The villain took me crooked after wearing the book

Chapter 315 Make a Wish
Even though her hands were hurting, Lady Yang continued: "Being a human being requires self-knowledge. I hope you recognize your identity and don't come here to ruin my son's marriage. Otherwise, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go."

"I said, your son is not worthy of carrying my shoes, don't you understand?" Zhao Huiwei looked at Chu Wei: "Leave her aside, don't block my way."

Under Chu Wei's forceful tugging, Lady Yang's wrist instantly turned red, and before she wanted to leave, a man broke through the crowd and rushed in: "Mom!"

Lady Yang acted as if seeing a savior: "Yizhi!"

Only then did Chu Wei push Lady Yang onto Yang Mingting's body, and said with a cold face, "Take her and get out of here, don't block our young lady's way."

Lady Yang became weak by the way, with tears in her eyes as if she had been bullied badly, she showed her bruised wrist: "Yizhi."

Only then did Yang Mingting look at Zhao Huiwei, she just stood there, her noble aura made him unattainable.

However, he is really unattainable now, because behind Zhao Huiwei is King Zhenbei, which makes him have a great sense of gap, even if she relies on the power of King Zhenbei, he still daunts him.

Yang Mingting pursed his lips: "Even if there is something wrong with my mother, you shouldn't push her."

He was a little disappointed: "Ah Hui, I didn't expect that you would become such an unmannered person under the influence."

Zhao Huiwei was completely refreshed by the two of them. It was obviously Mrs. Yang who stopped her car and said that she was pestering Yang Mingting.

She hasn't done much yet, Yang Mingting turned around and said that she used her power to suppress his mother.

Zhao Huiwei stared at Yang Mingting as if she was looking at trash, she chuckled lightly: "Isn't it polite? First, she came first to find me bad luck. Second, I have nothing to do with her, and I still have to let a Strangers? Thirdly, the real disrespect is not like me, but I don’t mind letting you see what it means to be really disrespectful.”

Her voice became cold and severe: "Come here, beat them aside."

Fan Run led people to push Yang Mingting aside like a chicken, and beat him aside with a stick.

Only then did Zhao Huiwei get on the carriage again: "Let's go."

The coachman drove off with the carriage immediately, Yang Mingting protected Lady Yang and quickly left the street, his arm was hit with a few sticks and it hurt a little.

At the same time, he still couldn't believe that Zhao Huiwei beat him as soon as he said he would.

After she was safe, Lady Yang turned to Yang Mingting and said, "Yizhi, that woman's virtue is completely incomparable to Miss Zuo Er, so don't be confused."

Yang Mingting felt irritable when he heard Miss Zuo Er, he shook off Lady Yang's hand: "Mother, how could you stop Ah Hui's carriage because of this matter."

"You still protect her, don't you? Didn't you see how she treated our mother and daughter? Such a vulgar person, why do you speak for her?"

Yang Mingting rubbed his brows wearily: "Mother, I have nothing to do with Ah Hui, you don't need to be like this, this makes everyone look bad, besides..." He felt a little bitter in his heart: "She has the Prince of Zhenbei now. , it's normal to look down on me as a champion."

Lord Zhenbei?

It was not the first time Lady Yang had heard of this title, but it was the first time she knew that the village girl she hated had hooked up with a prince.

She gritted her teeth viciously: "I knew she was not comfortable in the room. Treating people in Israel is not a long-term solution. I will wait to see how she will be abandoned and live on the street!"

In her heart, Zhao Huiwei must be living in Zhenbei Prince's Mansion with a shameless face. She has long seen that Zhao Huiwei is not a good guy, and now Mrs. Yang is very glad that she retired early.

Her son is still clean, when his marriage with Miss Zuo Er is settled, with Prime Minister Zuo helping him, will he still worry about being powerless?
Yang Mingting shook his head helplessly: "Okay, I don't want to mention it anymore, and you don't want to look for her again in the future, that's all."

Hearing this, Lady Yang stopped, anyway, she had already warned her today, presumably if she wanted to lose face, she would not come to meet her son in private again.

Zhao Huiwei didn't pay attention to Mrs. Yang's incident at all, she just regarded it as a clown, not worth mentioning.

After she goes back to the mansion, she will contribute more money and ask the workers who are decorating Xianlefang to speed up.

When her workshop is completed, she will be the first to invite her elder sister Hua to take a look.

As for Chi Wei, who Zhao Huiwei cared about, she hadn't gone out for three days. She was suffering every day, because it was only two days away from the five-day appointment that Fu Junze said.

The reason why she doesn't want to get involved with Fu Junze anymore is because of Fu's mother, she has forced Fu Junze to cut off contact with her, so what's the point of such a relationship?

Can the unblessed relationship really go smoothly in the end?Chi Hua found it difficult. Although Fu's father's death had nothing to do with her, it was caused by her. Fu's mother would never forgive her in this life.

She was lying on the bed, thinking of Fu Junze's cold and firm eyes like pine snow again in her mind, maybe she shouldn't go back to Beijing.

Or when you come back, just forcefully tie someone up to marry you, it's better than now.

But the beating heart in her chest and the slight sourness that came out told her that she still couldn't forget him. When you were young, you couldn't meet someone who was too amazing, otherwise you wouldn't be able to spend the rest of your life in peace.

Fu Junze was the cinnabar she wanted to give up but kept in her heart, tormenting her so much that she couldn't bear to live.

Time passed quietly, on April [-]th, there was a little rain in the morning, and then the sun came out. The warm sun evaporated the moisture in the air and turned into white mist.

Deep in the bamboo forest, Fu Junze, who was wearing light blue brocade clothes, waited here early in the morning. Behind him was a quaint bamboo house, and in front of him was a 500-year-old pagoda tree.

The trunk of the locust tree is thick, with dense branches and leaves. When the wind blows, the green leaves rustle, causing the red silk on the branches to shake.

It was tied with Chi Hua when he was a child. At that time, he was innocent and wanted to make a wish when he saw a tree, so he found red silk and tied it on it.

After a long period of exposure to wind and sun, the red silk has already turned white and become old, but what remains unchanged is that it is still firmly hung on it.

Fu Junze just stood like this, praying in his heart that Chi Hua would come. He didn't know how other people's feelings were, but he felt that the relationship between him and Chi Hua was too bitter.

Encounter, miss.We meet again, and now even if he dies, he doesn't want to miss it again.

Fu Junze's footsteps moved, he took out a piece of red silk from his sleeve, stepped on the tree trunk, and tied the red silk to it.

Then he came under the tree again, looked at the red on the branch, and knelt down devoutly on the ground.

He has a wish that he can have a healthy body in the next life.

Know and love Chi Hua again, and grow old forever.

(End of this chapter)