Chapter 640 is about to finish, we are all being targeted (46)
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Ye Ru Gui
Chapter 640 is about to finish, we are all being targeted (46)
'boom'
Cheng Dahai slammed the door hard, turned around and scolded his wife Jiang Xiaolan angrily.
"Look at you, what kind of bastard you gave birth to, it caused me trouble. If I had known this, I shouldn't have married you in the first place, and I shouldn't have let that little bastard into my room."
Jiang Xiaolan's heart was clenched tightly. At this moment, all her thoughts were on her son. She hesitated to speak: "Old Wang, that clothes..."
Cheng Dahai pushed her away, sat down on the sofa, and said fiercely: "What's wrong with the clothes, isn't the clothes belonged to that little bastard?"
As for the blood on it, whether it was left when he beat him, he didn't care.
If it is, then he can't even say it.
I didn't hear what the surname Ji said, is this also illegal?
Could it be that this dead woman wanted him to be arrested?
Cheng Dahai looked at Jiang Xiaolan with even more unkind eyes.
"But..." The clothes belonged to his son, but the blood on the clothes was obviously the blood left by him beating his son a few days ago.
Although she didn't know why she stuffed it under the sofa, but she remembered clearly that the clothes were left a few days ago.
Cheng Dahai immediately threw a glass at him: "No, but, if you don't want to think about it, you can leave me. I will be angry when I see you two now."
"Eat me, live with me, play with me, don't listen to me, hang your face all day long, and cause trouble for me, it's time to get out."
"You...don't be angry, didn't I say nothing?" Jiang Xiaolan lost the courage she mustered just now, hurriedly picked up the cup, walked over and poured him a cup of tea.
Cheng Dahai didn't stop there, and yelled louder than before: "What did you say? What else could you say? Could it be that you want to say that I lied before?"
"Isn't your dead ghost husband a murderer? Can the seed he gave birth be good for?"
"If you still want to protect your son who committed a crime, you can leave me with him! I don't care about you, an old yellow-faced woman!"
Cheng Dahai patted the table and yelled at her unceremoniously to get out.
This time, Jiang Xiaolan lost her temper completely, and hastily subdued in a good voice.
As for her son, she can't even take care of herself, how can she take care of him?
Besides, a knife suddenly appeared under the sofa. Who knows what shady deeds that brat did outside?
If her husband drives her away because of this matter, what will she do in the future?
"I was wrong. Don't be angry. I'm just a little worried. I'm afraid that his affairs will affect you and this family."
"Bah, what a bad luck!" Cheng Dahai finally lost his temper, pushed her away, got up and went into the bedroom to sleep.
"What the hell did this brat do outside?" Did he really kill someone outside like his own father?
Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaolan's little worry about him disappeared, and now she is even more worried that this incident will affect herself.
She was already unlucky enough to have a murderer's ex-husband. What if she had another murderer's son?
Then how does she live this day?
Don't you want to be drowned by spittle stars?
"If I knew this was the case, I should have given him away directly."
Jiang Xiaolan regretted that she was afraid of being said that she was a cruel mother, so she didn't dare to send her away, and finally married her with this oily son.
(End of this chapter)
'boom'
Cheng Dahai slammed the door hard, turned around and scolded his wife Jiang Xiaolan angrily.
"Look at you, what kind of bastard you gave birth to, it caused me trouble. If I had known this, I shouldn't have married you in the first place, and I shouldn't have let that little bastard into my room."
Jiang Xiaolan's heart was clenched tightly. At this moment, all her thoughts were on her son. She hesitated to speak: "Old Wang, that clothes..."
Cheng Dahai pushed her away, sat down on the sofa, and said fiercely: "What's wrong with the clothes, isn't the clothes belonged to that little bastard?"
As for the blood on it, whether it was left when he beat him, he didn't care.
If it is, then he can't even say it.
I didn't hear what the surname Ji said, is this also illegal?
Could it be that this dead woman wanted him to be arrested?
Cheng Dahai looked at Jiang Xiaolan with even more unkind eyes.
"But..." The clothes belonged to his son, but the blood on the clothes was obviously the blood left by him beating his son a few days ago.
Although she didn't know why she stuffed it under the sofa, but she remembered clearly that the clothes were left a few days ago.
Cheng Dahai immediately threw a glass at him: "No, but, if you don't want to think about it, you can leave me. I will be angry when I see you two now."
"Eat me, live with me, play with me, don't listen to me, hang your face all day long, and cause trouble for me, it's time to get out."
"You...don't be angry, didn't I say nothing?" Jiang Xiaolan lost the courage she mustered just now, hurriedly picked up the cup, walked over and poured him a cup of tea.
Cheng Dahai didn't stop there, and yelled louder than before: "What did you say? What else could you say? Could it be that you want to say that I lied before?"
"Isn't your dead ghost husband a murderer? Can the seed he gave birth be good for?"
"If you still want to protect your son who committed a crime, you can leave me with him! I don't care about you, an old yellow-faced woman!"
Cheng Dahai patted the table and yelled at her unceremoniously to get out.
This time, Jiang Xiaolan lost her temper completely, and hastily subdued in a good voice.
As for her son, she can't even take care of herself, how can she take care of him?
Besides, a knife suddenly appeared under the sofa. Who knows what shady deeds that brat did outside?
If her husband drives her away because of this matter, what will she do in the future?
"I was wrong. Don't be angry. I'm just a little worried. I'm afraid that his affairs will affect you and this family."
"Bah, what a bad luck!" Cheng Dahai finally lost his temper, pushed her away, got up and went into the bedroom to sleep.
"What the hell did this brat do outside?" Did he really kill someone outside like his own father?
Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaolan's little worry about him disappeared, and now she is even more worried that this incident will affect herself.
She was already unlucky enough to have a murderer's ex-husband. What if she had another murderer's son?
Then how does she live this day?
Don't you want to be drowned by spittle stars?
"If I knew this was the case, I should have given him away directly."
Jiang Xiaolan regretted that she was afraid of being said that she was a cruel mother, so she didn't dare to send her away, and finally married her with this oily son.
(End of this chapter)
