Rebirth of a Fierce Husband and Fierce Wife: The Poisonous Girl Defends the Heavens

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Chapter 88: Beat up the drowned dog (2)

But it made Ye and her daughter very angry and furious. Ye was even more filled with hatred. Although there was no evidence, her intuition told her that this matter had something to do with this dead girl.

"Jian Qingxue, don't go too far. No matter what, I am your concubine. If your husband knows that you are so rude, he will not let you go."

Qingxue looked her up and down, with a deep sarcasm on her face, "I heard that my father left in a rage yesterday. I'm so worried for my second aunt. Alas, an innocent woman can't live without death. Our Jian family

My face has been ruined in your hands, and the reputation of my sisters has been dragged down by you..."

Ye's lungs were so angry that she yelled at her servants to drive her away, but it was quiet outside and no one responded. She couldn't help but beat the edge of the bed angrily, "Get out, get out of here, I don't want to see you."

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The dead girl who added insult to injury will never let her go after she turns over.

Qingxue just ignored it and slowly took a few sips from the tea cup in Bi Tong's hand, "I heard that many people died this time, and they all died for you. Do you have nightmares when you sleep at night? Those

The wronged soul of a person will not let you go..."

A chill ran down Ye's back and she shuddered, "Yu'er Yun'er, drag her out."

Jian Qingyu rushed to Qingxue and waved her hand to hit him, "Jian Qingxue, don't go too far."

Bitong grabbed her hand and said coldly, "Miss, you need to learn your rules again. I will talk to Aunt Xia another day and ask her to do more homework and make sure to change them all."

Her tone was full of disdain, more like she was speaking to a servant.

Jian Qingyu couldn't help but feel angry. She struggled to free her arm for a long time but couldn't get it open. Instead, it tightened so painfully that she inhaled and her whole body was shaking like she was going crazy.

"How dare you, a slave, talk to me like this? Second sister, you have raised a good slave."

Qingxue smiled sweetly, and everyone accepted her, "I'm certainly not a bad person, so I don't need sister's praise."

Facing a person who refuses to take any advice, Jian Qingyu had no choice but to threaten him bitterly, "I will tell my father everything and let him seek justice."

"Go quickly, I'll wait." Qingxue had ridiculed enough, then she got up and turned around to walk out. When she reached the door, she suddenly turned her head, with a look of shock on her face.

"Ah, isn't that person in white clothes the same as Aunt Lian? She's right behind Second Aunt, with her tongue hanging out so long, it's so scary."

Aunt Lian was Ye's personal nanny. This time she also fell into the hands of thieves and was quietly eliminated by Jian Xiude.

Ye looked back subconsciously, her neck felt cold, as if she had been blown by a breath of air-conditioning, and she shivered with fear.

She couldn't sleep well these days and nights. Whenever she closed her eyes, the terrifying scene of falling into a bandit's den appeared in front of her eyes. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to talk to anyone. The torture almost drove her crazy.

She didn't even dare to plead for the people around her, for fear that her husband would suspect that she disliked her and would not want her anymore.

Jian Qingyun rushed over and hugged her tightly, comforting her repeatedly, "Mom, she is scaring you, don't be fooled."

That incident was also a thorn in her heart. She didn't dare to mention a word about what happened that day, and she didn't even allow anyone to mention it.

She knew that if word spread, her whole life would be ruined, let alone find a good marriage.

Ye's blood surged, her eyes were bloodshot, and she could no longer restrain the hatred in her heart. She picked up the vase by the table and threw it viciously, "Get out."

Qingxue raised her eyebrows, and was about to get angry, but Bi Tong poked her arm. Her thoughts changed, good luck would come, and she persuaded softly, "Second aunt, my father has already issued a message to ensure that everyone's food and clothing will be exhausted."

Reduce it by half. The situation at home is not good. No matter how unwell you are, you can't waste it with things."