Meng Wenzhe's father pointed at her: "You... you..."
Meng Wenzhe's mother yelled: "You cruel bitch, how dare you lay a finger on my son?"
Nie Qiuping sneered, and then he called her ruthless. She said sarcastically: "I don't understand what ruthless means. Isn't it just that you can't stand it after beating your son's house? What I said is what your husband just said. Yes, why, it’s okay to use it on others, but not yourselves?”
Yue Tingfeng secretly applauded Nie Qiuping crazily in his heart. He realized that he had really underestimated Auntie Xiaoai. He had lived in this home for so many days, and the Auntie Xiaoai he had met was a woman who could hardly get angry and always had a gentle look on her face. Her smile makes people feel warm when you are close to her.
For him, it can be said that she was more careful and considerate than her mother, and she would not make him feel that he was living in someone else's house and living under someone else's roof. With her here, Yue Tingfeng integrated into this family almost quickly.
He thought that a gentle and elegant person like Auntie Xiaoai would never quarrel, get angry, or argue with others.
But today, he just saw how powerful she was.
The quarrel is not about whose voice is louder or who speaks harshly. Auntie Xiao Ai's words are clear and coherent, and her angry words leave people more speechless than those opposite who raise their voices and use swear words.
Yue Tingfeng had a lot of admiration for Nie Qiuping at this moment. At this time, she chose to stand by his side. No matter how powerful the opponent was or how threatening he was, she was not afraid of danger and used her own not all powerful abilities to work hard to protect the whole family.
Yue Tingfeng took a step forward and stood in front of Nie Qiuping. Auntie Xiaoai was pregnant now and she could not be hurt under any circumstances.
Meng Wenzhe's mother said forcefully: "Of course not. Can this brat compare to my son? Who is my son and who does he count?"
Nie Qiuping smiled disdainfully: "Oh... So your son is not even a thing?"
"You... bitch..."
Meng Wenzhe's father grabbed his wife to stop her from talking. She said, "I'm going to stop talking today. You must abide by the conditions I just mentioned. Now, let this brat go to my door and give him My son kowtows and apologizes.”
Nie Qiuping said slowly: "What if I don't agree?"
Meng Wenzhe's father's face trembled, "Huh, then I will demolish your house. No one in the capital dares to break ground on my Meng family. If you don't apologize to my son for a day, I will give you a day." There is no peace, even if you escape from the capital, I will still prevent you from living a peaceful life."
Nie Qiuping pretended to be scared: "Mom and Dad, how scary it is."
Mr. Xia nodded and said to the old lady: "Hey, my wife, it sounds quite scary."
The old lady said seriously: "Isn't it? It is indeed quite scary. We all say that young people have never heard such scary words? When I heard this suddenly, I was a little surprised. Young man, why don't you say something more for me to hear? listen?"
The corner of Meng Wenzhe's father's mouth twitched. Everyone in this family said they were afraid, but in fact, no one was really afraid.
Even those two little kids were indifferent.
Meng Wenzhe's father didn't want to think about whether this family was a very powerful family at this moment.