Hearing her husband scolding herself, Fan Lan cried even harder.

After crying for a long time, Fan Lan glared at Zhang Yide: "Now I blame me for not educating my son well. What did you do back then? You only know how to make money all day long. Either you don't come home at night, or you go on business every day. Leave the child to me. Your son What kind of temper do you not know? Can I manage him?"

"Aren't I just here to make money to support my family? If you don't have a job, if I don't work hard, you two will drink the northwest wind?" Zhang Yide said.

For so many years, he has been running around for this family. He didn't expect that with his wife, not only did he have no credit, but he became the source of her complaints. How could this make him angry?

The quarrel between the parents made Zhang Xing'an faintly wake up.

Seeing his parents complaining about each other and wanting to fight, his head, which was already hurting, suddenly felt more painful!

"Okay, stop arguing, can you let me have a good rest?" Zhang Xing'an looked bored.

Ever since he was sensible, his parents had been arguing constantly, ranging from breaking a vase to tearing down the entire house, and even fighting.

Moreover, as their age increases, their quarrels not only do not weaken, but even have a tendency to become more and more serious.

This is why he liked to play outside with some gangsters since he was a child, and he didn't want to go home.

Who wants to hear the endless scolding from their parents as soon as they get home?

"Son, are you okay? Why did you get hurt again? How many times has Mom told you not to make trouble outside? Look at you. You got hurt like this not long after you came out of it. Do you know how distressed Mom is? ?” Fan Lan spoke, spoke, and began to wipe away tears again.

Zhang Yide just sighed, looking at Zhang Xing'an with hatred for iron and steel, wishing he could beat this disobedient scoundrel to death with one punch, so as not to cause trouble for him and harm the world.

However, he then shook his head helplessly. This thought was just a thought, and he couldn't really ignore his only son.

Zhang Xingan was annoyed by Fan Lan crying, he said impatiently: "Okay, Mom, I just don't fight in the future, don't cry."

When he thought of the way Mu Shaoling beat him up, a kind of unwillingness and violence appeared in his eyes.

This loss, he will get it back from his so-called cousin sooner or later.

He has grown so big, and he has never been beaten so embarrassingly.

Even if he was in prison at that time, he was the overlord inside, and it was always his fault to bully others. How could anyone bully him?

"Son, tell mom honestly, which bastard hurt you like this? Mom must seek justice for you!" Fan Lan said ruthlessly for the first time.

Zhang Xing'an didn't want to tell them, lest his parents worry about him anymore.

But when he thought about the relationship between Mu Shaoling and his family, he suddenly had an idea: "Who else could it be? My dad's good nephew, who was injured by Mu Shaoling. Mom, you don't know how shameless Mu Shaoling is. Ruan Bai is obviously my wife, but he is domineering, not to mention cuckolding me, I want to fulfill my husband and wife duties normally with my wife, and get some sleep, but he kicked open the door and took her away, and even seriously injured me In this way, do you think there is such a brazen cousin?"

"What, it was Shaoling's hand? Impossible. Although Shaoling doesn't like to talk very much, I know he is sensible and courteous. Is there some misunderstanding?" Zhang Yide obviously couldn't believe it, and began to worry about his nephew. defend.

Because in his heart, although his sister is unreliable, Mu Shaoling has always been an excellent child, and he doesn't believe that he can do such stupid things.

Zhang Xing'an was so angry at Zhang Yide's words, he sneered back: "Dad, am I your son, or Mu Shaoling is your son? You trust him so much? I've been hurt like this by him, how can I still lie to you?" You can't do it? As you can see, Ruan Bai has an ambiguous relationship with him. If we two get divorced, I won't say anything if they are together. Mu Shaoling got involved! Dad, you don't want your aunt to take care of Mu Shaoling, you don't want your grandson to be Mu Shaoling's seed in the future, do you?"

Fan Lan kept wiping away tears, her eyes were so red from crying, and her face was filled with grief and indignation: "Zhang Yide, look, as expected, like a mother like a son, your sister is not sensible, even Shaoling He is also a dandy bastard. Obviously with his identity and status, he can't get any kind of woman he wants, but he wants to pester his cousin. Lan really suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck before marrying into your unlucky family..."

Fan Lan has always looked down on that sister-in-law who loves vanity, but there is no doubt that no matter how unbearable Zhang Yali is, she has successfully squeezed into a wealthy family with her flirtatious skills, and now she has become the wife of the Mu family.

Although Zhang Yali's reputation is not good, it can't stop her son from being capable.

That's why Zhang Yali is living such a pampered life now.

For that woman Zhang Yali, Fan Lan despised and looked down on her from the bottom of her heart, but it was undeniable that she actually had a trace of envy and hatred for that sister-in-law.

I envy such a woman to become a wealthy wife, envy that woman has an excellent son, and even more envy her two well-behaved and sensible grandsons and granddaughters.

And now the perfect son of the sister-in-law's family that Fan Lan hated finally had a flaw, and he fell in love with a married woman.

This gave Fan Lan even more reason to attack Zhang Yali.

No matter how good Zhang Yali's son is, wouldn't she still pick up Fan Lan's son's broken shoes?

Zhang Yide's chest was tight by the words of their wives, and when he thought of Ruan Bai, who was on two boats, he was even more annoyed: "Xing'an, what's so good about Ruan Bai, who is promiscuous, isn't he just a disobedient woman?" A woman? Just leave her directly, why do you have to be with her? "

Zhang Xingan looked at Zhang Yide stubbornly, and his words were full of threats: "No matter what she looks like, I've settled for this wife anyway, and I don't want anything else. If you want a grandson, help me find a way to keep it." Her, otherwise, you will never even think about holding a grandson in your life."

"You...you bastard!" Zhang Yide angrily grabbed the pillow and wanted to hit him.

But seeing the injuries on his son, he still held back and sighed heavily: "My name is Yali, come to the hospital later, I will let her discipline her good son properly!"

...

A mobile phone placed on the desk rang suddenly. Mu Shaoling put out his cigarette and pressed the answer button.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Mu, how are you doing these days? When did you think of my old friend?" There was a melodious voice over there, which was so pleasant that it was almost impossible to tell the difference between male and female.

Mu Shaoling stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, overlooking the entire huge city, and suddenly smiled: "Mr. Song, I want to ask you for someone. My woman's friend is in Brother Ling's hands. I owe Song this time." It's just a favor, sir, I'll treat you another day."

There seemed to be a pause over there, and the voice was light, but he couldn't stop his curiosity: "Your woman? When did Mr. Mu have a woman?"

Mu Shaoling chuckled lightly, with a somewhat cynical tone: "My cat recently blew up and has a rather violent temper. I'll bring it out after it's tamed."

The other end of the phone seemed to choke on the answer.

Then, there was a burst of hearty laughter: "Alright then, I'll call Kitano."

Then, the phone hangs up.

Mu Shaoling's warm eyes were watching the busy traffic outside the window, and the corner of his mouth was slightly cool...

His cat is angry, how should he comfort her?