Ning Shu came here to add bricks and tiles to the road of love between the two and build a thick barrier.
At the same time, I'm here to explore Mrs. Jiang's views on Jian Luo.
Seeing Jian Luo's shaky, almost fainting appearance, this harsh and stern old lady Jiang might have said something unpleasant and ear-piercing.
Mrs. Jiang's eyes fixed on Ning Shu... the sofa underneath her buttocks.
His face was full of dismay and disgust, I was afraid that after Ning Shu left, the sofa that Ning Shu had sat on would be thrown away by Mrs. Jiang.
This is indeed the case. Mrs. Jiang particularly dislikes Ning Shu, the child that the dead old man gave birth to with another woman outside.
A bastard with dirty blood on his body has actually entered the room.
It's really shameful to let him know that her grandson is going to marry such a woman.
Mrs. Jiang is a very strict and disciplined person. Everyone looks like this, except for her own children.
But even if it is her own son, she can't hold her head up, she is not a gentle woman.
But she also seemed to like such iron-blooded wrists, and didn't like being defied by others.
"You have the blood of the Jiang family, who will admit it, don't be wishful thinking, otherwise I can destroy even what you have now." The old lady Jiang was wrinkled, very mean and fierce.
Such a wicked mother-in-law who frightened the children.
Ning Shu sighed, "I really want to be recognized by the Jiang family, but unfortunately the Jiang family doesn't admit it, and I don't want to be born unknown."
The client really didn't want to return to Jiang's house. After all, he knew it, and it would be thankless to return to Jiang's house. What if he gets the Jiang's recognition or not.
Why not be more chic.
Even his biological mother could abandon him, so how could the Jiang family see him as a thorn in the eye, so how could they get a little bit of expectation from them.
"You are a little self-aware in your own heart. You can go now and break into other people's homes at will. As expected, you are a bastard who is born without a mother."
Mrs. Jiang always speaks unscrupulously to people who disgust, how ugly, how to pierce her heart, and how powerful she can make her opponent die under her own mouth.
Mood and anger, others have to endure, and the right to be in Jiang's house allows her to worry about other people's emotions.
Probably he endured too much when he was young, but now that the dead old man is kneeling, he doesn't endure anymore.
Ning Shu's face sank, neither unhappy nor happy. The more Mrs. Jiang was like this, the harder Jian Luo's life would be.
If Mrs. Jiang knew that Jian Luo had such a past with him.
Ning Shu stood up, "Actually, I came today to meet someone for the last time."
"After all, my status is inferior to others. Since my nephew likes it, even if it is his fiancée, I will give it to you." Ning Shu said sadly.
"I wish you happiness."
Are you here to bless
Blessings, it's obviously here to mess up, Jiang Yingyao didn't expect Feiwen this man to have such a relationship with him.
Is it his grandpa's son
Therefore, their uncle and nephew fell in love with the same woman.
The hostility between the rivals, coupled with the boy's rejection of the third son, made Jiang Yingyao even more disgusted with Ning Shu.
Jiang Yingyao said: "It's not that you let it, but that Jian Luo doesn't love you."
Ning Shu sighed heavily again, "Don't you love me, why don't you love me, why you became my fiancée? Do you know how long we have been together, more than ten years."
Seeing Mrs. Jiang’s face, Jiang Yingyao felt uncomfortable, and immediately said, “Then we met first, we met in our teens.”
Ning Shu said directly: "But all you bring is harm, and the Jiang family brings only harm to her."
"I don't understand, if they hurt you like this, you still have to choose them." Ning Shu looked at Jian Luo sadly.
Jian Luo couldn't say a word, her mind was messy, noisy, and her heart at a loss.
Ning Shu finally said heavily, "I bless you, I withdraw."
Ning Shu turned around and left. Mrs. Jiang frowned and looked at her back.
The sparse eyebrows were frowning together, terribly fierce.
Mrs. Jiang's eyes looked back and forth on Jian Luo, Ning Shu, and Jiang Yingyao, thinking about something, and then her face became more and more ugly.
Ning Shu walked to the door and glanced back at Mrs. Jiang's constipated expression. He knew that the old lady was making up for it, and that she had made up scenes after scenes of conspiracy.
It can only be said that brain supplements save the world.
Ning Shu left happily.
As soon as Ning Shu left, Mrs. Jiang said to her grandson with a cold face: "You follow me upstairs, I have something to tell you."
Jiang Yingyao looked at Jian Luo, and Jian Luo nodded thoughtfully and said, "Hurry up."
But this made the old lady's face more ugly, and the look in Jian Luo's eyes was even more uncomfortable.
She wants to talk to her son, and she has to get Jian Luo's consent.
The grandson is hers, and she doesn't like an outsider in control of her grandson.
Jian Luo was stunned by the look in Mrs. Jiang's eyes, and she didn't understand where she had provoke her.
Jian Luo couldn't help feeling sad. If she hadn't been hurt by the gangster, if her father was not a murderer, she would be the daughter of a rich family.
Today, I won't be humiliated here for nothing.
I had a sad life when I was a child. After I met Feiwen, although I was full of grief, I have not yet encountered this kind of insulted situation but unable to fight back.
For more than ten years, the people who had been with Feiwen and her didn't even know that her life was over.
Jian Luo was very cold, and she seemed to be back when she was a child. She was pointed at with her finger and whispered, watching her let out a weird laugh.
This feeling was really bad, very bad, and she couldn't bear it.
It really hurts.
Jiang Yingyao shook Jian Luo's hand, gave her silent comfort, asked the maid to pour a glass of water for Jian Luo, and then followed Mrs. Jiang upstairs.
Mrs. Jiang raised the crutches in her hand and hit Jiang Yingyao hard. Jiang Yingyao grinned in pain, and said with a hippie smile: "Milk, stop getting angry. I'll squeeze your shoulders."
Mrs. Jiang sneered, "Be less courteous, I won't let you marry her."
"Milk… "
"Listen to me first, this is no longer a matter between the two of you, marrying her, our whole Jiang family will be humiliated."
Jiang Yingyao said with a headache: "Grandma, what age is this? The human body is skin and organs. Why do you label certain organs as clean or dirty?"
If the heart is injured, is the heart dirty
Mrs. Jiang: "Don't tell me this, you can't marry anyway, you don't care at all."
"Don't care, she doesn't want to be hurt, and it's to save me."
(End of this chapter)