"Oh, my wife, there is a misunderstanding!" Li Song stared at the photo change, his face turned green, "this, this...this may be the PS, someone framed me!"

"There are negatives, who framed you!" Tang Jingxian was so angry that she shook the black and white negatives on his face, "I have seen someone else, and the photos and negatives are real, so dare you deny it!"

With that, he fetched the vase on the table and smashed it towards Li Song.

Li Song escaped dangerously, clang!

With a sound, the vase hit the wall and fell to the ground.

Then, several more vases, pillows, kettles...flew past...

Li Song yelled, hiding everywhere.

From the open window, Bai Jingxuan, Li Tinghe, Li Zhenshan, and even Li Sichen could see clearly what was happening inside.

It's a pity that none of these four people went to the third floor to watch the excitement.

"Tinghe, save me!" Li Song suddenly ran down from upstairs, Tang Jingxian chased after him with a fruit knife, "I pickled you!"

Li Song circled Tinghe and Bai Jingxuan, and asked Bai Jingxuan for help, "Daughter-in-law, please help me persuade your mother-in-law. I have recovered from a serious illness and can't run..."

"Li Song, at the beginning, you swear by yourself, if you and Li Hui are innocent. If you really have a leg with that mean maid Li Hui, you are willing to be pickled by me." Tang Jingxian shouted angrily, "You are. Keep my promise to me!"

"I..." Li Song turned to Tang Jingxian's other side, panting, and said, "My wife, just let me go..."

Li Tinghe frowned when his father had affected his wife to make a facial mask, "Go aside."

"Tinghe, how can you stand by and watch." Li Song was dissatisfied.

"The man keeps his promises." Li Tinghe's face was expressionless, "Go and fulfill your promise."

"..." Li Song was crying, "It's harder to pickle me than to let me die!"

He is only over fifty after all. Some QI officers are still useful.

He Qiang, the bodyguard standing by, received Li Shao’s instructions and said to Li Song, “Master, please don’t disturb Mrs. Shao making a facial mask.”

Li Song had no choice but to run towards Li Zhenshan who came over, "Dad, hurry, take care of Jingxian..."

And hid behind Li Zhenshan.

Tang Jingxian, who rushed over with a fruit knife in the back, slammed the brakes and almost hit her father-in-law Li Zhenshan, "Dad, today, you are fair to me!"

Li Zhenshan had a headache, and the wrinkles on his old face deepened. "A Song, even I asked you at the beginning. Is there anything between you and Li Hui? You said you haven't touched her."

"Dad, you are also towards Jingxian. Turn your elbow away, dare I admit it?" Li Song was aggrieved. "It's been more than ten years since the matter between me and Li Hui. She has long since been in the soil. I am. I still go to admit it, isn’t it all right to die? I deny it, it’s all for the sake of peace at home!"

"If you make a mistake, bear it yourself!" Li Zhenshan pulled down his old face and pushed Li Song to the ground.

"Thank you, father-in-law!" Tang Jingxian picked up the fruit knife and threw it towards Li Song. That pose was really cruel.

Li Song was not a fuel-efficient lamp either. He had one leg and moved his **** back.

It’s almost zero and one centimeter, and almost hurt Xiao Didi! With a pale face, he cried out, "My wife, you're here for real!"

"Who is fake with you!" Tang Jingxian was furious.

The seeds of suspicion for more than ten years finally landed. I hope that my husband is innocent.