Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

The cool and cruel smile on his lips was even more serious, "When I don't know, this stinky girl is the product of your old Xiang family's 'self-produced and self-sold'?"

"...Fang Yali, what are you talking about!"

Xiang Huai didn't expect Fang Yali to say such a thing at all, and his eyes widened in astonishment as he stared at her in a daze.

But Fang Yali put her hands on her hips and laughed inexplicably.

After laughing for a while, he stared at his husband again with a look of disappointment and hatred.

"What did I say? Xiang Huai, don't you know what I'm talking about now?"

She shook her head, glanced at Xiang Xing again for a moment, then glanced back.

He smiled deliberately and said, "Xiang Huai, your niece does look a lot like you."

"Oh, no no...how could she be your niece?"

Fang Yali said, smiling even more, "She is actually your daughter, am I right?"

"...What nonsense are you talking about?! How could Xing'er be my daughter?!...Fang Yali, are you crazy?!"

Xiang Huai looked at his wife in disbelief, hard to imagine that she would say such a terrible thing.

No, after hearing these words, even the old man Xiang was so angry that his cheeks blushed, and he covered his chest in discomfort.

Seeing this, the Xiang family's housekeepers and servants, as well as the old man's personal doctor, all swarmed up in fright, took him from Xiang Huai's arms, and put him on the sofa beside him for emergency treatment.

However, seeing this scene, Fang Yali showed no signs of worry, and was too lazy to pretend.

On the contrary, he smiled lightly with a gloating expression on his face, and his eyes were bright: "Look, your family has done a lot of dirty things... Even the gods can't see it, and they want to come down to clean up your filth. something..."

"Snapped!"

Before she finished speaking, she only heard a crisp "Clap!".

Immediately afterwards, there was a burning pain on his face.

Fang Yali was stunned for a moment, she couldn't help covering her face, and stared blankly at the man who was standing in front of him with his hand raised.

His eyes were filled with disappointment: "Xiang Huai, you hit me... you hit me!!"

In the more than 20 years they have been together, Xiang Huai hasn't even said a single heavy word to her, let alone fighting!

Today actually, actually...

"This slap is for the one you kicked dad just now!"

Xiang Huai roared in anger, resisting the urge to slap his palm again, but withdrew his hand and clenched it tightly behind his back.

He took a deep breath and raised his eyes full of sadness, "Yali, what happened to you tonight? Not only did you treat Dad like this, but what nonsense are you talking about? Who told you Xiang Xing was My daughter? How could Xiang Xing be my daughter?"

Xiang Huai was talking, but suddenly stopped, as if he realized something.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at his wife again with trembling eyes, with an unbelievable look on his face, "Could it be... Could it be that you have always held this kind of messy idea, so you tried every means to frame Xing'er?!"

God, what happened to his wife...

This is simply, it is no different from being insane!

"Framed? No, you're wrong. I'm not framed. I'm trying to get all justice for the decades I've been blind in your Xiang family! Hahahaha..."

Fang Yali was stunned and laughed again.

She laughed so much that even the son behind her was shocked and looked at her mother tremblingly.