"Oh, I really think I'm a soft persimmon?"
Lu Qingyi looked at Aunt Lin coldly.
In Lu's house, no one really treats her as Miss Lu.
Aunt Lin satirized her.
"Aunt Lin, what's going on..."
Yao Meishu's voice came over and stopped at the moment when she saw Lu Qingyi.
As soon as she came back, she saw a mess in the living room. She just wanted to question aunt Lin, but unexpectedly she saw Lu Qingyi.
Lu Qingyi raised his eyebrows. "Are you back?"
"Do you want to break up?"
Yao Meishu calmly changed her shoes at the porch, and her tone was very cold.
Just after changing her shoes, her expression stopped instantly. She clearly remembered that there was a vase here. Why not now?
"Yao Meishu, people's patience is limited."
Lu Qingyi took a few steps towards Yao Meishu.
She didn't even call Ms. Yao as a polite title. Even those with surnames called Yao Meishu's name.
"I'm your mother." Yao Meishu stressed countless times.
Being called by Lu Qingyi's last name, Yao Meishu was very unhappy.
"Did you tear the book?"
Lu Qingyi was a little taller than Yao Meishu. She looked at Yao Meishu and felt condescending.
Her voice was colder than ever.
"Yes." Yao Meishu didn't dare admit anything. She admitted it openly.
At the moment she was dragged out by Xu Yi, she felt that her self-esteem was greatly insulted.
When did she receive such treatment? As Lu Yao's wife, she was held everywhere.
Angry, she went to class 20 classroom and vented with Lu Qingyi's book.
"Good, good."
Lu Qingyi smiled. She patted her palm. The smile on her face was very cold.
"Madam, the vases and fragile articles in the living room were broken by the eldest lady."
Aunt Lin cried to Yao Meishu.
Yao Meishu's eyes fell on the messy living room. Sure enough, those fragile things are broken now, and the living room is full of fragments of glass and ceramics.
"Lu Qingyi, you..."
"Yao Meishu, people have a bottom line."
Yao Meishu's words were interrupted by Lu Qingyi before she finished.
Yao Meishu can dislike her, be indifferent to her, and don't care about her, but she interferes in her life as a mother and challenges her bottom line, so she doesn't want to bear it.
"Don't forget your identity. You can't afford the things you broke in your life."
Yao Meishu's chest fluctuated up and down. Some of the things in the living room were particularly valuable, and some ceramic products were bought at a high price.
"Return it to you."
Lu Qingyi took out a bank card from her pocket and threw it at Yao Meishu.
The sharp edge of the bank card cut Yao Meishu's face and blood flowed out.
"Lu Qingyi."
Yao Meishu was angry and anxious. She covered her face.
Women are beautiful creatures, and she is no exception. She panicked the moment her face was cut.
"I don't lack money, and I don't have a hukou book with you."
Lu Qingyi sneered at the corners of his mouth. The implication was that we were clear.
She won't worry about that little blood relationship in the future.
Since birth, her registered permanent residence has been with her grandmother. Now that her grandmother is gone, she is alone in a registered permanent residence booklet.
It has nothing to do with Yao Meishu.
"Lu Qingyi, you will regret it."
Yao Meishu felt that she had been insulted as never before, she said gnashing her teeth.
She has never been hit with money in her life. For the first time, she was hit with money. The object was her own daughter.
Aunt Lin was a little flustered. She stood aside at a loss.
"Oh."
Lu Qingyi suddenly smiled and his voice was cold.
"Aunt Lin..."
Yao Meishu called aunt Lin, and aunt Lin was about to go upstairs.
"Poop." suddenly, aunt Lin knelt on one knee. Her expression was a little painful.
Lu Qingyi was playing with small stones in her hand. She hooked her lips and sneered.
Still thinking about going upstairs under her eyes?
"Madam..."
Aunt Lin looked very painful. She covered her knees and moaned.
"Yao Meishu, I'll put my words here today. I endured you everywhere before because my grandmother provoked me later, otherwise I don't know what I'll do."
Lu Qingyi picked up a teacup with her hand, rotated it several times, and then fell heavily on the floor.
Accompanied by the crisp landing sound, the tea cup became countless pieces.
"Lu Qingyi, I want to sue you for breaking into the house."
Yao Meishu took out her mobile phone from her bag. She was ready to call.
She was so distressed that she bought so many things at a high price.
"You are free."
Lu Qingyi sat lazily on the sofa. She crossed her legs and looked at Yao Meishu with a smile.
Want to sue her?
Oh.
Yao Meishu clutched her mobile phone. She didn't press the number for a long time. She stared at Lu Qingyi angrily.
She is a very good face person. Lu Qingyi is her daughter. Many people know that if she sends her daughter to the police station, what will others think of her?
Lu Qingyi naturally knew that Yao Meishu would not fight. Even if she did, she was not afraid.
Yao Meishu approached Lu Qingyi a few steps. She raised her hand and greeted Lu Qingyi on her face.
Lu Qingyi's eyes were cold. She calmly grabbed Yao Meishu's hand and slowly stood up.
"Want to hit me? You're not qualified."
Her voice was horribly cold, and her eyes looking at Yao Meishu were cold.
Who has not raised her, what qualifications to discipline her? And no one is qualified to hit her.
"Lu Qingyi..."
Yao Meishu's expression was a little painful. She exclaimed.
Lu Qingyi has great strength. The place where she holds her wrist hurts.
Aunt Lin relieved her pain. She stood up, picked up a feather duster and greeted Lu Qingyi.
Lu Qingyi leaned slightly and avoided the feather duster. Her eyes were very cold. She raised her foot and kicked aunt Lin's belly.
"Ouch."
Aunt Lin screamed and fell heavily to the ground.
Lu Qingyi sneered and grabbed Yao Meishu's wrist harder. She suddenly grabbed Yao Meishu's hand and greeted her face.
Lu Qingyi's strength was great, and Yao Meishu's face became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Ah!"
Yao Meishu shouted and looked at Lu Qingyi strangely.
Her face hurts and her palms hurt.
Lu Qingyi hit her.
Yao Meishu stepped back a few steps and looked at Lu Qingyi's eyes. She seemed to see another person clearly through Lu.
The fear in my eyes is real.
Lu Qingyi asked, "does it hurt?"
Her voice was a little ethereal.