do with you!”

Feng Yin opened his mouth, his tone was stern and cold, his eyes were bone-chillingly cold, his daughter, who originally wanted to scold the shrew, was taken aback by her eyes, and he didn't know if it was too cold sitting on the ground, or because she was so frightened by her eyes, her whole body trembled, and she couldn't speak. can not say it clearly.

"You... all right, you wait! I won't let it go!"

Grandma Zhao's daughter got up from the ground and was talking on the phone while making porridge. The director stopped her and reminded her that the old man should be buried in the ground as soon as possible. She didn't care and let the old man's body stay there.

The old man's son also followed him, and it seemed that he had gone out to make a phone call to find a way to ask for a house.

From the beginning to the end, they didn't take a second look at the silent mother on the hospital bed.

It is said that only by raising children can you know the kindness of your parents, but in the eyes of Grandma Zhao and her children, only money and interests are important.

Feng Yin walked into the room, looked at the corpse covered with a white sheet, shook his head, and sat on the ground slowly, refusing to get up no matter who persuaded him.

Grandma Zhao is gone, the person she knows best here, who also regards her as a relative, just left...

Her mother passed away early, Feng Zhenghao could only use her, while Lu Liya and Feng Ling wanted to kill her. Mother's natal family has long since declined, and there is no one who can see her. The little uncle has settled down these years , but there are very few opportunities to meet each other, and Feng Zhenghao's relatives have brought their power and worship to the extreme.

She rarely experienced the warmth of family affection. Grandma Zhao gave her the warmth of family affection for less than a year, but she left as soon as she said it, without leaving her a word.

Feng Yin sat on the cold ground, unable to cry or shout.

The more this is the more dangerous.

If you can cry out, it is a kind of vent.