A burst of stabbing pain came, mu Ningfu looked at the blood on his left palm, took a deep breath, and pulled out the broken glass which was inserted deeply.
Yellow skirt angry, stood up and pointed to Ye Zhilan, "aunt ye, you deliberately squeezed mu Ningfu and hurt her, right?"
"What is the meaning of intention?" Ye Zhilan took a sip of the champagne in his hand, teasing and teasing, "it's crowded here. I accidentally rubbed her. I'm her mother. Can I kneel down to her?"
After that, he raised his glass and sneered at Mu Ning Fu, "I'm sorry."
"You! She's your stepdaughter Yellow skirt was furious, not worried about ye Zhilan, an elder. She had already started.
"I'm fine!" Mu Ning Fu stood up and looked at Ye Zhilan coldly. She took out the handkerchief in her pocket, took a bottle of champagne and poured it on the wound. Then she quickly bandaged herself.
"Mrs. mu, you are just like Yan Shanshan. She's only 18 years old. What about you? I've been in my forties. I've done some dirty things for my disrespect. Do you think that if I get a few wounds, I'll cry for my mother? Oh, you look down on me too much
Mu Ningfu pulled the handkerchief tightly with her mouth and looked at Ye Zhilan. The cold light in her eyes was like a blade coming out of the sheath. Ye Zhilan was frightened.
"You... I'm your mother at least. Who do you scare like this?" Yeats's blue heart is unstable and his speech is intermittent.
"I just want to tell you, aunt ye, what I have experienced is beyond your imagination." Mu Ningfu smiles. The smile is full of time experience. She doesn't belong to an 18-year-old girl. Ye Zhilan can't understand it.
"Be a good minister's wife, and don't continue to annoy me, otherwise." Mu Ning Fu meaningful smile, "under the same roof, I can't guarantee what will be done in the future."
"Well, let's go and see." Ye Zhilan is also ferocious, taking out the momentum of vanity. Eighteen years ago, her junior high position made Muqian divorce his ex-wife. Now she is afraid that her daughter will not succeed!
Ye Zhilan left with a hatred.
The yellow skirt grabbed Mu Ning Fu's blood soaked hand and looked at it, and cried out, "Hello! Your wound is so deep that it's impossible to disinfect it simply. Break the cold needle! "
"Thank you for your concern. I'm fine." Mu Ningfu is grateful for the response.
Eyes a Lin, ha ha, this wound is what?
As a member of the Central South Peninsula, he has never been exposed to the miasma since he was a child. As a member of the royal family, he has never been exposed to the miasma, which is more dangerous than that of the devil.
There was a flash of ammunition, poppies, tons of semi-finished heroin, the kidnapping of drug lords, the mutiny of the returning army, and the eight or nine year old puppets squatting in the dirty corner.
18 years ago, in the world's shocking tragedy on the Mekong River, she was 10 years old. Even Nu Kang, a drug dealer in the Mekong River, had seen it with her own eyes.
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"OK, Roche!" Ye Zhilan went back to her daughter and said to her in a low voice, "I hurt her, but somehow I'm angry for you."
"Mummy, you should have hurt her face! I hate to see her disfigurement She was not satisfied.
"You and Yan Shanshan are going to dance and have a good communication with each other." Ye Zhilan told her daughter that muroshi had a plan.
"Come on, Shanshan. I'll invite the president to dance. Cheer me up!"
With that, Muruo pulled Yan Shanshan and jumped to the emperor's presence in front of heaven.
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