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The atmosphere was extremely tense.

Even though she knew that the person in the carriage was not Jing An, she still tried her best to cooperate with him, "I can't bear to part with it, the young master must have already seen his porcelain being shattered. When he comes later to investigate, even your father won't be able to protect you, much less a woman like me."

Ever since he was young, he had always been afraid of Uncle Wei's poker face. This time, he was only trying to use the alcohol to act crazy, which was why he couldn't control his actions when he was muddleheaded. But now, he understood clearly, he had been scared by Uncle Wei's toughness.

From Wei Wei's perspective, Shang Xiaomo's actions just now were seen as her wanting to get off the carriage, and she thought that the person sitting inside was Jing An. It was not that she had not seen that man's methods last time, but the conversation between the two of them, made his hair stand on end.

The fleeing figure did not make them happy. On the contrary, Uncle Wei felt a bit sad.

He eased his waist that was still slightly painful, and with the support of the Nanny Wei, he turned around and looked around seriously: "How did this place end up like this?"

That's right, how did it become like this?

Not long after the Uncle Wei and Shang Xiaomo left, before the Nanny Wei, who had just finished cleaning up the house, heard the doorbell twice. She only thought that it was because Uncle Wei, who had a bad memory, forgot to bring something with him, and so she opened the door without any precautions.

"Why is it taking so long?" "It's grinding and chirping." This voice belonged to the middle-aged man, and it carried a tone of impatience as well as the smell of alcohol that assaulted his nose.

The moment the door opened a crack, it was kicked open by someone. Nanny Wei fell to the ground due to the inertia, even though she couldn't see her face clearly due to the light, Nanny Wei could still hear her voice, "Xiao Wei, why are you here?"

"Burp ~" Wei Wei let out a loud burp, and the stench instantly engulfed Nanny Wei's nose. He took another gulp of wine, and his eyes became even more blurry, "Why can't I come? "Who asked me to call you, you wouldn't answer."

"It's not that I'm not answering, it's that my phone isn't here." Nanny Wei touched her right hand that was slightly scratched, and stood up while enduring the pain.

The reason she got close to Wei Wei was just to tell him that her phone really wasn't with her in the past two days, but she had only walked two steps until he was sparse. Before she could even react, Wei Wei had already flipped her body and grabbed her hair, "Ya! What are you doing? "It hurts …"

Nanny Wei used both of her hands at the same time. This was more than enough to contend against the power of one of Wei Wei's hands, and barely protected the roots of her hair.

He wanted the 'drunkard' behind her to calm down first, so Nanny Wei spoke out gently as if she was coaxing a child: "Xiao Wei, the wind is strong outside. Let go of me first, can we talk inside?"

Listening to Nanny Wei's gentle tone of voice, Wei Wei felt a kind of abnormal satisfaction in his heart. In one breath, he drank the remaining beer that was clutched in his other hand.

With a "clang" sound, the bottle of wine shattered on the ground, but not only was Wei Wei not awake, he had instead gone insane from the wine, and forcefully pulled off a handful of Nanny Wei's hair. The expression on his face and the seven parts of the Uncle Wei became more vicious, "Do I look like such a gullible person? You think I can't do anything without answering the phone? I want money, money! "

Nanny Wei lowered his gaze. In recent years, his gambling addiction had increased even more, and the monthly living expenses were barely enough for him to spend. Now, in less than ten days, he could only make a phone call. Didn't I already give you the living expenses for this month? Besides, we don't have any money now. "One last thing, don't throw the bottles around in this house. I just cleaned them up."

"What does cleaning have to do with me? It's not like I live here. " The alcohol had numbed Wei Wei's nerves, when he heard that the Nanny Wei seemed to care a lot about the hygiene here, the weird thought in his mind grew even stronger. Which one of them was her biological son, why did he put so much emphasis on the other person's home?

He looked at the porcelain that was about half the height of a man, "If you don't have any money, you can give me that too. That should be a lot of money."

"No, this is not something that our family can make you move. This is Young Master's antique, it would be illegal for you to take it away." When Sister Zhang saw that he had already picked up the antique, he remembered how Uncle Wei looked when he was angry. It was the first time in his life that he had gotten angry at Wei Wei, "It's considered stealing if you don't report it.

However, her attitude, in the ears of Wei Wei, whose brain was completely focused on alcohol, did not seem to have any deterrent force at all, which made him even more maniacal, "Put it down? "Alright, I'll put it down for you now."

Although it was said that he wanted to put it down, Wei Wei's strength was not weakened at all. With a powerful impact, he put down the antique.

The final outcome of this antique could be imagined. Of course, it was the same result as the bottle of wine from earlier. Due to the debris he created, the originally clean and tidy living room became battered and exhausted.

The factors of violence in Wei Wei's body were completely mobilized when he felt the scarlet blood traces left on his face due to the accidentally flying fragments. He gave a cold laugh towards Nanny Wei, "Heh, how is it, Mom? Are you satisfied with this result? "