Looking at the old lady again, she was unexpectedly calm. She noticed Qiao's eyes. She turned her head to look at her and chuckled at her.

Joe's heart sank. The old lady is not afraid to scold people, but she still has some countermeasures.

When she was nervous, the old lady stood up with the help of her servant girl. She took a meaningful look at Qiao and then said to Fu pin Yan with a smile: "the second one helps me to go back to my room. I have something to tell you."

Joe's handkerchief fell off.

Lin sat next to her and saw the lavender embroidered handkerchief floating beside her chair. Suddenly, an inexplicable pleasure welled up in her heart.

Why does she have to endure the bitterness of her husband's not forgetting the old love, but Qiao can have the heart of two men? Why does she have to hold on to her little son because she lost a son? It's time for this woman to have a taste of bitterness.

On the other side of the men's table, Fu Pinchuan looked at the old lady in disbelief, holding a pair of iron fists under the table. Is his mother really unable to see their brothers in harmony? Because she wanted to suppress Fu Pinyan, a common son, she even ignored the face of her own son?

Fu Pinyan was surprised to put down his chopsticks. When was the last time his mother talked to him alone?

He stood up and turned around to see his wife's face pale. Fu Pinyan gave her a reassuring look and walked towards the old lady.

Fu Pinchuan followed him to his feet.

The old lady saw her and said with a smile, "do you want to hear it, too? So I'll talk about it here? "

In his eyes is an undisguised threat, a madness that Fu has never seen before.

Fu Pinchuan is frozen in place.

The old lady nodded with satisfaction and motioned Fu Pinyan, who was puzzled, to follow her.

Her son is not filial to her, and the three daughter-in-law all hate her. She can't have a good life for the rest of her life, so this group of people can't make it better. She will not spread the scandal, but she wants to let Fu Pinyan know what kind of virtue his wife is in his hands, and let Qiao fall from the sky overnight.

They couldn't be separated from each other by their mother and son. Qiao was still happy in her husband's arms.

"What does mother want to say to me?" Out of the hall, Fu Pinyan accompanied the old lady for a distance. He knew that the old lady had nothing to say, so he did not intend to send the old lady back to Wufu hall. Seeing that the old lady had not spoken, he stopped first.

The old lady told her servants to stay away.

Fu Pinyan waited for her calmly.

He looked like an old Marquis, but also had the shadow of aunt Du. The old lady shook her head and laughed and asked, "do you know why I promised you su Niang in those days? Although I don't like this concubine's niece, it's useless to give it to you based on her appearance. "

Fu Pinyan's eyes, calm as water, instantly stained with frost.

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