C7

On the way home, I called Chen Feng to ask about Grandma's injuries. Chen Feng said that Grandma's wound on her head wasn't serious, but as soon as I got excited, I suffered a heart attack. She might need to undergo surgery in the near future.

Yu Jin was driving in front, and I could see the faint sneer on his face in the rearview mirror.

His expression was as calm as usual, and his deep eyes flickered, causing others to not know what he was thinking.

"We must get a divorce!" "Yu Jin, you have been keeping an eye on Little Wei for the past few days. If she dares to go back on her words, kick the Chen Family out of this city!"

I didn't think about going back on my word. I was just worried about my mother-in-law's condition. I was afraid that she would be stimulated again before the surgery. "Mom, can we wait a few more days until the surgery ends?"

"No!" What's her heart disease got to do with you? If she doesn't get cured and dies on the operating table, you won't get a divorce? " My mother became angry at my words, and the words became more and more unpleasant.

I want to explain, it's not that I want to get back on good terms with Chen Feng, it's just that I don't want to make things too difficult for the two families.

Hearing that I was still defending Shen Feng, Mom became even angrier, "Yu Xiaowei, look at how you have changed! Chen Feng had raised another woman's stomach, and you're still speaking up for him, do you still have any dignity? Where should we put our Yu Family's face? "

Yu Jin had not spoken the entire time, and after my mother had vented her emotions, she suddenly said, "Yu Xiaowei, listen to my mother. From now on, I will decide everything for you. "

The first part was fine, but the last part of his sentence managed to infuriate me. 'Why should I let him decide everything?!'

I sneered, "Yu Jin, you might as well tie me up with a rope 24 hours a day, so you can do whatever you want to me!"

As soon as I said this, I got a slap in the face.

Mom obviously noticed that something was wrong, "Yu Xiaowei, what are you talking about? "What do you mean by 'your brother wants to do whatever he wants'?"

Since I was a child, no matter how big a mistake I made, my mother never hit me. Even when I broke up with my family three years ago and pissed Mom off to the point of being hospitalized, she didn't hit me.

I didn't expect that my casual words would cause my mother to have such a violent reaction.

The force of her slap was so strong that the car immediately quieted down. A red palm print appeared on my white face, stinging me.

Mother was also stunned. She stared at my face for a few seconds and her anger quickly disappeared, replaced with heartache and guilt. "Little Wei, I'm sorry, mother didn't do it on purpose …"

I looked at her in a daze. Something seemed to flash through my mind, but I couldn't grab it.

Extremely depressed, I jerked open the door of the car. Yu Jin's face turned pale, he quickly stepped on the brake, and did not throw me out of the car.

I got out of the car and crossed the street.

Behind him, Yu Jin also pushed the door open and got out of the car, "Mom, you guys go back first, I'll go and talk to Little Wei."

It was very obvious that Yu Jin was the one who instigated my relationship with him, and the one who angered my mother to beat me up was also Yu Jin. Everything was because he added fuel to the fire behind his back.

In front of everyone, he pretended to be a perfect figure, as if nothing of any importance had anything to do with him.

Yu Jin caught up to me in the middle of the road. I ignored the cars flying around me and struggled to throw his hand off, shouting at her, "Yu Jin, you bastard! I'll go and report it right now. I'll make you lose all your reputation! "

Yu Jin took a long step to my side and put his hand on my neck, "You're accusing me? Yu Xiaowei, do you know what you are doing? "

"Of course I know!" I coldly looked at him. "I already have nothing left to lose, so I'm not afraid of those who wear shoes. At worst, I'll just fight to the death with you!"

Yu Jin carried me with one hand as he walked towards the side of the road. With the other hand, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Very quickly, a car stopped beside us. The driver was a beautiful woman with a beautiful figure. "Boss Yu, where are you going?"

Yu Jin shoved me into the car like he was holding a little chicken, then got into the car himself, "Go to my house!"

The old house was where his grandfather lived. It was located on the back mountain of the city, which was relatively remote. It was about three hours' drive away from here.

When I heard the word "old", my entire body shivered as if I was electrocuted. "No, I'm not going to the old house. Yu Jin, let go of me!"

Yu Jin threw me on the seat and said to the beauty who was driving, "Go to my house." Then he leaned back in the back seat and closed his eyes.

Since I was a child, my grandfather didn't like me. It wasn't that I didn't like people who valued males more than females, but from the bottom of my heart, he felt that my existence in this world was unnecessary. I don't know why he doesn't like me either. Anyway, every time I go back to the old house, it's always a nightmare for me.

By the time I reached the back of the mountain, it was already very late. I stood at the door and trembled, not daring to go in.

Grandfather was drinking tea in the living room, and a servant led us to the front of the hall. "Miss hasn't come back for a visit in years."

I hid behind Yu Jin without saying a word, lowering my head, not daring to look at the old man who was sitting on the sofa.

Yu Jin took a step forward to greet the old man who was drinking tea, "Grandfather, are you alright?"

Grandfather didn't answer and lightly sipped his tea, "Who allowed you to bring her here?"

I know that grandfather is talking about me, but when he was speaking, he kept staring at Yu Jin, and didn't even look at me.

Yu Jin laughed, and pulled my hand, "Grandfather, Little Wei hasn't come to see you in quite a while, I was worried about your health, so I brought her here."

His grandfather sneered. Then, his walking stick heavily hit the ground. "Kneel!"

My instinctive reaction was to kneel to the ground with a 'putong'. I was so scared that even my soul was trembling. This walking stick once imprinted an indelible fear on my childhood.