The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 17 Yes, She Wants to Divorce

Tang Xinyan didn't know how she would think of the man whom she met by chance and would never have any contact with again.

Although he helped her pull out the heel, he kissed her forcefully and touched her...

All the advantages were taken by him.

Men really are animals that rely on the lower body to think.

After tossing and turning on the bed for a long time, Tang Xinyan slowly fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already noon the next day.

She was drenched in the rain last night, and her physique was not very good. She caught a cold gorgeously.

The skin all over her body was hot, and she got up from the bed with a splitting headache.

She found spare cold medicine in the medicine cabinet, and after taking two pills, she fell into a sleepy sleep again.

After an unknown amount of time, suddenly a basin of cold water was poured on her face. Tang Xinyan slowly opened her heavy eyelids, looking at the two figures standing by the bed with blurred vision, her delicate eyebrows were tightly knit together.

"The sun is almost setting, Tang Xinyan, you are still sleeping, are you a pig? You are so lazy!" The sister-in-law Fu Sijing who was holding the washbasin stared at Tang Xinyan with a livid face.

Tang Xinyan and Fu Sijing had a good relationship before, but ever since the senior Fu Sijing liked confessed to her in high school, Fu Sijing regarded her as a thorn in his side, and always felt that she had seduced his senior.

As for her mother-in-law, He Meijuan, Tang Xinyan really didn't know where she had offended her. No matter what she did, it would be wrong in He Meijuan's eyes.

He Meijuan poked Tang Xinyan's forehead with her hand, stared at Tang Xinyan sharply with cold eyes, turned a blind eye to her paleness and haggard, and asked sternly, "Are you emboldened? How dare you not answer my phone call! On the night of your birthday, you didn't go back to the old house or here, where did you go? Did you hook up with wild men outside again? Tang Xinyan, why are you so shameless? "

Tang Xinyan's forehead was painfully poked by He Meijuan, and she frowned tightly. She grabbed He Meijuan's finger and shook it hard.

He Meijuan didn't expect Tang Xinyan to dare to make a move against her. She was stunned for a while, and when she came back to her senses, she immediately slapped Tang Xinyan, and said with sharp eyes, "Your wings are hard, how dare you fight back?"

"Tang Xinyan, you unqualified and disrespectful bitch, you dare to touch my mother, see if I don't beat you to death!" Fu Sijing threw away the washbasin, and raised her hand to spoof Tang Xinyan's face.

Tang Xinyan tilted her head, Fu Sijing missed the punch, and was about to hit again, but was slapped backhand by Tang Xinyan.

Tang Xinyan had filmed a few slapping scenes before, and she struck so fast that Fu Sijing had no time to hide, so she was slapped hard.

When the burning pain came, Fu Sijing was taken aback for a moment, then opened her pupils wide, staring at Tang Xinyan who dared to hit her in disbelief.

Tang Xinyan was splashed with cold water from her hair to her upper body. She wiped the water from her face, and got off the bed with a pale but arrogant face.

She was wearing a set of light blue home clothes, and her waist-length curly hair was wetly draped over her shoulders. Although she was a bit embarrassed, her expression was not at all embarrassed, and there was a bit of contempt in the cold and enchanting way.

Looking at the mother and daughter who were so desperate that they wanted to tear her apart, she curled her lips, smiled lazily, and mocked, "Do you really think I'm a sick cat? You can splash water if you want, beat you if you want, and scold you if you want? In the past six months, I am willing to endure you all because I care about Fu Sichen.

But from now on, I won't bear it anymore. From now on, Fu Sijing, if your mother hits me again, I'll hit you back in the face! "

"I can't bear it anymore?" He Meijuan sternly said, "Could it be that you still want a divorce?"

Tang Xinyan's slender fingers curled up a strand of long hair on her cheek, she casually hooked her lips, and smiled coldly, "Yes, divorce!"

(End of this chapter)