"Zhao Yun, don't go too far. What's wrong with the food Mu Jin cooks? I think it's pretty good, it's better than what you cook. If you don't want to stay here, then get out of here." Old Mrs. Qiao yelled.

Mu Qiao browed and did not rush to go out.

At this time, she heard Zhao Yun yell at Old Mrs. Qiao: "Everyone wants to marry into the Qiao family as my daughter-in-law. Can't I still care about her? I poured all these things for me and made them again."

"Zhao Yun, you are going to rebel. How dare you talk to me in this tone? Don't you want to stay in Qiao's house?"

Mu Qiao, who was standing in the room, heard the sound of slapping the table outside. Old Mrs. Qiao said angrily: "I don't want to stay in Qiao's house and get out of here immediately."

"Mom, you don't have to threaten me like this. I'll have stayed enough in this family. If it weren't for Sen Yu to marry Miss Lei, you thought I was willing to come here to serve you, and look at your expression." Zhao Yun really tore his face this time, his attitude was unreserved, and every word revealed sarcasm.

Qiao Tingyu suddenly stood up, opened the door and walked out quickly.

Muqiao quickly followed him.

"Since you are so wronged to stay here, then leave, go find dad or my elder brother." Qiao Tingyu said in a tough tone with a cold face.

"Now, I'm going to leave, there's no way." After saying that, she looked at Mu Jin, picked up the bowl in front of her, and smashed it hard to the ground.

Old Mrs. Qiao was breathing heavily, pointed her fingers at Zhao Yun with trembling fingers, and said furiously: "You, you are willing to be so angry that you want to piss off. Don't point me at the same time. If you want to swear and scold me, you blame me in your heart, then come directly at me."

"Mom, I dare not scold you, if...ah..."

Before Zhao Yun could finish his words, Qiao Tingyu walked over quickly, put his hands under the table, and lifted them hard.

The three dishes and one soup on the table fell to the ground with a crackling sound, and even the table was overturned.

Qiao Tingyu stood in front of her, staring at the things on the ground coldly, clenched his fists with both hands, and roared angrily: "You apologize to grandma."

Zhao Yun stared at his youngest son in shock.

No sound was made for a while.

"Daoqian."

"If you don't apologize, I have a way to send you back." Qiao Tingyu took out his cell phone and was about to make a call.

Zhao Yun trembled, he quickly stood up and roared: "You, you dare..."

"Apologize or not."

"You ungrateful wolf, I have worked hard to give you back, and you are just repaying me?" Zhao Yun raised his hand and pointed at him.

"The Qiao family is most concerned about filial piety. If you don't even have these, you don't deserve to stay in the Qiao family."

beep……

The phone rang.

Zhao Yun quickly pressed his arm: "No, no, I don't want to go back."

"Then I'll apologize."

"I'm sorry to my parents, I'll go to cook. Mom, you go back to your room to rest first, and wait until I've prepared the meal before you ask you to come out." Zhao Yun squatted down to clean up the things on the ground.

Qiao Tingyu hung up the phone and helped lift the table.

Mu Qiao walked to the old lady, held her arm and said, "Grandma, I will accompany you out for a break."

"Okay." Old Mrs. Qiao's eyes were red, holding Mu Qiao's hand and left the courtyard.

When the old lady walked out of the door, Zhao Yun looked up and stared at the old lady's back coldly.

He walked into the kitchen with the broken bowl he felt.

He called his mother.

When the old lady Zhao heard her daughter crying, she asked worriedly: "Yunyun, why are you crying? Is the people from the Qiao family bullying you again?"
Chapter completed!