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Chapter 522 What?

Li Xingxing didn't plan to hurt Mrs. Chen at the beginning, after all, she was responsible for hurting her.

Just scare her.

But Old Mrs. Chen doesn’t know!

Thinking that she had thrown Li Xingxing to Wutong Mountain on a snowy day, she thought that Li Xingxing was really there, and she was worried that she could not dodge her at all, so she jumped up from the sofa and dodged Li Xingxing's attack.

The speed is so fast and the movements are as fast as that of a young man.

What does it mean?

It means she is quite afraid of death!

Unpredictable, Li Xingxing poked the sky and the sharp iron drill was thrust on the back of the sofa.

"Old woman, don't hide if you have the guts!" She turned around and was full of momentum.

Old Mrs. Chen was out of her way. She was far away from Li Xingxing, and she was shocked and angry: "Do you dare to poke my eyes blind?"

Just a little bit!

She could feel it when she was about to touch her eyelids.

The iron chisel has murderous aura.

Li Xingxing snorted coldly: "What's there to dare? You threw me into the mountains and almost killed me! Don't say that I'm poking your eyes blind now, even if you tie you into a sieve, you have no reason to complain about your injustice!"

Pretend to be fierce.

But she is born cute, with big and clear eyes, and does not bring much lethality.

Even so, Old Mrs. Chen still did not dare to take risks with her life. Even Old Mr. Chen, whose sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks were exactly the same as Chen Tiedan, stood up and hid next to her, not daring to face Li Xingxing directly.

Chen Tiedan held his wife's hand and hid behind his old father trembling.

A bunch of cowards.

"Don't do anything random!" Old Mrs. Chen had long lost her previous arrogance.

"Get out and don't let me speak again and again." Li Xingxing pointed at the door with an iron drill, not caring that it was drizzling outside.

The snow had not melted a few days ago, and the rain came again.

The rain in winter is particularly cold.

Since the beginning of winter, it has either rained or snowed in Shanghai, and there has been no sunny day in three or five days.

The air is full of moisture and lingering.

Old Mrs. Chen was very unwilling, so she traveled all the way to Shanghai to find her son. One was to live in a separate villa with her son, and to transfer the family's grain and oil relationship to Shanghai, and the other was to bring him a young wife so that she could pass on the Chen family's family.

Chen Nianen is the only one in the Chen family, and she is not close to her. If she has this opportunity, she naturally has to make other plans.

In the past, there was no chance. Chen Yanhong's family was big and rich. Although Mrs. Chen was dissatisfied with Chen Yanhong's marriage for more than ten years and had not given birth, she liked Chen Yanhong's filial piety very much, so she did not dare to speak out.

It's different now, Chen Xiangyang is single.

Marry a young lesbian, give birth to a lot of descendants, and prosper and pass on the family.

Wen Xiulan, the young woman who came with her, was very much in line with her. When Old Man Chen and Chen Tiedan and his wife were hiding, she bravely moved forward, stood in front of Old Man Chen, met Li Xingxing, and blamed him: "You are so ignorant, how can you be so rude to Aunt Chen? She is your grandmother?"

Li Xiuhong's face turned cold: "I haven't married Chen Goudan yet, what are you?"

"That's right, what are you?" Li Xingxing grimaced at her, "Even if you marry my father, you are not qualified to point fingers in front of me to please and dislike my mother-in-law! Before that, I can sweep my dad out!"

Zhao Haiyun and Lan Yu kept watching the scene coldly, without saying a word.

Seeing this, Lan Yu finally said impatiently: "Call Comrade Chen and let him deal with it!"
Chapter completed!
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