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"I...I'm really angry. Ah Li, you have to uphold justice for me. There is a saying...it depends on the owner when beating a dog. Song Nianhe treated me like this, it's clear that he doesn't take you seriously!"

Shen Yiyue is on fire, it's obvious.

She was the only one with Si Moli, and behind Song Nianhe was a large family.

She certainly can't do it alone.

Song Nianhe laughed when he heard this: "Yes, beating a dog depends on the owner... What type and breed of dog is your Shen Yiyue? Is it used to warm the bed?"

"Ali, look, what is this... what she said?"

Shen Yiyue felt even more aggrieved.

Song Nianhe had no intention of restraining himself at all, but instead attacked more and more, with thorns all over his body.

"Did I say something wrong?" Song Nianhe asked, "If I am wrong, you can point it out. In the hospital, in the ward, two people were working together... You dare to do it, but I dare not say it?"

"A-Li and I truly love each other! This is not a conspiracy!"

Song Nianhe's choice of words was even more exaggerated: "They are just a couple!"

She was too angry and hurt, so overwhelmed by anger and disappointment that she couldn't care about anything else.

Si Moli completely broke her heart.

Shen Yiyue stamped her feet: "Song Nianhe, you look down on me and can't stand me. You come after me. There is no need to scold A Li. I know you are jealous. You have done so much, and A Li doesn't even like you, and I... But I became his woman easily. You can show off your eldest daughter’s temper, but I can’t bear it.”

Song Nianhe held his chin high: "If you can't slap me with one slap, I say you are dog men. It's so appropriate!"

The two women were arguing so much that no one could intervene or stop them.

Si Moli looked indifferent and lowered his head to look at Shen Yiyue in his arms.

"Did she hit you?"

"Yes," Shen Yiyue nodded pitifully, "It was a slap in the face. I didn't even have time to dodge, and I didn't expect that she would take action."

This was really unexpected.

Although Shen Yiyue did it on purpose and was prepared, this slap was beyond her expectation.

It was also beyond Si Moli's expectation.

"Let me take a look," Si Moli said, "take your hands away."

Then Shen Yiyue slowly slipped her hand from her cheek, landed on Si Moli's sleeve, and held it tightly.

There was a blush on her fair cheeks.

You can even clearly see the distinctive fingerprints... It can be seen how hard Song Nianhe's slap was.

She really used all her strength and exerted all her strength.

It was enough to see how much Song Nianhe couldn't accept it, so Si Moli went to bed with Shen Yiyue.

She looks delicate, soft, thin and small, but the fan is so powerful.

Si Moli raised his hand and gently stroked Shen Yiyue's cheek with his fingertips.

There was clearly no disturbance in his heart, but he looked distressed and nervous: "It hurts."

Shen Yiyue nodded slightly and leaned deeper into his arms.

Si Moli hugged her.

Song Nianhe stood in front of the two people.

"Why did you beat her," Si Moli asked, "Song Nianhe, are you so lawless and arrogant?"

Song Nianhe responded unceremoniously: "I can fight if I want."

Si Moli raised his eyebrows: "Shen Yiyue is my woman."

"The woman I hit is your woman!"

"We have already agreed to resolve it peacefully. Why do you have to make such a fuss?" Si Moli glanced at her, "arrogant!"