After admitting the wrong person and getting the wrong certificate, the heir of a wealthy family bec

Bhutto couldn't accept it. Why did this woman who had only received a few days of education stand higher and farther than him?

She should have just been kneeling on the ground and looking up at him!

“Bhutto, looking at your reaction now, I know that in your heart, up to this moment, you still look down on your wife.

It's only because of the situation that you have to bow your head temporarily!

You'll never learn to respect!

He doesn't deserve her and the children's forgiveness!

You are destined to pay the price for your wrongdoings!"

Wen Rao's words tore off Bhutto's last fig leaf.

“Bhutto, Mrs. Zhan is right.

She spoke my mind.

I haven't read much, and I'm going crazy because of some of the things I keep in my heart.

I want to say it, but I don't know how.

I’m grateful to her for speaking up for me.”

Bhutto's wife looked at Wen Rao with tears in her eyes.

When her eyes fell on her two daughters, she felt that everything was worth it.

She didn't have the conditions before. It was hard for her to live a normal life, and she didn't know how to educate her daughter.

In fact, she used to feel guilty towards her two daughters.

Now that she has the chance, she must seize it.

It doesn’t matter even if my two daughters become ordinary people in the future.

In short, we can't go back to our old ways.

"Don't listen to her! Her husband is Zhan Yan!

She has the capital to do whatever she wants!

What do you have? You're carrying two burdens with you!

You have no better choice than to come back with me and live a good life!

I promise you, when I go out to work, you just need to stay at home to take care of the children and serve me food and drink!

I will never hit you or scold you again!

I can swear!

Don’t listen to them.”

Bhutto painted a big pie for his daughter-in-law, which he thought was a gift from the emperor, but in his daughter-in-law's eyes it was not worth mentioning.

“Bhutto, I don’t care.

It really doesn't matter to you.

I have filed for divorce.

Now that you have kidnapped our two daughters, our marriage will definitely end!

My daughters and I will live a good life in the future.

The premise is that you and your old lady are not involved."

After Bhutto's wife finished speaking, she took her daughters' hands and bowed to Wen Rao and the principal and others who came with her.

The next moment, he strode into Qingshan Pavilion.

At this moment, her back is not just that of a mother, but also herself, the real herself after turning thirty.

Bhutto was completely dumbfounded.

He wanted to scold the old lady again, but she rolled her eyes and fainted.

Everyone at the scene was stunned.

How can you feel dizzy just like that?

Is it real dizziness or fake dizziness?

Wen Rao looked at the old lady who was lying on the ground in a relatively comfortable position and nodded silently to Jin Xi.

Jin Xi grinned and immediately understood what Wen Rao meant.

“Don’t be afraid, I know acupuncture and acupressure.

I gave her a few injections and she woke up."

Jin Xi said this as he rolled up his sleeves and walked up to the old lady.

She really knows some acupuncture and acupressure.

But the old lady didn't know her background, and when Jin Xi approached her, the old lady's body trembled slightly.

Seeing this, Jin Xi's smile widened.

Just as the needle in his hand was about to fall on the old lady's philtrum, she suddenly gasped and opened her eyes.

"Jin Xi, are you learning Qigong?

How come she woke up before I even touched her?

If you don’t know, you might think you are shooting at the target from a distance.”

As soon as Wen Rao made the sarcastic remark, the neighbors who were watching understood what she meant and burst into laughter.

The old lady's face, which was pale before, turned purple-red now.

Wen Rao deliberately said that Jin Xi had not met the old lady yet, so as not to give the old lady the opportunity to wrongly accuse Jin Xi.