Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

The Anjia has already turned into a quarrel, and the atmosphere is so suppressed that the servants dare not breathe.

The gloomy old lady An was sitting in the Huali Taishi chair, and the crutches in her hand hit the ground and "dangdang". In the big Anjia conference hall, there was only her anger, "The Anjia is in disaster, the three of you brothers have nothing to do. Is it all dumb?!"

The scolding was the old lady's two sons and one adopted son.

The eldest son, An Zi Qin, is An Xia's father.

The second son An Ziqi, An Xia's uncle.

Adopted son An Yuanding.

The three of them remained silent, and none of them spoke.

is there any method?

An Xia killed the biological daughter of the person in charge of the Song family. Even if they took An Xia's dead girl to his death, the Song family would not agree.

"Brother, An Xia is your daughter, you see how to deal with it." An Ziqi sighed, with hypocritical worries on his face, "You must deal with it well, otherwise you will be angered by the Song family. Mr. Song The assistant said, if we can’t satisfy Song President, the Anjia family will be unlucky.”

"Yes, big brother, you can think of a way quickly. You can't make our entire settlement because of your family." Mrs. An said. She is An Ziqi's wife, so naturally it is impossible to really worry about An Ziqin's family.

Even now, she was faintly happy.

The eldest brother's family is really going to have an accident, then, all of Anjia's properties belong to her family.

Although An Ziqin is the eldest son, he is cowardly and incompetent. Hearing this, he panicked. "I don't know how to deal with this. Hasn't the person been given to the An family by you? Since it has been sent out, something has happened. It has nothing to do with me. You can handle it whatever you want, I have no opinion."

Cowardly and incompetent, but also very selfish.

"Since Qin, you can't say that. We are all a family. If something goes wrong, it is the whole family's business. Old lady, I have a way. Would you like to listen?"

It was Mu Ningxue, An Ziqin's mistress.

Eight years ago, An Zi Qin used An Xia's mother to be mentally ill as an excuse to take her back to live in an upright manner.

She also has another identity, the niece of the old lady Ann.

Hearing the words, the old lady nodded for Mu Ningxue to continue talking.

Mu Ningxue furrowed her eyebrows, seemingly unbearable and helpless, and said softly and softly: "If the female debtor pays, if the sister's life is paid to the Song family together, the two are worth one life, I think, it should be enough. "

The elder sister she said was An Xia's mother, Ye Mengwei.

Mu Ningxue is not really thinking about setting up a family.

She is thinking about herself.

The old lady cruelly drove Ye Meng crazy, but she refused to allow her to leave Anjia. She became a madman or Anjia lady.

However, back then, the old lady had clearly promised herself that as long as she hooked An Ziqin and became pregnant, she would definitely let An Ziqin marry her.

As a result, both her daughter and son were born, and she was still a mistress!

Although she entered the Anjia gate, it was no different from the main room, but she was not even eligible to attend a serious banquet.

This time, she had to seize the opportunity to take the position in the main room in one fell swoop.

An Zi Qin raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Yes, Mom, Ning Xue is a good idea. If one fate is not enough, then the two mothers and daughters will die together. Song Zong will definitely be satisfied."

Anyway, he didn't have feelings for Ye Mengwei, he died when he died, and he was righting Ning Xue.

Everyone in the An family knows how much An Ziqin has a wife, Mu Ningxue, and how much they hate Ye Mengwei in the main room.