"Oh, my wife, there's a misunderstanding!" Li Song stared at Zhao Chang and turned green. "This... This may be PS, who framed me!"
"There are negatives, who framed you!" Tang Jingxian was angry and threw the black-and-white negatives on his face. "I've seen them. The photos and negatives are true. Dare you deny them!"
Then he picked up the vase on the table and smashed it at Li Song.
Li Song narrowly escaped, clang!
The vase hit the wall and fell to the ground.
Then, several vases, pillows and kettles flew over
Li Song shouted and hid everywhere.
Bai Jingxuan, Li Tinghe, Li Zhenshan, and even Li sichen saw and heard the movement clearly from the open window.
Unfortunately, none of the four people came to the third floor to watch the excitement.
"Tinghe, help me!" Li song suddenly ran down from upstairs. Tang Jingxian ran after him with a fruit knife. "I pickled you!"
Li Song circled around Tinghe and Bai Jingxuan and asked Bai Jingxuan for help, "daughter-in-law, please help me persuade your mother-in-law. I've just recovered from a serious illness and can't run..."
"Li Song, at the beginning, you swore to heaven that if you and Li Hui were innocent. If you really had an affair with that cheap maid Li Hui, you would be pickled by me." Tang Jingxian shouted angrily, "you have fulfilled your promise for me!"
"I......" Li Song turned to the other side of Tang Jingxian and said breathlessly, "wife, just let me go..."
Li Ting he saw his father influence his wife to make a mask, frowning, "go away."
"Tinghe, how can you stand idly by." Li song was dissatisfied.
"A man's words are perfect." Li Tinghe's expressionless, "you'll keep your promise."
"..." Li Song cried, "it's worse to pickle me than to let me die!"
After all, he is only in his fifties. Some Qi officials still need it.
Standing on the side of the bodyguard, he Qiang received instructions from Li Xiao, and said to Li Song, "Sir, please don't disturb Mrs. Xiao's mask."
Li Song had to run towards the approaching Li Zhenshan, "Dad, hurry, hurry, manage Jingxian..."
And hid behind Li Zhenshan.
Tang Jingxian, who rushed from the rear with a fruit knife, slammed on the brake and almost jumped into his father-in-law Li Zhenshan, "Dad, today, you're giving me justice!"
Li Zhenshan had a headache, and the wrinkles on his old face deepened. "Ah song, I even asked you at the beginning. Is there anything between you and Li Hui? You said you didn't touch her."
"Dad, you are also facing Jingxian. Turn your elbow out. I dare to admit it?" Li song was wronged. "It's been more than ten years since I talked to Li Hui. She's already buried. I'll admit it. Isn't there nothing to die? I deny it. It's all for the peace of the family!"
"I'll bear my own mistakes!" Li Zhenshan pulled down his old face and pushed Li Song to the ground. "With Tinghe, it's nothing if you don't have something."
"Thank you, father-in-law!" Tang Jingxian picked up the fruit knife and rushed to Li Song. That posture was really cruel.
Li song is not a fuel-efficient lamp. His legs are open and his ass moves back.
It's 0.01 cm short. I almost hurt xiaodidi! His face was pale and he cried out, "wife, are you serious!"
"Who's coming with you?" Tang Jingxian was mad.
The seeds that had been suspected for more than ten years finally fell to the ground. I hope my husband is innocent. I don't know. The facts slap in the face.