"Mrs. Xie, please come in. Shu Diqing"
When opening the door, she said lightly, with a polite and alienated attitude.
"Humph"
With a cold snort from her nose, Tang Yan walked past her proudly without even looking at her.
The corners of her lips raised slightly, Ruan Qingqing didn't care, and closed the door at will. She just stood at the hallway, and she didn't follow.
"Zhen Ting, Zhen Ting, where are you?"
As soon as he stepped into the living room, Tang Yan yelled. The next moment, he saw Xie Zhenting walking out of the kitchen in an apron. When he saw her, he was stunned.
"Mom, why are you here?"
"you… "
Pointing at him, as if she couldn't believe her eyes, Tang Yan's face turned red and white, especially when he was wearing a ridiculous apron with a picchu pattern, and the anger in her heart was even more unbending Come in one place.
"what's happenin?"
Xie Zhenting looked at her unclearly, the tears that quickly accumulated in her eyes, and then looked at Ruan Qingqing, who was standing motionless at the hallway. He was still a little confused for a while.
"You take it off right away. What is so good about that woman with you, a conscientious thing, you actually cook for her by yourself. I raised you so much. Have you ever cooked a meal for me? "
When she said this, Tang Yan's voice had already brought a hint of crying.
Seeing him like this makes her more painful than someone cutting her flesh with a blunt knife.
"Mom, now that you are here, let's eat here together, just to taste your son's craftsmanship, and make sure you want to eat again after eating."
Sitting her on the sofa, Xie Zhenting said helplessly.
"Dead boy, are you deliberately trying to piss me off?"
Tang Yan looked like he hated iron but not steel. Seeing that he was unmoved, she got up and tore off his apron. When her eyes turned to Ruan Qingqing, there was a stronger hatred in it.
"Ruan Qingqing, this is what you want me to see, right? Are you satisfied now?"
She sternly said, and while she was speaking, she was still slamming Xie Zhenting on the back. If she could, she really wanted to slap him to death. It would be better than being humiliated like this.
"Mom, what did you say? Qingqing asked you to come?"
Looking at Ruan Qingqing, Xie Zhenting asked softly, frowning unconsciously.
"Yes, she asked me to come. This woman is really ill-intentioned, son, look at how vicious her intentions are. She uses this method to provoke the relationship between mother and child. If such a woman stays If you are by your side, sooner or later you will..."
Before Tang Yan had finished speaking, Zhenting Xie stopped him, "Mom, you think too much. I asked Qingqing to call you yesterday, but I forgot when things got too busy."
"what did you say?"
Like a cat with its tail trampled, Tang Yan jumped up, "Tse Zhenting, are you still my son? You helped an outsider to bully your mother, I... I'm not alive anymore."
After speaking, she covered her face with her hands, and she started crying "嘤嘤嘤嘤...", the one who was crying was a broken heart, which was so miserable.
"Mom, if you have something to say, what are you doing?"
Glancing at Ruan Qingqing, Xie Zhenting took Tang Yan to sit on the sofa again, and pulled a paper towel into her hand. "Wipe it, you will become a giant panda after crying and wearing makeup. ."
"You go away, something without conscience."
Pushing him vigorously, Tang Yan cursed repeatedly, her nose and tears streaming down, it was a miserable one.
"Okay, I'll go, sit and cry by yourself, remember to wash your face after crying for a while and prepare for dinner."
After speaking, Zhenting Tse stood up and picked up the apron she had thrown on the ground, but before he could put it on, Tang Yan snatched it again and picked up the fruit knife on the table. I didn't feel reconciled until I turned that apron into pieces.
"mom"
Seeing her almost crazy behavior, Zhenting Xie's voice couldn't help but sink.
Seeing this scene, Ruan Qingqing walked over slowly, still with a calm smile on his face, "Mrs. Xie, be careful, it doesn't matter if you eat or not, but if you hurt your fingers, it's not good. "
As soon as her voice fell, she heard a low inhalation sound from Tang Yan, and the next moment she saw a red blood flowing out of her white and tender fingers like spring onions.
"You damn woman, dare to curse me."
While she was talking, Tang Yan rushed over with a fruit knife in her hand, as if she couldn't wait to swallow her alive.
"Mom, stop."
Before thinking about it, Xie Zhenting blocked her in front of her, and the arm that stretched out was taken abruptly. The cut was not deep, but the blood that flowed out quickly dyed the snow-white shirt red, leaving it on it. A weird color came down.
"Ah... Zhenting..."
Holding her son's arm, the knife in Tang Yan's hand fell to the ground just like that, and her face became paler, "How is it? Huh? Did it hurt? Why do you think you are so stupid? What is so good about a dead woman?"
She asked repeatedly, tears falling down like broken beads.
"Mom, I'm fine, don't talk about it, let this matter stop here, I am not a kid, I know what I should do, this time you let me be the Lord?"
Ignoring the injury on his arm, Xie Zhenting said in a deep voice.
Maybe he is more selfish, always thinking about living a good life.
"You... hopelessly."
Glancing at him fiercely, grabbing the bag on the side, Tang Yan rushed out aggressively, and dropped such a sentence when passing by Ruan Qingqing's side—
"You wait and see, I'm never finished with you."
After the loud closing sound, the living room suddenly became unusually quiet. Standing behind him, Ruan Qingqing let out an inaudible sigh—
"What a fool, you don't need to do this at all."