C375 A Frightened Little Mouse

Zhu Zhu looked at Wei Nan who was frightened but felt sorry for him. She opened her arms and looked at Wei Nan with the gentle glow of a young and beautiful mother holding him in her arms.

As if comforting a golden retriever who was so anxious to get home, Zhu Zhu's expression was even warmer and more obedient than Wei Nan.

In fact, not to mention Wei Nan, who was even simpler than Nongfu Shanquan mineral water, could face such a complicated and profound scene. Even the resourceful Zhuge Liang or the ferocious Tibetan mastiff would be scared to their heart's content by the scene today.

One was a frost-faced female mouse, and a male mouse with a ruthless Chi Family was already scary enough. Now there was a cunning little mouse, and a female cat that was ready to go hysterical. Any golden hair would be scared by these four rats.

Zhu Zhu tilted her head and buried herself in Wei Nan's embrace, feeling the young sweat and refreshing breath. At this time, Zhu Zhu also heard Jia Wanrou's voice at the same time, "What are you doing?"

Ann Qianxi and Chiang Lee looked towards the kitchen window at the same time. They were trying to find a way to escape for the second time.

Zhu Zhu embarrassedly moved away from Wei Nan's heart. She walked in front of Jia Wanrou unnaturally and said with a trembling voice, "Rou Rou, this isn't what you think …"

Jia Wanrou's face was as red as a tomato, the muscles on her arms were bulging nonchalantly, she looked like an iron man on the verge of transforming, the veins on her temples were all dark green. After holding it in for a long time, she finally couldn't hold it in any longer and shouted at Zhu Zhu, "You're just like what Ye Yuni said, a complete b * tch!"

Zhu Zhu didn't understand what Jia Wanrou meant by that. She was about to hold Jia Wanrou's hand, but then she suddenly stopped.

Jia Wanrou excitedly waved her arm, wanting to push Zhu Zhu away, but she didn't notice that she was holding a knife in her hand.

Ann Qianxi couldn't see what had happened clearly. The smell of blood was clear to her. Millet held onto the sink and vomited, while he fainted with blood.

Jia Wanrou's knife was not slashing at Zhu Zhu, but Wei Nan. When Jia Wanrou's knife was slashing at Zhu Zhu, Wei Nan pulled Zhu Zhu to the side, blocking in front of him.

Jia Wanrou's knife clattered to the white marble floor. Two drops of tears rolled like glass from the sides of her nose.

Wei Nan's injury was not serious, it was just a small wound. He lowered his head and whispered to the people in the room, "It's okay, you don't need to go to the hospital." He held a thick piece of cotton cloth in his hand. The cotton cloth was dyed red with blood.

Zhu Zhu stood beside Wei Nan in silence with her head down. She didn't say anything, but her actions clearly showed that she was declaring war on Jia Wanrou.

Yes, she was like Jia Wanrou declaring war, she was like the stubborn and cold beauty of an orchid in an empty valley. Wei Nan looked at the top of Zhu Zhu's head, he covered his arm with one hand and comforted her softly, "It's okay, Zhu Zhu." "Did you cry?"

Even Ann Qianxi and the others, as spectators, could feel the love that was as thick as lava gushing out from Wei Nan's eyes. Wei Nan's direct gaze was like the moonlight, illuminating Zhu Zhu.

Jia Wanrou stood in front of a group of people with her eyes red and tears streaming down her face. She knew that she had lost. In this fight, even ordinary girls might not be a match for her, let alone Zhu Zhu, a woman that all the men in Dragon City wanted to defeat. She threw the knife into the sink and silently left.

Zhu Zhu lowered her head and covered her face with her fringe. Ann Qianxi knew that she was crying even without looking at her face. She was too familiar with Zhu Zhu's silent and sorrowful posture, as she had been for many years.

Zhu Zhu didn't need to show that she could tell her emotions from the rhythm of her eyes. She knew her very well.

Millet lowered his head and held onto the sink with a pale face. Chiang Lee and Deng Yujin didn't know that they were looking at a certain place in the sky. Whenever there was a quarrel between women, they would stay out of it.

Now the warm yellow light of the lamp flickered on and off, making everyone in the kitchen look less ugly.

Zhu Zhu and Ye Yuni had bought the crystal chandelier from a luxury furniture mall. Ann Qianxi and Jia Wanrou had spent a lot of effort before carefully pulling it from the elevator entrance to the inside of the house.

For such a long time, they had been unable to lack a single person's life together. Although the few of them usually seemed to be fighting and arguing with each other, even if they were fighting, they were still living close to each other. They were like a few plants close to each other, fighting for the limited sunlight, water, soil, and even the roots below them were all tightly connected.

Now that they thought about it, most of the time they were dealing with the story of a dog's life. Last year, Ye Yuni's birthday party was also showing the ups and downs of an eight-point TV show with dog's blood soap.

It wasn't only Deng Yujin and the others who felt tired. Ann Qianxi also felt a deep sense of tiredness. There was a sharp pain around her eyes. She raised her hand and wiped the corner of her eyes.

There seemed to be some magic between them that could bring all sorts of contradictions together, and then choose a day when everyone would be together, and it would erupt, as it had done at Ye Yuni's last birthday party.

At that time, Ann Qianxi felt as though she was being crushed by a huge fear. But now, there was no such feeling at all.

However, there was only a resistance that spread out from deep within her body, spreading to every part of her body, like a drop of ink dripping into a basin of water, spreading to the thick black air around. Simply put, Ann Qianxi was very tired when she wanted to leave.

The sounds of argument coming from outside the living room became louder and louder. Ann Qianxi was so dizzy that she couldn't hear clearly. However, a few sharp words were transmitted to Ann Qianxi's ears.

Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to come to our Ye Family? "You are a bastard." Zhang Qingxia's hysterical voice was filled with an effort to conceal her panic and anger.

"That's also because you can't give birth to him. That's why my dad gave birth to such a bastard outside. Who do you blame?" Ye Ze's voice was calm and indifferent, like a cold scalpel.

"Why are your words so vicious?" Zhang Qingxia's voice rose higher and higher, "You're as lowly as your mother!"

"Yes, my mom is very cheap, but my dad gave all of his wealth to this bitch and her descendants — my sister and I, why didn't you get a single point? The money I gave you should be gone by the time I put a mask on, right? "

"Right now, my daughter Ye Yuni has the most assets, so none of you should even think about fighting with her!"