Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

Mr. Jane said: "You haven't been here for a long time. I didn't expect you to come."

"Hmph, of course you wish I didn't come, wish I died. But I tell you, I am alive in this house for one day, and you are not allowed to mess around!" The old lady Jane sat down on the sofa majesticly.

Mr. Jane asked helplessly: "Mom, what the **** is so irritating? Where did we do it wrong?"

"Where did it go wrong? Qingqing, come out!" said the old lady Jian.

Jian Qingqing stood up, his face was almost swollen into a pig's head, and it was very ugly and red.

There are also injuries everywhere.

Mrs. Jane couldn't help smiling when she saw this, tilted her head to look at Zhifei, and asked Zhifei with her eyes.

Zhifei shook his head and stuck out his tongue.

Mr. Jian said unexpectedly: "Why did Qingqing make it like this?"

"How do you make it like this? You ask me, I still want to ask you." The elder mother stood up and said loudly, "It is not your good daughter who did it. Qingqing kindly came to your house to inform grandma of her health. Comfortable, let Zhifei come over and do her filial piety. Who knows, Jian Zhifei is good, and he beat Qingqing like this all at once. Second, I will ask you, where is your family tutor? Who is Jian Zhifei? Taught like this?"

Mrs. Jane stood up when she heard her, and said: "Sister-in-law, there is something to talk about. It is boring to carry a gun and a stick. We know whether it is good or bad, and it is not something you can judge with a few words.

"Okay, then you just comment, why did Jian Zhifei beat my daughter like this?" the big aunt roared.

Mo Chenyi took Zhifei's hand and planned to speak.

Zhifei motioned to him and said, "When the police came today, they understood everything clearly. The sister of the lobby did not know why, but suddenly appeared in the back yard, completely unrecognizable. The workers thought she was a thief, so she She hit. We don't think there is a problem."

"Jian Zhifei, you know it is me, you still let people beat me. You know it is me, you beat me deliberately." Jian Qingqing shouted.

"I don't remember your looks, and I don't know your body shape. With the mud all over you, how can you be clearly distinguished? It's the eldest aunt. After the sister in the lobby left today, we dropped a few pieces of jewellery at home. I haven't found it. Is the eldest mother going to tell us clearly?" Zhifei asked unceremoniously.

"You! You, Jian Zhifei, you slut, do you still want to give it a go? I didn't take anything at all. You hit me on purpose. Grandma, Mom, you want to give me the shot."

The old lady Jian said too loudly: "Presumptuous. Knowing the wrong, just say, did you beat people?"

"No." Zhifei denied immediately.

"Okay, then bring these servants back, we are suing one by one, we have to sue them for bankruptcy." Old lady Jian said too loudly.

The servants panicked all of a sudden, looking at Jian Zhifei.

Knowing how it is possible that Fei would not protect them, she immediately said: "No, you can't take them away. They act according to the rules and do their own business."

"Well, you can't take them away, so you take responsibility." The old lady Jian's unreasonable skill is in place, no matter whether she knows or accepts it, she will not let her know.