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Someone is back.

Hong Comb looked solemnly.

Hong Danxia, ​​immersed in grief, did not hear the sound of the door lock at all.

Or maybe they heard it and didn’t care at all.

"what are you doing?"

An angry scolding sounded, and the next second, Hong Danxia was pushed to the ground.

Hong Danxia raised her head, wiped her face, pulled out the chopsticks from her hair and stabbed the person who came.

The man was stabbed in pain, so he stretched out his hand and pushed Hong Danxia away.

"You are crazy!"

"Danxia, ​​how could you hit your man?"

A gentle female voice sounded, attracting the attention of everyone in the live broadcast room.

"My man?" Hong Danxia sneered.

"Am I my man or yours? You are so shameless. You are committing adultery with your own son. You are so fucking mean!"

Since giving birth to her baby, Hong Danxia has never used any curse words in her speech.

She was just afraid that the child would learn it accidentally, but now that she knew the child was not hers, why was she pretending?

It turned out that this woman was Hong Danxia’s mother-in-law. The fans in the live broadcast room looked over curiously.

It’s not anything else, the main thing is to see what this woman who has no ethics with her son looks like.

Seeing this, many water friends in the live broadcast room took a deep breath.

An ancient-style cheongsam perfectly showed off her figure. Perhaps because she was well-maintained, her appearance did not look like that of an aunt in her late fifties.

Standing next to Hong Danxia, ​​she is even younger and more refined than her.

Although Hong Danxia is under thirty because she has a baby, she looks like a woman in her thirties.

Coupled with the fact that she was not dressed up, she looked even more inferior than her mother-in-law.

"Are you sure this is her mother-in-law? I believe she is her sister."

"With this appearance and figure, I can definitely strike up a conversation while walking."

"Brother, I understand you. I really don't blame you. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to control it..."

"You brat, tell me again, what can't you control?"

"Mom, why are you watching my sister Shu's live broadcast?"

"Sent the screenshot to your dad so you can take care of yourself."

"Stop, I'm talking nonsense, I'm a bitch, I'm shameless..."

……

"How did you know?"

The expression of the woman in the cheongsam changed instantly. There was coldness, suspicion, and contempt, but there was no panic or fear of being discovered.

"Old man, your heart is really vicious. I won't say anything if you hold your child for me to raise, but why do you want to touch my child?"

"And you-"

Hong Danxia pointed at the man.

The next second, he received a solid slap on the face.

"Who do you think you are and why are you pointing at my son?"

Hong Danxia looked at the cheongsam woman with contempt on her face, her mind was stunned for a moment, and then she rushed forward.

"Ahhhhhh I'll kill you."

The cheongsam woman sneered. A sharp knife appeared in her hand and stabbed the woman.

At this critical moment, the cheongsam woman's wrist was caught.

"Isn't it okay to feel like you're being young forever?"

Hongshu stood beside the cheongsam woman, firmly grasping the sharp knife in her hand and smiling slightly.

"Not bad, you almost deceived me."

Hongshu gave her a "you're so awesome" look, then easily took the sharp knife from her hand and played with it.

"What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with you?"

The cheongsam woman looked wary at the sudden appearance of Hong Comb. Did she leave her door open just now and let this woman in?

Looking at Hongshu's delicate little face, the cheongsam woman glanced at Chen Anhang from the corner of her eye.

Seeing that his brows were furrowed and there was no look of infatuation for her in his eyes when he looked at Hongshu, he felt a little relieved.

"Hey, I've seen a lot of tricks. This is the first time I've seen tricks without realizing it."

The cheongsam woman moved her steps and stepped back, the vigilance in her eyes not diminishing at all.

She was keenly aware that the incomparably beautiful little girl in front of her was no ordinary person.

Maybe it was even for her.

"I'm talking about tearing up the skin. In order to protect your face and stay young forever, you have torn the skin of many girls, right?"

"You're talking nonsense," the cheongsam woman retorted, but there was a hint of guilt in her words.

"Am I talking nonsense?"

Redcomb smiled.

"You said that you have lost so many faces and become a trickster. Do you still need me to talk nonsense?"

Redcomb said, moving his steps, and in just a few seconds, he pulled a book from the bookshelf on the side.

Opening the book, he pulled out a yellow booklet.

The moment she saw the pamphlet, the cheongsam woman rushed forward like crazy, but was blocked by some inexplicable force.

She was freaking out a meter away from Redcomb.

"Look, isn't this evidence?"

"You can get this kind of evil book, you are so stupid, you are really not simple."

The skin-slipping sly didn't dare to look at Chen Anhang's eyes, and he became more and more crazy, "I'm not a skin-slipping sly, don't call me a skin-slipping sly again!!!"

Hongshu looked at the live broadcast room with a helpless smile on his lips.

"Tell me, why doesn't she admit it?"

"It's not like anyone can just become a skin-tearing trick. There are not many ways for ordinary people to become tricks. They are all evil arts, and many of them have been lost long ago."

"Besides, this thing also depends on talent."

"You said that this skin-tearing lady has directly cultivated into a trick before she was fifty. Isn't this something to be proud of?"

"Why aren't you allowed to talk?"

After Hong Comb said this, he curled his lips.

"You are talking nonsense! You are talking nonsense!"

"What a trick, this is obviously the method taught to me by the master!"

"A way to stay young forever!"

The ruthless look looks a little crazy.

"Grandma, why did my brother fall asleep on the sofa?"

A childish voice came slowly, attracting everyone's attention.

Hongshu looked over and saw a child of about seven or eight years old looking at everyone curiously. His eyes were shining brightly when he looked at Hongshu.

He ran over.

"Wow, sister, you are so delicious, even better than grandma."

Hong Danxia on the side sneered.

Sure enough, if he is not her biological child, he is not close to her, and if he opens his mouth or shuts up, he is his grandma.

Before Hong Comb could respond, Pei Gui's eyes lit up and he stretched out his hand to grab the child.

"Look, this is my son, I gave birth to him!"

"How can a ghost give birth to a son?"

The skin-sliding ghost was so eager to verify her human identity in front of Chen Anhang that she didn't even care about her other son.

Only eight years old, Chen Zewu froze on the spot, looking at this and that, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared.

"Your last child was born five years ago. It takes a process for a person to become a ghost."

"As you get older, you will naturally need more and more skin, and the intensity will gradually increase, which will naturally promote the progress of you becoming a trickster."

"The reason why your two children were born successfully is because you were still human at the time."

"Understand?"

The skin-striker roared: "You are talking nonsense. Since I am a ghost, why don't I have a ghost state?"

"I have a shadow and a body, so why am I a ghost?"

Redcomb raised his eyebrows: "I'm talking about weirdness, weird weirdness, not ghosts!"

"How could you be a ghost?"

"What do you think?"

"Not everyone can be a ghost."