The wrong love is deep, Luo Shao indulges in indulgence

Luo Yiyi nodded quickly.

Xiao Hong approached Luo Yiyi's ear and whispered: "Go and provoke your third brother."

Luo Yiyi was puzzled, "Why?"

At this time, it's not appropriate, is it?

Xiao Hong's eyes were cold, and he reached out to hold Luo Yiyi's hand, Luo Yiyi trembled excitedly, nervous and shy.

"Don't ask, just provoke him. If he dares to touch you, I will protect you." Xiao Hong murmured.

"Okay." Luo Yiyi was dazzled by love, and only wanted to help Xiao Hong.

Xiao Hong wanted Luo Wanfeng to be angered at the funeral, thereby disrupting the funeral ceremony and arousing Yu Muxi's deeper anger and hatred.

He should have had a chance to get together with Yu Muxi, if it wasn't for Luo Wanfeng, Yu Muxi wouldn't have ignored him.

He has always remembered this hatred.

What's more, he couldn't understand Luo Wanfeng's arrogance and unruly attitude, and he remembered the punch he received before.

Luo Yiyi walked towards Luo Wanfeng obediently.

Luo Wanfeng stood behind Yu Muxi.Luo Yi leaned close to him and whispered, "Third brother."

Luo Wanfeng stood solemnly with a cold face, and glanced at Luo Yiyi from the corner of his eye.

Luo Yiyi held a yellow chrysanthemum in her left hand and a handbag inlaid with crystals in her right. She was wearing a black skirt and stood in a loose posture.

Luo Wanfeng ignored her.

Luo Yiyi racked her brains and didn't know what to say to anger Luo Wanfeng, but if she wanted to help the man she liked, she had to bite the bullet.

"This mistress is dead, third brother, are you happy?" Luo Yiyi looked at Luo Wanfeng's face and asked observingly.

Luo Wanfeng's eyes darkened.

no effect?

Luo Yiyi was not reconciled to continue provoking, "You are really a bitch, at first you hated this mistress and her daughter so much, and you swore you would never fall in love with Yu Muxi, but you fell in love with Yu Muxi out of nowhere. You are like a snake and a scorpion, you are not even qualified to be a dog licker."

Luo Wanfeng clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

His heart was heaving, his chest was stuffed with air, and he suppressed it with reason.

Luo Yiyi glanced at Luo Wanfeng again, and found that his face was ugly, his eyes were cold, and he stood motionless, with no intention of making a move at all.

She was still waiting for the hero Xiao Hong to save the beauty.

When did her third brother start being so patient?

Luo Yiyi's words fell into Yu Muxi's ears, did she tell Luo Wanfeng these words at her mother's funeral?

Isn't this finding fault?

Luo Yiyi thought about it, and knew what to say to anger her third brother, and thought that the woman he cared about most was Yu Muxi, "It is said that like a mother, like a daughter. The woman you like will also be loved by you in the future." She will only be like her mother, and will only be someone else's mistress."

"As a mistress, you deserve to die. You deserve it." The more Luo Yiyi said, the more outrageous she became.

More than enough to die?deserve it?When Yu Muxi heard these words, her heart ached and she couldn't bear it anymore.

Luo Yiyi just finished speaking.

A slap of "pop" sounded.

Luo Yiyi covered her painful mouth and was dumbfounded, seeing that the person who hit her was actually Yu Muxi.

Yu Muxi turned around directly, and slapped Luo Yiyi on the face without hesitation.

Crisp applause resounded throughout the funeral scene, and everyone looked at Yu Muxi in astonishment.

Luo Yiyi couldn't believe it, she hesitated for a few seconds before realizing that she was hit by the cowardly and incompetent Yu Muxi, and her arrogance instantly reached her forehead.

Luo Wanfeng wanted to give Yu Muxi's mother a decent funeral and endured it, but he didn't expect Yu Muxi to make a move.

He had never seen this side of Yu Muxi before.

"Yu Muxi, you dare to hit me? You don't want to live anymore?" Luo Yiyi roared angrily regardless of the consequences.

Seeing the commotion, Xiao Hong rushed out of the crowd, ready to go up to protect Yu Muxi, only to find that Luo Wanfeng was not angered, but instead angered Yu Muxi.

Xiao Hong was dumbfounded.

Luo Yiyi is just a pig, he did more than fail, destroying his entire plan.

Luo Yiyi was so angry that her face was livid, she gritted her teeth, her eyes were ferocious, she threw the chrysanthemum in her hand, and slammed the diamond bag in the other hand at Yu Muxi.

Luo Wanfeng quickly hugged Yu Muxi, turned around quickly, and avoided Luo Yiyi's throwing and beating.

Yu Muxi was hugged in Luo Wanfeng's arms, she raised her head in astonishment, and looked at Luo Wanfeng.

His handsome face was scratched by the metal button of Luo Yiyi's diamond-encrusted bag, blood was seen near his chin.

Everyone was dumbfounded and stared dumbfounded at this untimely farce.

Yu Muxi hit Luo Yiyi?Did Luo Yiyi hurt Luo Wanfeng?

This confuses anyone who sees it.

Like a living dead, Luo Hui didn't care about anything, stood in a daze in front of the tombstone, and didn't care what happened in the crowd.

"Brother Hong, Yu Muxi hit me." After Luo Yiyi hurt Luo Wanfeng, she was so guilty that she hurriedly burst into tears and asked Xiao Hong for help.

Xiao Hong frowned, stepped forward bravely, stood in a neutral position, looked at Luo Yiyi, and then looked at Luo Wanfeng.

He spoke calmly and forcefully, "Xiao Xi is already very sad now, so don't make any more trouble. At Aunt Yu's funeral, please show respect. This is a solemn and serious matter."

Luo Yiyi was astonished!

Xiao Hong is speaking for her?

Why did she sound like she was blaming her?

Xiao Hong said to Yu Muxi gently, "Xiao Xi, are you okay?"

Yu Muxi shook her head, "I'm fine."

She nervously looked at Luo Wanfeng's injured cheek, the scar was a bit long, with faint blood oozing out.

Yu Muxi quickly took out a white handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to Luo Wanfeng.

Luo Wanfeng looked at the handkerchief Yu Muxi handed over, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, it was his handkerchief.

It is a specific and exclusive personal item.

"Your face is injured and bleeding." Yu Muxi whispered.

Luo Wanfeng pursed her lips, took the handkerchief slowly, and pressed it on the painful part of her chin.

"Brother Hong, you just..." Luo Yiyi was not convinced, and wanted to ask Xiao Hong why his attitude was wrong.

Xiao Hong was afraid that she would slip up, so he immediately pulled Luo Yiyi away.

"You need to calm down," Xiao Hong said.

Luo Yiyi, "Yu Muxi hit me, why didn't you help me? Help her instead?"

The two stopped in the distance, and Xiao Hong secretly brainwashed her.

in the corner.

Chen Zhina watched Luo Wanfeng and Yu Muxi's intimate behavior, trembling with anger, clenched her fists tightly, her eyes were as sharp as knives.

Chen Zhina said to her father, "Dad, can you help me meet Luo Wanfeng's grandfather? I want to meet him."

"Okay. Let's talk about it after the funeral."

Here, Yu Muxi still looked up at Luo Wanfeng's chin worriedly.

He pressed it tightly with a handkerchief.

Such a pretty face, if she was disfigured, she would be a sinner.

"Brother Wanfeng, are you still in pain? Let me see if the wound is deep?" Yu Muxi glanced left and right.

Luo Wanfeng dismissed the wound, and whispered softly, "Mu Xi, I never thought you would dare to hit Luo Yiyi, you are very brave."

Yu Muxi was a little scared.

Luo Yiyi is a lunatic, how dare she provoke Luo Yiyi?

It was Luo Yiyi who said at her mother's funeral that her mother deserved her death and deserved it, so she lost her mind and beat people.

But this slap is really a relief.

For the bad things Luo Yiyi did to her, how could one slap be enough?

It was Luo Wanfeng who got hurt, and she felt very sorry.

"Let me see." Yu Muxi leaned over, grabbed his hand and pulled it off.

The wound on his cheek was very long and thin, and it didn't look deep. It should just scratch the skin and leave no scar.

Luo Wanfeng stared at Yu Muxi's face affectionately, without saying a word, as calm as water.

"Mom... woo..." A child's cry came, which caught everyone's attention.

Yu Muxi followed the voice to look.

A six-year-old boy rushed to the tombstone, knelt down in front of Yu Caifen's tombstone, and cried bitterly.

Yu Muxi's heart felt like a big stone was crushed, it was tightly blocked, she was very uncomfortable, tears overflowed from her eyes.