The big man's wife is beautiful and sassy

On the flower bed by the roadside, Zhou Hui was sitting on it, her eyes glazed over, her hair was randomly held in a clip, looking a little messy.

The edges of the clothes on his body were wrinkled, and it could be seen that they hadn't been changed for several days.

Who would have thought that Mrs. Xiao's family, who used to be so beautiful, would look like this now.

Han Yi walked up to her one by one, but she didn't respond.

"Mrs. Xiao, hello."

It wasn't until Zhou Hui's body trembled when she heard Mrs. Xiao's name that her eyes slowly focused and she slowly raised her head.

"It's you?"

Zhou Hui naturally knew Han Yiyi, and her face immediately sank when she saw her. She knew that her daughter and Han Yiyi were not compatible.

This woman even bullied her daughter, Zhou Hui certainly didn't have a good face when facing Han Yiyi.

"Madam Xiao, let's have a chat."

Zhou Hui stood up: "I'm not Mrs. Xiao anymore, you don't need to call me that, and we have nothing to talk about."

"You don't want to know why Xiao Jinsong wants to divorce you?" Han Yi said lightly.

Zhou Hui froze, turned her head suddenly, and looked at her closely: "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, I just feel that everyone, only you, was kept in the dark. It's very pitiful. I just saw you today. Just take it as a day of kindness from me."

"What's in the dark, tell me clearly." Zhou Hui's face was very ugly.

Han Yiyi raised his eyebrows: "There is nothing else to say, it's all a bad debt, but there is one thing, I think you will want to know."

"Xiao Yu is Xiao Jinsong's biological daughter, but it's not your choice."

Zhou Hui's eyes widened suddenly: "Shut up, what nonsense are you talking about? How could Xiaoyu not be my daughter? You don't sow discord here. Do you think I will believe your nonsense? It's ridiculous."

She really found it ridiculous.

Han Yi hooked his lips together: "Mrs. Xiao, in this developed society, DNA tests are everywhere. Do you think I will lie to you?"

Zhou Hui froze.

"By the way, Xiao Jinsong is well aware of this matter, and Xiao Yu herself has always known about it."

"If I don't tell you, I'm afraid you won't know about it for the rest of your life."

Zhou Hui's figure shook violently, her face turned pale, and she kept shaking her head: "No, no, it's impossible, how could Xiaoyu not be my daughter, how could it be..."

Han Yiyi said nothing more, turned around and left.

After she got in the car, she told the driver: "Let's go."

While starting the car, the driver glanced at Zhou Hui who had a strange expression on his face: "Ma'am, who is she?"

Looking at the receding scenery outside the window, Han Yi said softly, "A poor woman."

Yes, can't you be pitiful, being deceived by the man you love for more than 20 years, and treating other people's daughters as your own daughters for more than 20 years.

In the end, she will be kicked away by her husband.

……

Wujing wants to treat Mu Qinke, so he stays in the villa. What Han Yiyi hears most every day is the bickering between Wuying and Wujing.

"Wu Zing, come out for me, why are my clothes like this? Did you do it?"

Wuying came out with a skirt, and went downstairs with a face full of anger and shouted.

Wujing walked down slowly: "What's the matter? I heard your ghost screaming early in the morning, do you think your voice is very nice?"

"Hmph, don't bother me, let me ask you, why is there a hole in my clothes, is it you?"

Wujing raised his eyebrows: "Oh, that, I found an extra piece of clothing in the closet yesterday that doesn't belong to me, and I thought it should be yours."

"I was very kind, and I ironed yours when I ironed the clothes, but I haven't ironed much, and I'm not very skilled, so that's how it is."

Wuying gritted his teeth: "Then how are your clothes ironed?"

Wu Zing smiled: "Because it was the first one I ironed, although I made a mistake, but fortunately, I know what temperature is more suitable. Fortunately, the clothes I ironed after that are all good."

Han Yiyi: "..." These words really hurt my heart.

"I knew you did it on purpose, damn it, thirty-six thousand, lose money."

Wu Zing raised his eyebrows: "Tsk, in my impression, you are not a person who likes to wear skirts, so it is really strange that you would buy such an expensive skirt."

"It's none of your business, pay me money." Wuying said viciously.

"Okay, just wait." Wu Zing shrugged, turned and went upstairs.

Han Yiyi was surprised: "Why did she compromise so easily this time?"

"Hmph, she also knows that she is wrong, so she is sensible."

Seeing Wujing being so knowledgeable, Wuying's face looked a lot better.

Soon, it came down without a trace.

"What about the money?"

"Money, what money?"

Wuying stared: "Don't play dumb for me."

"Oh, you said this dress, I don't think it's worth thirty-six thousand, and besides, this dress doesn't match your temperament too much."

"As compensation, I think it will be more valuable to help you save your aesthetics."

Wu Zing said, and took out another skirt from behind with a smile: "Look, with your appearance, wearing this kind of revealing and sexy skirt is not suitable at all, or mine is more suitable for you."

Han Yiyi stared wide-eyed, looking at the...children's skirt in Wu Zing's hand, he didn't even dare to look at Wu Ying's expression, put down the magazine decisively, and walked out the door.

Sure enough, she knew that things would not be so simple, and soon, Wuying's earth-shattering roar came from behind.

"Wujing, are you courting death?"

As soon as Han Yiyi left the villa, he met Mu Chenzhou who came in.

"Are you going out?"

"Wait, don't go in either, Wujing and Wuying are fighting inside again." Han Yiyi immediately stopped Mu Chenzhou.

In the next second, a vase suddenly flew towards the two of them.

Mu Chenzhou squinted his eyes, and pulled Han Yi to dodge one by one. The vase fell to the ground, smashed to pieces, and smashed to pieces.

His face darkened, and he dragged Han into the room one by one.

"What's the matter?"

The two figures who were jumping up and down were taken aback for a moment, and then separated immediately.

He ignored Wuying, looked at Wujing and said coldly: "I didn't call you here to let you live comfortably every day."

"When will my elder brother's symptoms recover?"

Wu Zing pursed his lips: "Not sure."

Mu Chenzhou sneered: "There is a kind of medicine in Southeast Asia. After taking it, I will have a feeling of heart paralysis and cramping for three hours every night. It is specially used by the organization in the Golden Triangle to deal with disobedient subordinates. The effect is very good."

"Do you want to try it?"

Wu Zing's body froze, his complexion suddenly tightened, and he lowered his eyes.

"Let me ask you again, when will people regain their sobriety." He said with a cold face.

Wujing was silent for a while, then said with difficulty: "Three months."

"Very good, three months, I must see results every month, otherwise..."

Mu Chenzhou's voice was full of warning, and he left with Han Yiyi after speaking.