Reborn 1980's Petite Wife

Chapter 591
"No matter what happened to you, this is my friend's place now, you look like this..."

Before Xu Jiaren could finish speaking, Zhang Qingping interrupted her, full of hatred: "Stop lying! I found out everything! You often come and go here! Even if this is not your territory, it has a lot to do with you. "

"So... what do you want?" Xu Jiaren asked coldly.

She had nothing to do with Zhang Qingping at all, they had contacts with Zhao Guixiang's family in their previous life, and Zhang Qingping only met each other during the holidays.

In this life, she lived again, and she had drawn a clear line with Zhao Guixiang early on, and she had no connection with Zhang Qingping.

Zhang Qingping looked at the man in a golden Tang suit, a big gold chain, and a man of luxury, coughed lightly: "I want to seek justice for my son!"

"Ask for justice? Then you should go to the court, not my friend to make trouble!"

"I'm going to the court! I'm coming here too! I heard from Yang Yuan that before my son's accident, Yang Ping and her... went to your house! Who knows if you are accomplices!"

Hearing Zhang Qingping's words, Xu Jiaren suddenly thought of a word: "There is no disaster."

It's really people sitting in the building, and the disaster comes from the sky!
"That's right! The police are here, so let's send this matter out. Let's talk about it!"

"Wait—are you sure you're not selfish?"

Zhang Qingping specially picked today to come here, in order to be able to resolve this matter with Xu Jiaren as soon as possible.

According to the rules of Qingbei City, the seventh day of the lunar new year is a day for businessmen to welcome wealth and gods. He picked this day because he thought that Xu Jiaren would not want to be unlucky, so he would definitely get rid of him as soon as possible.

Xu Jiaren snorted coldly and said, "Zhang Qingping, you and Yang Ping are really a family!"

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and said to Gong Mi: "When we leave, set off one hundred more firecrackers to get rid of bad luck!"

Zhang Qingping was not happy when he heard this: "What do you mean... What bad luck? You..."

"Police. Comrade. Comrade. Today my friend opened the business. Let's go back to the police. Let's go to the office..."

Xu Jiaren ignored the noisy Zhang Qingping next to her, and went out to face her.policeman.The policeman smiled and said, "I'm friends with the director of your West District, look..."

"Okay, take them all back."

Seeing Xu Jiaren take out a business card of Li Shengjun, the police immediately waved Zhang Qingping and others away.

……

Zhao Guixiang and Yang Ping got off the train, and the first thing they did was to find Yang Zhi.

Who knew that the two of them were kicked out by Yang Zhi as soon as they entered the door.

"It's Chinese New Year, I don't want to fight with you! Today our leader is coming to the house, so hurry up!"

Yang Zhi closed the door of his own house, and said with a cold face: "I remember I told you that we won't walk around in the future, shall we?"

The eldest son's indifference shattered Zhao Guixiang's last hope.

She didn't expect her son to be so cold.

"Yang Zhi! Even if you don't recognize my sister, you still have to recognize my mother!"

Yang Ping scolded: "Since your parents divorced, you haven't looked back a few times, now..."

"Okay! Yang Ping, you are the least qualified to teach me a lesson!"

Yang Zhi interrupted Yang Ping and said, "I was the first to go to work in our family. I was also the first to get money from home. What happened to me in the end? Isn't it you and Yang Yuan who hurt me the most?"

"What does it mean to love us the most? How do you talk?!" Yang Ping scolded sharply: "Why didn't you say that you are the eldest son in the family? What's wrong with you doing more?"

"Eldest son? The eldest son should not get his turn for good things, but resist all bad things? Who made the rules?"

Yang Zhi looked at his watch, not wanting to argue with the two of them, he took a look at the embarrassment of the two, gritted his teeth and took out 200 yuan from his pocket: "It's Chinese New Year, you don't want to make trouble at my house! Take this money Next restaurant."

The two blue banknotes handed over in front of her eyes really hurt Zhao Guixiang's heart.

My son spent 200 yuan to send her off during the Chinese New Year!

Do you think she is a beggar?
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Zhao Guixiang opened the hand holding the banknote in front of her eyes, and said angrily: "Yang Zhi, you use this 200 yuan to disgust your mother? No matter how bad I am to you, I was the one who gave birth to you! Is this how you treat me? !"

"You just gave birth to me! If I really thank you, I should also thank my aunt, she is the one who brought me up!" Yang Zhi turned his head and said coldly.

"Okay! Yang Zhi! I really..."

When Zhao Guixiang heard that her son had actually thanked Zhao Ling, her chest became even more angry, and she said, "You think he is rich, so you want to date relatives, right? You are a heartless bastard!"

"I just said that in comparison, I didn't say that I really want to thank you."

Faced with such a mother, Yang Zhi really had a headache, his tone softened, and he persuaded: "Mom! I really want to invite the leader to dinner today, so don't make trouble here! Okay!?"

"Your leader is more important than me? Your leader gave birth to you, didn't you?!" Zhao Guixiang was even more angry.

Open your mouth to lead, shut your mouth to aunt, anyway, it's just that there is no such thing as her own mother!

What a good son!
"Yang Zhi, the principal and the others are on their way, hurry up!"

The door opened a gap, and Yang Zhi's wife urged him in a low voice.

Yang Zhigang wanted to speak, but Zhao Guixiang opened the door with a brisk step.

"It's you little Biao Zi, you're teasing my son, aren't you?!"

Zhao Guixiang grabbed Yang Zhi's wife by the hair, and poured out all her anger and resentment on this woman.

She tore at Wang Fang's hair fiercely, and cursed: "Ever since you got married, my son hasn't come to see me! It's all you!"

"Ah—let me go!" Wang Fang screamed and backed away again and again.

"Mom! Let Fang Fang go, it's none of her business!" Yang Zhi pulled Zhao Guixiang's hand from behind, but his mother's strength was amazing, and he couldn't pull it away no matter what.

The more he pulled, the harder Zhao Guixiang was on Wang Fang, and Yang Zhi didn't know what to do.

Yang Ping was watching the excitement from the side, smiling happily: "Mom, kill this woman! Let her know who is in charge of our family!"

"Let go of me—let go! Woooooo—" Wang Fang bent over, her scalp was almost torn off.

Zhao Guixiang felt that it was not enough to relieve her anger, so she shook Wang Fang's head back and forth, and asked loudly, "Say it! Are you trying to provoke the relationship between our mother and child! Tell me!? Are you telling Yang Zhi not to recognize me as a mother?! "

"No—no—" Wang Fang cried and begged: "Please let go—my stomach—"

"What's your stomach! You..."

Zhao Guixiang thought that Wang Fang was pretending, but when she lowered her head, she found a puddle of blood under Wang Fang's feet.

The blood frightened Zhao Guixiang to let go.

Suddenly losing the strength to pull, Wang Fang fell backwards, slammed into the coffee table and passed out.

"Fangfang—"

(End of this chapter)