Ranguang Treasure Mirror

Madam Feifeng looked at Murong Heze standing in front of her respectfully, feeling a little heartbroken and helpless, but if she could control the Yinghuo Dynasty, why should she wrong her nephew so much?

Look at Xu Zhixuan, just invest in a project, it costs hundreds of millions, Xu Mi pays out the money so readily, without even frowning.

He even felt that his son was too frugal, he didn't like luxury cars and he didn't like food, if he only had a takeaway every day, wouldn't he be able to eat something?

Why didn't he say it, Xu Zhijun wandered around outside every day with nothing to do, never caring about his family's business.

It was said that Xu Zhijie publicly admitted outside that he was a gnawing old man, and he was not afraid of being laughed at.

Thinking about it, Mrs. Feifeng was angry. If such a person was really her own son, she would have killed him a long time ago.

Moreover, he is not a young man, he doesn't care about the company's affairs, but he brought someone to destroy her collection room?

This... what's the difference between fighting with children and smashing glass?

Anyway, the more Mrs. Feifeng looks at Xu Zhiju now, the more she dislikes it. This so-called Ru porcelain is obviously set up by Xu Zhiju to drill for her nephew.

She just wanted to bully and bully her family's honest and hardworking nephew.

"Who?" At this moment, Mrs. Feifeng heard footsteps, thought it was a servant, and angrily said, "Didn't I tell you not to come up?"

"Auntie, it's me." Murong Qingyuan stood by the screen and whispered.

"Qingyuan, why are you here?" Mrs. Feifeng frowned, seeing that her expression was wrong, and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"Auntie, you have to decide for me, I... I'm not going to live..." Murong Qingyuan threw herself into Madam Feifeng's arms, and burst into tears.

This time, she didn't pretend at all, she cried very sincerely, heart-piercingly.

"Wuuuuu, auntie, what should I do, I have no face to live in this world..." Murong Qingyuan just cried.

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Feifeng put her arms around Qingyuan and asked, "Come on, tell Auntie?"

As she said that, she felt a "thud" in her heart. Could it be that Murong Qingyuan had made trouble with a certain man, otherwise, how could she have said such words?

"I..." Murong Qingyuan cried out of breath.

"He Ze, what's wrong with your sister?" Madam Feifeng asked with a frown.

Murong Heze was a little confused, didn't he hear that his sister was being bullied?

"Auntie, she...she...that bitch, got tattooed on me..." Murong Qingyuan was crying, and at the same time, she tricked Zhou Xiru into pretending to be Xu Zhixuan to the hotel. About the tattoo, I said it again.

"What did you say?" Mrs. Feifeng couldn't believe her ears, and stammered, "She...she dare?"

"Auntie, what should I do?" Murong Qingyuan cried.

"Tattoos, just wash them off, don't worry!" Mrs. Feifeng scolded angrily, "This is simply a child's trick."

"Okay, don't cry." Mrs. Feifeng made her cry and worried about the Murong family's recent financial problems, and said, "Wait a few days, go to the hospital for an operation, wash it off, and raise it." It's fine, it's no big deal."

"The doctor said, it can't be washed off..." Murong Qingyuan cried.

"Why can't it be washed off?" Murong Heze said, "What's wrong with the tattoo?"

From the standpoint of Murong Heze, isn't it just a tattoo?

Nowadays, many girls spend money to get tattoos. People give you tattoos for free. It’s not a big deal. If you don’t like it, you can just find a hospital and wash it off. Don’t disturb yourself and your aunt to discuss “big things”.

Murong Heze felt that his younger sister was spoiled by his aunt.

Not sensible at all.

Tell her to get ready, to fall in love and get married, why doesn't she understand, always making trouble outside?

Getting tattooed on your body?

Although Murong Qingyuan said that Zhou Xiru lied to her.

However, Murong Heze had a preconceived notion that the younger sister didn't learn well, so she got a tattoo and regretted it.

In other words, he was afraid of being punished by his aunt and used this as an excuse to talk about things.

Murong Qingyuan did not speak.

"Qingyuan, what's the tattoo?" Mrs. Feifeng had the same thought as Murong Heze, and she also knew Murong Qingyuan's temper, hey...

"Snake..." Murong Qingyuan lowered her head and said in a low voice.

Mrs. Feifeng's brows twitched, she was suspicious, and asked, "Snake, are the tattoos big?"

"Big..." Murong Qingyuan lowered her head, not even having the courage to look at Mrs. Feifeng.

"Show me!" Mrs. Feifeng felt that she couldn't ask anymore, so she immediately pulled her into her bedroom and said, "Take off your clothes and show me, where is it?"

Murong Qingyuan hesitated for a while. In her mind, her aunt was like her own mother. She had to ask her to come up with an idea on this matter.

After seeing Murong Qingyuan taking off her clothes, Mrs. Feifeng was startled. On her back, which was originally as white as jade, there was a big black snake coiled up. The snake had a thick body and scales. Even, with Murong Qingyuan's breathing, the snake seems to be moving slowly...

The snake's body seemed to be slightly raised, and the scales looked metallic under the light.

Like a living thing!

Mrs. Feifeng's eyes fell on the snake's movement...

Pressing Murong Qingyuan on her bed, she stretched out her hand to tug on the tight jeans, and asked, "Is there still..."

Murong Qingyuan wanted to cry again.

Mrs. Feifeng pulled off her jeans with force, and immediately saw three cheerful big mice on her white and tender buttocks, with the words next to them - a nest of snakes and mice.

That's not counting, there is a bright red seal next to it.

Mrs. Feifeng stretched out her hand to touch the mouse, and the moment her fingertips touched it, she hurriedly withdrew her hand.

"Too cruel!" Mrs. Feifeng scolded through gritted teeth, "Bitch, I'm going to kill you."

"Aunt..." Murong Qingyuan cried.

Originally, she thought that Murong Qingyuan didn't learn well and went to get tattoos secretly, and she was afraid that she would punish her, so she made up a set of excuses to lie to her.

However, when she saw this tattoo, Mrs. Feifeng understood that it was definitely not done by herself, it was what that little bitch Zhou Xiru did.

This is a humiliation to Murong Qingyuan, and it also wants to ruin Murong Qingyuan's life.

With this tattoo, how can she... how will she marry in the future?

"Bang—" Mrs. Feifeng smashed a teacup to pieces.

"Auntie, what should I do?" Murong Qingyuan cried.

"Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry." Mrs. Feifeng was upset and angry, and angrily said, "Let you have a good relationship with Xu Zhiyu, coax him, don't you know how to coax him? You are going to provoke those people What do scumbags do?"

Murong Qingyuan was very wronged by her scolding.

"If you are asked to study, if you don't study hard, you will play around all day long. If you are asked to coax a man, you won't be able to coax him. Tell me, what would you do?" Mrs. Feifeng scolded angrily.