After the adopted daughter of a wealthy family was reborn, everyone was cremated

In An's backyard, in addition to the various flowers, plants and trees planted by someone who paid a lot of money, there are two dogs locked up in a red house made of wood that looks like it matches the garden.

An Jing's hair was still dripping. As soon as he opened the back door, he felt as if ice had formed on his head, and it was so cold that it was smoking.

He "touched" the door in front of him with his chin and sneezed loudly. He hesitated whether it would be better to rush out directly or go back to the room and wrap up his down jacket...

But soon, the dog's crazy roaring and whimpering came from the backyard, and he couldn't think about it anymore.

He ran all the way to the red house and saw Liang Qiuyi whipping the dog with a special whip.

Two teddy dogs were tied up, and Liang Qiuyi whipped them wildly without any danger. The two dogs were whipped one after another by her, and they could do nothing but roar and struggle.

In the clean cabin, under the dim light, the human face was blurred by the light, and the big moist eyes of the two dogs became clearer and clearer.

After An Jing entered the door, they kept struggling towards him. When Liang Qiuyi's whip stopped, they pulled on the straps on his body and looked at An Jing's face with wet eyes. They stopped screaming, but Breathing visibly.

"mom."

An Jing's voice trembled slightly.

Even though he had seen this scene many times, he still couldn't calm down.

Closing his eyes, he grabbed Liang Qiuyi's wrist and said, "It's too late. Let's go back and wash up."

After being spanked, Liang Qiuyi was almost out of temper, and her son was one of the few people she could restrain herself from going crazy in front of.

Under An Jing's persuasion, she threw away the whip in her hand and closed the black fur on her body with her other hand. Her expression was finally no longer so ferocious, "Let's go."

The mother and son returned to the house from the backyard and happened to see An Tu, who had changed into brand-name casual clothes and repacked his outfit, walking towards the door.

Liang Qiuyi trotted forward and grabbed Antu, "It's so late, where are you going?"

Antu shook her off impatiently, "A few bosses asked me to discuss something. I'll go meet them."

"What are we talking about? We can't talk during the day, but we have to go out in the middle of the night?" Liang Qiuyi's voice became sharp.

Antu ran out of the door quickly, "You don't even understand the company's latest cooperation projects."

——"Go to bed early and don't wait for me tonight."

An Tu disappeared. Liang Qiuyi looked at the door that slammed shut with an angry expression, "Am I a ghost? He ran so fast."

He ran so fast because he was afraid that you would continue to lose your temper.

Mother herself knew it. An Jing silently took Liang Qiuyi's arm and led her upstairs, "Mom, I'll accompany you up."

Mom was in a bad mood and Dad had to go out in the middle of the night, but he couldn't blame her.

Every time my mother was in a bad mood, my father would run outside and wait for her to feel better before coming back. Sometimes for a few hours, sometimes for a few days. At first, my mother would make a fuss, but as soon as she found out that there was a fuss, my father would go out and he would come back. When I went out, my mother followed me. My father was present in every high-end hotel in Jincheng. My mother also became a regular customer in these hotels. She looked around again and again. Over time, the family got used to it.

My mother gradually lost the energy to go out and look for her.

Liang Qiuyi was wearing high heels. Now she was tired, and she finally felt the excruciating pain in her heels. Just as Ye Xiuxiu's figure flashed across the hall downstairs, she yelled at her, "Bring me a pair of slippers."

Ye Xiuxiu heard it, but pretended not to hear it. She quickly walked in the opposite direction to the shoe cabinet.

Seeing this, An Jing said, "Mom, I'll get it for you."

Liang Qiuyi grabbed him and shouted louder, "Ye Xiuxiu."

Ye Xiuxiu was shocked and had no choice but to cover her hands. She went to the shoe cabinet and took out a pair of Liang Qiuyi's cotton, dragged it over and placed it at her feet.

After taking the shoes, she was about to leave when she saw Liang Qiuyi leaning on her son, raising her feet in black high heels toward her, "Help me change my shoes."

"Madam." Ye Xiuxiu's serious expression froze.

She helps in the kitchen and does the cleaning at home, but she has never said she wants to serve her master in dressing and shoes like a slave.

But Liang Qiuyi didn't look at Ye Xiuxiu's stunned expression at all. She just felt that the person in front of her was really bad at work and was so stupid, "Idiot, take off your clothes."

Ye Xiuxiu was possessed, gritted her teeth and hesitated.

She was thinking about whether to argue that she was not a servant to help her dress and shoes, but she might as well just endure it.

But she didn't want to think about it at all. Liang Qiuyi kicked her on the shoulder, "Take off your shoes, are you deaf?"

Ye Xiuxiu was kicked and fell to the ground. Her vision went dark. She was angry and humiliated.

No one can bear it.

She reacted quickly, and as soon as she turned over, she wanted to get up and pounce on Liang Qiuyi, but she thought faster. When she was about to get up and pounce on Liang Qiuyi, the long legs in black plaid silk pajamas in front of her reminded her that if she really caught him now She was determined not to get off Liang Qiuyi's face.

So she gritted her teeth, sat down on the ground again, lowered her head, endured it silently, and calmed down.

When Liang Qiuyi kicked Ye Xiuxiu, Anjing's breath was stagnant and he didn't react. When Ye Xiuxiu got up and sat down again, he finally opened his mouth with difficulty, "Aunt Ye, are you okay?"

He held Liang Qiuyi with one hand, stepped forward and reached out to support Ye Xiuxiu's arm, but was slapped on the hand by Ye Xiuxiu.

Liang Qiuyi had a bad temper and always hit An Ran, but she had never hit An Jing since she was a child. An Jing, who she had never hit, naturally did not allow others to hit her.

With deep anger, Ye Xiuxiu slapped the back of An Jing's hand, which was still very loud.

Liang Qiuyi was so angry that she wanted to kick Ye Xiuxiu again, "Ye Xiuxiu, do you dare to hit my son?!"

This time, An Jing reacted quickly and stood in front of Ye Xiuxiu, "Mom."

An Jing roared loudly, with even more anger than when he saw Liang Qiuyi beating the dog in the cabin in the backyard.

"Aunt Ye didn't want to hit me."

She just didn't want him to touch her.

Having just been kicked by her mother, An Jing could understand Ye Xiuxiu's reaction and mood at this time.

He had tried very hard to accept that his mother was unhappy and went to the backyard to hunt persimmons and oranges, but for the moment he could not accept his mother bullying a servant in such a domineering manner.

Aunt Ye is a domestic helper, not a slave.

He had never seen his mother treat others like this before. What happened today?

While An Jing didn't understand and was confused, he let go of Liang Qiuyi's hand.

He leaned over again and used both hands to help Ye Xiuxiu, "Aunt Ye, I...I'll help you up."

He wanted to apologize to Ye Xiuxiu, but found that he couldn't say "I'm sorry". 1314