Ninety lucky little sweet wife

The big families in Duancheng live in harmony on the surface, but they are fiercely competitive in the dark.

Especially the Lu and Xu families.

As for the Fang family, they are only juniors, and they are engaged in education, so there will inevitably be places where they need his help, so no one will trip Fang Peining.

As for Mr. Lu and Mrs. Xu.

Mr. Lu is full of economics, and he looks down on the rich and unkind people like the Xu family, and even disdains to join hands with them.

Mrs. Xu, who doesn't know a single word, never takes her hostility towards Mr. Lu seriously.

What happened to the ink you drank for a few years? It’s not the same as doing business.

It doesn't matter if you have tens of thousands of family fortunes, but in the end, you will have to fall on an idiot.

The reason why Mrs. Xu dotes on Xu Fei so much is probably because he is her only bargaining chip that can win over the Lu family.

Now, the bargaining chip in her hand was threatened, not only did Mrs. Xu not find the reason from herself, nor did she sum up the problem from Xu Fei, whose academic performance was a mess.

Instead, the contradiction was brought to grandson Peng Yang.

If Peng Yang can live up to his expectations and become the number one scholar in the city, there will be nothing wrong with his Lu family.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Xu rolled her eyes, put down the newspaper in her hand, and asked quickly, "Didn't the entrance examination results be released a few days ago? How many did you pass this time?"

Mrs. Xu didn't really care about Peng Yang's performance, she just had a glimmer of hope.

If her grandson can get the second place in the city, it will not be much worse than Lu's family, and she can still speak arrogantly in front of Mr. Lu.

"Eight out of 180." Peng Yang replied truthfully.

180 eight?

The numbers are pretty auspicious, but...

"Hold on, you got admitted to Duancheng No. [-] Middle School, you came in from the back of the trailer." Mrs. Xu immediately showed a mocking expression, her eyes almost turned out of the sky.

"Trailer tail." Xu Fei found this new word interesting, and couldn't help shouting, "Trailer tail, trailer tail..."

Peng Yang's face turned dark, his heart seemed to be sealed in an ice cellar, and then a sharp knife was scraped on it layer by layer. When the ice was scraped off, what was exposed was a cold In the bones, a fragile heart.

Grandmother is an elder, so there is nothing wrong with accusing herself.

But what is Xu Fei, a guy who doesn't even want him to take part in the final exam, why should he still laugh at him?

Perhaps Mrs. Xu was extremely disappointed with Peng Yang's grades, and she couldn't read the newspaper any longer. Aunt Fang dismissed her half-eaten breakfast, and then took her precious grandson to the living room.

The noise upstairs had never stopped, Mrs. Xu and Xu Fei turned a deaf ear to it, and the servants at home were not surprised at all. No one thought of going upstairs to dissuade them.

Peng Yang was left alone at the dining table, and on the newspaper in hand was Xiaoxiao's face with a dazzling smile.

Looking around secretly, he found that no one was paying attention to his side. A gloomy coldness flashed in Peng Yang's eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but there was no smile.

He raised his hand to pick up the newspaper that made Xu's family humiliate him, balled it in his palm, and put it in his trouser pocket.

Back in his six-square-meter room, Peng Yang took the newspaper out of his trouser pocket and spread it on the dilapidated desk carefully.

There was a pair of scissors in the drawer, and he cut out the portrait of Xiao Xiao from the newspaper bit by bit, and then pasted it on his diary.

The diary has a lock. He removed the original weak plastic lock and replaced it with a small steel lock.

Everyone in this family has secrets, and all his secrets are recorded in this diary, no matter what, he has to protect it.

After finishing everything, Peng Yang put the diary back under a loose floor tile under the desk, and then picked up his summer homework and started writing.

Now son, the sound from upstairs became louder, as if he heard something hitting the ground.

Following that, the sound of the TV in the living room was also turned up a lot in an instant.

Unable to calm down, Peng Yang had to plug his ears with a sponge to block out all the noise.

After an unknown amount of time, Peng Yang felt his stomach growling, removed the sponge in his ear, got up and left the room, wanting to find something to eat in the kitchen.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he passed the living room, he saw several doctors in white coats carrying a man on a stretcher, and hurried down the stairs.

It was only then that Peng Yang discovered that an ambulance was parked impressively at the main entrance of Xu's villa.

Standing in the living room, besides Peng Yang, were Mrs. Xu, Xu Fei, and a few servants who looked indifferent.

Peng Yang was able to see the people on the stretcher clearly when the doctors passed by.

The woman who was covered in blood and had a black nose and swollen eyes was her aunt.

She was still awake, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling above.

What's ridiculous is that the murderer's uncle was chasing after him with a worried expression on his face, and he was still muttering, "Yulan, why are you so careless? Why did you break yourself like this when you were on the toilet?" Woolen cloth?"