"You...you dare to hit my mother, look...see how I deal with you!"
At this moment, Ji Jing came to her senses, screamed and rushed over, about to grab Ye Qiao. As soon as she raised her hand, it was tightly grasped by a palm. Ji Mo pushed her away and stretched out his hand. Pull Ye Qiao behind him.
"It's none of her business, get out of my house now, otherwise... don't blame me for being rude!"
"You're welcome!" Bai Qiuling's chest heaved with anger, and she was afraid that Ji Mo would not take action against him.
After all, the other person was a man, and given his height and body shape, she was also afraid that Ji Mo would really take action against her.
But he couldn't swallow this disgusting mouthful, so he gritted his teeth, took a step back suddenly, grabbed Ji's mother's photo frame from the piano, and threw it heavily to the ground.
The photo frame fell to the ground, and the glass broke into several pieces. The photo of Ji's mother inside immediately slid out and fell to the ground.
"stop!"
Ji Mo shouted angrily and rushed over, bending down to pick up his mother's photo.
On the side, Ji Jing also followed suit and grabbed the fruit plate on the coffee table. She originally wanted to throw the fruit plate on the ground, but she didn't expect Ji Mo to pick up the photo. The crystal fruit plate came over and hit him on the shoulder. .
Ji Mo tilted his body and fell to the ground.
Ye Qiao was anxious.
"Director Ji!"
Screaming and rushing forward, she grabbed the fruit knife that fell on the ground and pointed it at the face of Ji Jing who was grabbing the cup and trying to throw it away!
"Stop the hell!"
Ji Jing was so frightened that she froze, and Bai Qiuling was also frightened. She grabbed the photo of Ji's mother and Ji Mo and froze in place.
"You...put down the knife, Ye Qiao, you...you kill people!"
Ye Qiao held the fruit knife tightly with an angry look on his face.
"Put the stuff down, put it down!"
Ye Qiao stretched out his palm and took the cup from Ji Jing's hand.
Bai Qiuling put down the photo in her hand in panic and rushed to her daughter's side worriedly.
"Ye Qiao, you... don't mess around!"
"roll!"
Ye Qiao shouted angrily.
The mother and daughter pulled each other and fled, but Ye Qiao chased them out relentlessly.
"Listen to me. If you dare to come here next time, be careful as I go in with a white knife and a red knife out. Damn it, my aunt is not afraid of wearing shoes when she is barefoot. Come and try again if you have the guts..."
She raised her hand and threw the fruit knife, hitting it behind the mother and daughter who were going down the stairs. Bai Qiuling was so frightened that her feet softened and she fell down on the stairs, almost wetting her skirt. Ji Jing pulled her up in a panic, and the two of them fled in a hurry.
"I'm so angry!" Ye Qiao was so angry that she kicked the railing again. She turned around and looked inside the house. She saw Ji Mo pushing away the fragments and carefully picking up her mother's photo. She suddenly felt sour. She came back quietly, closed the door, walked to his side, held his arm, "Director Ji, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Ji Mo wiped off the water stains on the photo with the back of his hand, "I'm sorry, Ye Qiao, for making you laugh!"
"No one named Ji is good..." Ye Qiao helped him sit down on the sofa. He noticed that his attack was a bit wide, so he quickly added, "I... I'm not talking about you!"
"I know." Ji Mo raised his face and smiled at her, "Thank you so much just now!"
"Why are you being polite to me? I'll tell you!" Ye Qiao pulled the tissue and helped him wipe off the fruit stains on his clothes. "Isn't there a saying that says, 'Bitches have their own villains to grind against?' As for people, you have to come here to fool around. It doesn’t make sense to reason with them. You are too educated and too gentleman. If I were to put two big-ear stickers on them and then throw them out, I wouldn’t even bother to say a word. Talk nonsense to them..."