The slender white fingers clasped the embroidery on them.

An Yuan was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. He couldn't say a heavy word right now. How could he have said such a mess at such a serious point!

"Han Qingming, don't be pampered, if you dare to go back to your parents' house, just wait for the divorce!"

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore. Today, Han Qingming is really not long-sighted, right!

In the past, although she relied on being the daughter of the Han family, she was not so arrogant. Today is really too much.

I was thinking that such a noble person as Princess Zhaoyang, in front of him, was not yet petite and petty.

Han Qingming, this woman, is really unreasonable.

"What are you talking about!?"

Mrs. An Yuanhou blasted angrily and almost kicked her son. This dead thing, can't talk anymore! !

I even put the Hugh letter on my lips and said it. Isn't it more stimulating to contradictions?

"Okay, Shen Yu, you have finally said your psychological words, dare to love, you have long seen me not pleasing to your eyes? Are you thinking about writing a divorce book so quickly? If you have the ability to write, I want to see it. I committed one of the seven, it is worthy of you to threaten me with a divorce..."

Han Qingming sneered again and again, she just wanted to look at the expression of An Yuan Hou Shizi, and immediately she clapped her hands.

Originally, she leaned lazily on the cushion, but when she heard An Yuan Hou Shizi screaming like this, she sneered and sat upright.

"Jianjia, go outside and call the sedan chair to pick me up. I am going to crawl today, and I will crawl out too!"

Han Qingming glanced coldly at An Yuan Hou Shizi and the two of them.

"Isn’t it just going back to my family’s house! Why did you get involved in the book of Xiu! Qingming, Yuer’s temper, you don’t know, it’s like a firecracker, it’s just a bit... but don’t talk nonsense!" "

Mrs. An Yuanhou was also very anxious, and quickly took Han Qingming's hand.

"What my mother said seemed to be my fault. It was he who beat me and the me who gave up. It won't be my fault in any way!"

Han Qingming sneered, and drew his hands into his sleeves. It is really uncomfortable to be touched by Mrs. An Yuanhou now.

"I……"

Listening to Han Qingming's words, Mrs. An Yuanhou was also speechless at this time. When did Han Qingming start to change, her teeth became sharp.

"Are you talking to your mother like this? Han, don't overdo it!"

An Yuan Hou Shizi glared at Han Qingming.

Han Qingming sneered, not even looking at him extra.

"Jianjia, since they don't let anyone go, you ask someone from our family to come and pick me up!"

Han Qingming originally thought that this Anyuan Hou Shizi, the tortoise shell was strong enough, who knew that he didn't even shrink his head. It seems that after increasing the firepower, he will be able to reconcile.

"Don't go!"

An Yuan Hou Shizi berated angrily.

"You shut up, what right do you have to call my maid! A trash!"

Han Qingming scolded sharply, and winked at Jiajia again.

Jian Jia was originally standing on one side, listening with trepidation. Seeing the young lady in his own house, the words of utter condemnation were about to drive them all on the road.

At this time, I received the look from Han Qingming again, the inside of his neck suddenly felt cold, and he went out quickly.