Little fool, please sign for delivery

"I'm bored with my mother..." Liu Cenhui looked calm, tapped the handle of the wheelchair with his fingers, and was about to pull Funing to leave.

Who would have thought that with a shake, Fu Ning quickly broke away from his hold, and then took a step to the left to block Liu Cenhui behind him.

"This aunt—how do you know that it's not because of your own physical problems that you don't have an appetite? Why blame Huihui?" The young man's clear voice echoed in the living room, but the words he uttered could be heard every minute Fire started.

"Besides, your figure should eat less and lose weight. Other girls are so thin and beautiful. Although you are old, you still have to love beauty."

Fu Ning said very disgustedly: "Don't blame others for your own problems. If you are not healthy, you can still treat it. If you have a problem with your brain...then there is nothing you can do about it."

The tone of his speech was ups and downs, three points pleasant and seven points tactful, Mo Yanru who was on the sofa was already trembling with anger.

But after Liu Cenhui heard it, after being surprised at first, he became playful, and then his expression became more and more weird.

Fu Ning sighed regretfully, glanced at Liu Cenhui out of the corner of his eye, and blinked his eyes, full of cunning.

At this moment, Mo Yanru's anger finally broke through the threshold: "My aunt? I'm fat? Where did you come from!"

"You are not a thing, and the person who brought you is not a thing either!" She stood up angrily, and her high-pitched voice reappeared, and Fu Ning couldn't bear the excitement any longer. He ran to hide behind Liu Cenhui, and raised his hand to cover it. Live both ears.

Hey, it's so ugly!

However, Fu Ning still remembered one thing——

He bent down and leaned into Liu Cenhui's ear: "Hui Hui, you are the prettiest, don't be sad."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Cenhui was stunned, he couldn't laugh or cry, and a warm current flowed slowly through his heart.

Frankly speaking, Mo Yanru's figure is still qualified, a little rich but not to the point where she needs to lose weight, and her skin is well maintained. At the age of more than 50, telling outsiders that forty can also make people convince.

but……

Fu Ning still remembered that when he was in the Fu family, his nominal little sister talked to the woman his father brought home like this.

But now, he just learned the original words.

Although he didn't quite understand the meaning of these words, whether it was before or now, judging from the other party's performance, it was obviously not a good word, and it could not be better to use it for revenge.

However, Fu Ning learned the language very well. The change in Liu Cenhui's face just now was because he heard Fu Ning's words in the back, with a bit of a little girl's arrogance.

Now, Mo Yanru looked at the two cubs on the opposite side who were still whispering, this kind of neglect of her made her go crazy.

Her face was very ugly, her hands were clenched tightly, and her fingers were deeply inserted into the palms of her hands.

Mo Yanru's voice lowered, and she looked at this side with hatred in her eyes: "You devil, you are a beast... I shouldn't have given birth to you, beast!"

"The little bastard raised by the big bastard, the little bastard married another bastard, hahaha, you Liu family doesn't have a single good thing!" She roared, the facial features on her face clustered together, and rushed towards this side.

Liu Cenhui's complexion changed, watching the rushing mother raised her right hand high and stepped forward with a ferocious face.

He subconsciously wanted to turn the wheelchair to avoid it, but the next moment, the pain he imagined did not appear, but after a crisp clapping sound, a thin figure appeared in front of him.

At the same time, Fu Ning let out an "ouch" and covered his rapidly swollen cheek.

For this slap, Mo Yanru used ten percent of his strength.