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

Jian Qingyu was stunned by her sudden change, but the furious Ye didn't notice it and was still furious, "My own things, you don't have to worry about them no matter how much you want to destroy them."

What does it mean that the situation at home is not good? Is it an allusion to the ransom that caused the Jian family to be in dire straits?

Damn it, she's not dead yet, so it's not the turn of a dead girl to point at her nose and scream.

Qingxue scolded her with a serious face, "That's wrong. This is something belonging to the Jian family. In this difficult time, even my grandmother has cut back on food and clothing, and the regular dishes have been reduced to four. We are the younger generation's

should……"

Her soft and gentle voice sounded like a demon's voice to Ye's ears, and he shouted angrily, "Are you all deaf? Beat her out."

I can no longer stand this cunning girl jumping around in front of my eyes, and I never want to see her again.

Qingyun had already been filled with anger and stepped forward to push her out roughly.

An angry shout sounded at the door, "You are so brave, you dare to commit such a crime."

Qingyun shivered in fright and quickly retracted her hand, "My granddaughter doesn't dare."

The old lady was originally upset and didn't want to come to see Mr. Ye, but the old lady beside her was fed by Mr. Ye with money and she said countless good things, so she persuaded the old lady to soften her heart and come over to take a look in person. She didn't expect to see Mr. Ye.

The perverse side.

Only then did Ye realize that she had fallen into Qingxue's trick again. She felt filled with regret and tremblingly got out of bed and knelt on the ground. She defended aggrievedly, "Old madam, it was she who wanted to make me angry. She had bad intentions. I..."

The old lady looked at her sadly and shook her head slightly, "Xue'er is kind-hearted and came to visit you as soon as she came back. Not only did you not appreciate it, you even made nasty remarks. You let me down so much."

Did she miss the mark and never recognize Mr. Ye's true face? Or has Mr. Ye unknowingly changed over the years so that she can't recognize him?

Ye was greatly stimulated. She was angry, angry, hateful and ashamed. She pulled the hem of the old lady's skirt and tried her best to excuse herself, "Old lady, you didn't hear what I said before. She provoked me in every possible way and slandered my innocence. I

yes……"

"Innocent?" Upon hearing these two words, the old lady's five-point anger suddenly rose to twelve points, "Humph."

Ye fell into the hands of bandits, how could she be innocent? If she was a loyal woman, she would have killed herself on the spot to protect her innocence and thank the Jian family for their love for her over the years.

Ye knew she had made a mistake and regretted it so much that she did not dare to say a word with tears in her eyes.

A maid rushed in, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, she was out of breath and shouted loudly, "The old lady is not good."

When the old lady heard this, her whole body swayed, her vision turned black, and she almost fell down. Qingxue quickly supported her, "Grandma, don't panic."

She helped the old lady sit down on the chair by the window, helped the old lady drink a few sips of hot tea to calm down, and then frowned and asked, "What on earth is going on?"

The girl secretly looked at Mr. Ye with a strange expression. Ms. Ye's heart skipped a beat, and she secretly felt that something was not good. Sure enough, she heard words that greatly irritated her, "The news about the kidnapping of the second aunt was spread out, and there was an uproar outside.

…”

"Ah." Sister Jian Qingyu screamed in unison, their faces horrified, especially Jian Qingyun's face was ashen and her body was shaky.

The old lady felt like she was hit by a bolt from the blue, and her mind went blank. How could this happen?

But Ye's body went limp and fell to the ground. Her heart felt like it was immersed in ice and snow, her face was ashen, and there was only one thought in her mind: It's over, it's over.

The room was eerily quiet, and no one dared to breathe.