Lin Qingxi's beautiful eyes softened, and she glanced at the ugly-faced Zhao woman from the corner of her eye, with a sad expression on her face: "Auntie, I won't interrupt you to reminisce about old times. Go home early after chatting, and I'll prepare a midnight snack for you."

"Thank you for your hard work, auntie." Han Jiangxue held Lin Qingxi's arm affectionately. As soon as she entered the room, she personally sent her aunt out, then closed the door and walked into the living room expressionlessly.

Ms. Zhao had just adjusted her mentality and prepared for the mother-daughter conversation she had been looking forward to for nearly 30 years.

Before Han Jiangxue sat down, she said in an indifferent tone: "Don't give me any advice on my family affairs in the future, you are not worthy."

The Zhao woman sarcastically said, "Are you worthy of my advice? Who are you?"

Han Jiangxue sat down with a calm face and a cold body.

The clock on the wall was ticking.

Han Jiangxue was face to face with the woman alone. She was not as restrained as before in happiness, but a little more open and sharp.

"Tell me, what do you want to talk about? I'm sleepy." The Zhao woman picked up the teacup with a perfunctory look.

"Have you ever loved my dad?" Han Jiangxue said coldly, seizing the woman.

"What does it have to do with you?" the Zhao woman asked with narrowed eyes.

"I'm just curious, how could such an outstanding man like my dad like you." Han Jiangxue said lightly, each word hurting her heart.

"What kind of woman am I?" the Zhao woman said coldly. "you know me well?"

"I don't know." Han Jiangxue said indifferently. "I don't want to know either."

"I don't think there is any need to understand a woman who doesn't even want her own daughter and is indifferent to watching her husband suffer." Han Jiangxue said coldly.

"Old Demon Han can teach you like this." The Zhao woman sneered. "You are self-righteous, arrogant and domineering. You think the whole world has to revolve around you and everyone has to follow your temper."

"Do you really think that everyone and everything in this world has to listen to you?"

"You can do whatever you want?"

"Do you have any brains? What about the situation of the eldest lady of the Han family?"

Han Jiangxue listened to the woman's tirade expressionlessly, her red lips slightly opened, and she said word by word: "Your mother, pattern."

"You fucking scolded me!?" The Zhao woman was furious.

"If I weren't afraid of being struck by lightning, I would beat you to death." Han Jiangxue said in a cold voice.

"You can't even protect your husband and children, why are you pretending to be your mother in front of me?"

"Return to the great leader, return to the sky, return to the sky, return to the capital's iron lady."

Han Jiangxue stared at the woman coldly, with disgust and disdain written on her face: "If my husband is beaten, I will risk my life to protect him. If I can't protect him, I will die with him."

"If anyone dares to touch a hair on my child's head, I will kill his entire family."

"Zhao Changying, in your eyes, who are you? Mother? Wife? Leader? Or a protected animal on the verge of extinction? If you die, will the earth stop spinning? Will it be destroyed?"

"What kind of structure are you talking to me about? What kind of truth are you telling me? My family is gone, what kind of bullshit structure are you insisting on? What you call a brain means that you can kill your father and mother, but you can't be killed?"

"You are such a little fairy."

Han Jiangxue's every word was heart-breaking and her words were extremely vicious.

It was as if all the anger and grievances of the past 30 years were being vented in one breath.

And this was also the reason why she didn't want Zhang Ruoyu to go with her.

She didn't want Brother Zhang to see such an ugly and ferocious face of hers.

After listening to Han Jiangxue's angry rebuke through gritted teeth, Zhao Changying endured it, endured it, and endured it again.

She kept telling herself that the idiot daughter sitting in front of her didn't understand anything, she was just a spoiled little brat.

Being angry with her will make you look older and get wrinkles.

"Get out after you've finished scolding me." Zhao Changying suppressed the anger in his heart. "If you scold me again, you may be struck by lightning."

"When I am struck by lightning, I will hold you until I die together." Han Jiangxue stood up with aura and glanced at Zhao Changying coldly. "Back then, it would have been better for my dad to shoot you on the wall than in your stomach."

"Get the hell out of here!" Zhao Changying's face turned green.

Who the hell did this stupid woman learn from?Is the pornographic tone coming to my mother?

After watching Han Jiangxue leave angrily, Zhao Changying called Han Laomo while trembling all over.

"Han, how the hell did you raise your daughter? Is it easy for me to get pregnant in ten months? How much pressure did I feel when I gave birth to her? Does she know how many stitches she had to sew? Why did she scold me!? Why did she say that? I don’t deserve to be a wife or a mother?! Does she know what the environment and the situation were back then?”

"She doesn't know anything, why should I take the whole blame!?"

Old Mo Han had already expected a curse.

So he turned on speakerphone and turned down the volume to prevent deafness.

After the eighth mother-in-law finished scolding her, Han Laomo persuaded her patiently: "How can a mother be angry with her daughter? The situation is too small."

"Ge pattern your mother!"

Zhao Changying cursed loudly.

"Hey, why are you still cursing? I didn't offend you." Old Demon Han felt a little aggrieved.

"You fucking ejaculated in the toilet in the first place! You gave birth to such a wicked and angry woman!" Zhao Changying's defense was completely broken.

"Alas, actually Xuebao was not like this before." Old Mo Han sighed. "She has changed since we got married. She is arrogant, domineering, and arrogant. Not to mention you, even I can't squeeze her teeth."

"You even use someone named Zhang to oppress me? Do you really think I'm afraid of that damn cook!?"

Old Demon Han waited in silence.

I don’t know if it’s the default or not.

Ding dong.

A text message came in from Zhao Changying's mobile phone.

It was from the bastard who commented on Zhang Xiangbei!

"Xiao Zhao, are you done talking? You didn't bully Xuebao, right? Didn't you say harsh words? She has a soft temper, and has lost courage after getting married. She is also sensitive and suspicious, and has low self-esteem."

"I didn't come with her, mainly because I was afraid that you would be burdened and unable to let go. I believe you can understand."

"I understand your mother!"

Zhao Changying was furious.

"Hey, why are you still swearing?"

Zhao Changying trembled and called over, gritting his teeth and said: "If you fucking divorce someone named Han, then how I treat her has nothing to do with you!"

"If you fucking refuse to divorce her, then I will be your mother-in-law!"

"Is this how you fucking talk to your mother-in-law!? Do you have a tutor? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

"How the hell do you call me Xiao Zhao! I'm one year older than your mother. Why the hell do you call me Xiao Zhao!? Ah!?"

"Can you, you little bastard, have some fucking qualities and some fucking tutoring!?"

Brother Zhang had no experience and didn’t turn on the speakerphone, so he listened close to his ear.

After listening, his head was buzzing.

He picked his ears, moved his phone away, and said firmly: "Excuse me, I dialed the wrong number."

Then hung up.

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