Rebirth of a Fierce Husband and a Fierce Wife: A Slender Poisonous Girl

Her eyes were cold, her hatred could not be restrained, and her whole body exuded a cold murderous aura.

Qingxue just ignored her and was not affected at all. She smiled slightly and became very docile and well-behaved, "I completely listen to Er Niang."

She has achieved her goal, of course she is calm and becomes easy to talk to.

Ye's anger surged upwards, and she was filled with anger and hatred. She wanted to slap him immediately, but in front of the old lady, she managed to squeeze out a smile.

"Good boy, if you feel wronged, just come to me, my second mother will make the decision for you."

"Thank you, Er Niang." Qingxue bowed Yingying, said goodbye, and walked away. When he passed by Lu Ye, he paused for a moment, saw her bruised appearance after being beaten, smiled coldly, and walked away.

She will not let go of anyone who dares to harm her!

Mrs. Ye picked up the teacup and served it with her own hands, seeming to sigh and feel pity, "Old Madam, this child Qingxue is too narrow-minded and too cold-hearted. Alas, she seems to have a big misunderstanding of our mother and daughter. What can I do?

Is good?"

The old lady drank her tea for a moment, then her mind wandered a few times, "I have my own opinion on this matter. You must make De'er's birthday a lively one. There can't be any mistakes that will make people laugh at our Jian family."

"yes."

The old lady remembered something and gave a few words of advice, "Also, you are too busy now. The two children Wen Fu and Wenjie will be taken care of by Mrs. Chen. Lu'er asked Mrs. Hu to take more care of her..."

Her son has four daughters and two sons. Except for the second daughter Qingxue, they are all concubines. She is particularly concerned about her two grandsons. After all, they are the male grandsons who will inherit the Jian family, and there are not many of them.

Chen is the fifth aunt, Jian Wenjie was born to her. Hu is the sixth aunt, Jian Qinglu is her child, and Jian Wenfu was born to Cuiying, Ye's personal maid. Cuiying died in childbirth, so she raised her as soon as she was born.

In Ye's name.

Mrs. Ye's expression changed, and she said with a smile, "Mom, no matter how busy I am, I will take good care of Fu'er. He is the eldest son of the Jian family, and he is also my heart and soul. I really don't trust him if he is left to someone else."

"That's alright, it's up to you." The old lady asked a few questions about her two grandchildren's health and homework. Ye answered the question with ease, looking like a caring mother who was heartbroken. The old lady was very satisfied, with a smile on her face.

Qingxue couldn't help but shake her head when she saw it. The old lady was really old, not in good health and mentally weak. She only cared about taking care of her old age, and everything in the family was in Ye's hands, and she didn't know anything.

The ten-year-old Wen Fu was raised submissively, with a cowardly temperament, and would obey Ye's orders in everything. When Ye pointed east, he did not dare to face west, which was the doll in Ye's hand.

On the other hand, Wenjie, mother and son were severely suppressed by the Ye family. They didn't even have enough to eat and were bullied by their subordinates. Their situation was very miserable, but they didn't dare to say a word in front of the old lady.

Mrs. Hu was young, beautiful and charming, and Jian Xiude doted on her. She personally educated Jian Qinglu and forced her daughter to practice piano, chess, calligraphy and painting every day, striving to train her daughter to be a qualified lady.

As soon as Qingyun returned to the yard, she became furious, "Mom, why are you helping that bitch?"

She was going crazy. She couldn't even protect her most personal maid. How could she swallow this breath? What would the other servants think of her?

Ye, who had always loved her, put on a straight face and rubbed his painful forehead, "I told you a long time ago not to mess with her, why didn't you listen?"

She is already busy enough, can't you save her some time?

Qingyun's eyes turned red with anger, tears welled up in her eyes, and she yelled unconvinced, "I hate her so much, why is she the legitimate daughter? Why do you support her and protect her in everything? Why does she want to do whatever she wants?

Either way is okay?"

Ms. Ye turned her face away, not wanting to see her daughter's tearful eyes. Her forehead throbbed with pain and she was upset.

Qingyu took two steps forward and held her shoulders, "Sister, I'm trying to flatter you."