Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

The sound of "Bump!", the tables were followed by a violent shock, and the sound made completely alarmed Wen Zhenghong and Qiu Jingman.

This is the first time that the gentle son has been angry in front of them, so hot!

Qiu Jingman was so shocked that her heart jumped, and she looked up at her son’s sharp and angry eyes, with a guilty conscience.

Her lips shuddered, and she couldn't tell what she wanted to say.

But she suddenly shouted: "You see what I do, I am your mother, you have worked hard to raise you up, so you treat me like an outsider!"

Wen Qingzhu pursed his lips coldly, with a helpless color in his once elegant and picturesque eyes. He clenched his hands into fists, and the green muscles were a little bit violent, as if trying to suppress an emotion.

"Don't be fooled by Qiu Xi's appearance. She's the same in front of you. When you're not home, she's the same. Do you know how she treated me? Ah!"

"She didn't respect me at all, didn't even have a title, or did I point it out and call me aunt, you listen, what does this look like... Still angry at me, yelling at me...

Can I not be sad?

She didn't return home at night, let me talk, what's wrong? In the two days when you were not at home, she never came back, and you were still facing her...

For the sake of an outsider treating your mother like this, woo... oops, headache, hiccup..."

Qiu Jingman is completely like a shrew, and it is all about the various things that Mo Qiu Xi is, and it is how to scream his own headache, all kinds of uncomfortable, angry...

Wen Qingzhu oppressed and held back, and he was filial in his bones. Even if he was angry again, he tried to restrain his anger.

"I ask you, where did she go? When did she leave?"

"How do I know, maybe which wild man I followed..."

"Come on! Crackling..."

Before Qiu Jingman finished speaking, he saw that the table was overturned by Wen Qingzhu, and everything on the table fell to the ground. Wen Qingzhu shook his hand, and then walked out.

"Son, you... where have you just returned?"

"Go to her, you treat her as an outsider, but she is mine!"

After finishing this sentence, Wen Qingzhu walked out of the house, and the door of the house, with a "touch", was also severely closed.

Qiu Jingman's heart also twitched and shivered.

Qiu Jingman spread his anger on Wen Zhenghong, "You just watched your son treat me, you don't care!"

Wen Zhenghong took a deep look at Qiu Jingman, got up, and put on his coat.

"Where are you going?"

"I have something to do and I will not eat dinner at home."

After that, Wen Zhenghong left.

Qiu Jingman's stomach suffocated in his heart, unable to send it out.

She looked at the messy place, and then looked at the deserted home, and suddenly it was empty, and she didn't know what to do.

...

Wen Qingzhu drove back quickly to his and Mo Qiuxi's villa, but there was nothing in the villa, and the atmosphere was extremely cold.

Wen Qingzhu went upstairs in a hurry and turned around, without Mo Qiuxi's figure.

Although she knew that she might not be here, he still hoped and looked for it.

The more he looked, the more disturbed Wen Qingzhu's heart was.

Perhaps it was his voice that shocked Zhousao, who was cleaning the house, heard the voice, and came out, "Young Master!"

"Sister Zhou, what about Mrs. Young?"

"After Mrs. Shao left in the morning on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, I never saw her come back again. Never returned."

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