Chapter 1789 Sense of Humiliation

Jian Ximan suddenly smiled, a bright and moving smile, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

"Okay! Kneel down and beg me, kowtow until I'm satisfied and I'll give him to you."

Even though she was still standing, Jian Yiyi felt a terrifying aura from Jian Ximan's body pressing down on her head.

The contempt and arrogance in her tone made Jian Yiyi's face look extremely ugly.

Before she could speak, Jian Hongyi's cold voice came over.

"Jian Ximan! Don't go too far!"

Jian Ximan raised her eyelids and looked at Jian Hongyi, sarcasm almost overflowing from her eyes.

"Mr. Jian, you want me to give Young Master Zhu to her, and you want me to shut up, but you don't give me any benefits. Don't you think your appearance is too ugly?"

Jian Hongyi was so angry that his face turned livid, "You..."

Wen Yi on the side rolled her eyes, wondering what she was thinking. The next second, she suddenly knelt in front of Jian Ximan and begged loudly:

"Manman, Auntie, I kneel down to you and beg you to let Young Master Zhu go to her. Yiyi really likes Young Master Zhu. As long as you agree, you can do whatever you want Auntie to do!"

The surrounding guests heard the sound and looked over, and what they saw was Wen Yi kneeling in front of Jian Ximan.

Jian Ximan stood motionless, looking down at Wen Yi who was kneeling in front of her, her expression cold and without any warmth.

Jian Yiyi hurriedly helped Wen Yi, "Mom, why are you kneeling down to her!"

Wen Yi took out her hand and said in a low voice:

"Yiyi, don't worry, as long as Manman can agree, mother will do anything."

Noticing that more and more eyes were being turned on them, Jian Hongyi felt that his face was completely humiliated, and he pulled Wen Yi up with a sullen face.

"Stand up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed at Jian Ximan's nose and started insulting her.

"Jian Ximan, don't forget that she is your mother! If you ask your mother to kneel down for you, you won't be afraid of losing your life!"

Jian Ximan's eyes suddenly narrowed and she looked at Jian Hongyi sharply, her sarcastic voice full of momentum.

"Does a woman who is a mistress deserve to be called mom? Ha! I can call you this title, can she bear it!?"

"Mistress!"

"Isn't that the head of the Jian family and the mistress of the Jian family? Is it possible that the mistress of the Jian family is the mistress?"

"What does it mean to be a mistress if the mistress is in the position? The mistress will always be the mistress!"

"So, the real daughter of the Jian family is actually the one wearing the suspender skirt, and the one who greeted us just now was the mistress's daughter?"

The surrounding chatter reached Jian Yiyi's ears. Listening to them talking one by one, the humiliation that she had been suppressing welled up in her heart.

It took her so many years to get rid of the title of "third daughter" and become the daughter of the Jian family that everyone envied. How could Jian Ximan destroy everything she had so easily?

Jian Yiyi gritted her back teeth and walked towards Jian Ximan. Where Jian Hongyi couldn't see her, her sinister eyes were like a poisonous snake spitting out snake bites, wanting to stun her.

She slowly moved closer to Jian Ximan's ear. She seemed to be smiling, but she said the words through gritted teeth.

"Jian Ximan, you'd better not get in trouble! While I can still talk to you properly, you'd better leave Young Master Zhu voluntarily, otherwise I will dig up your dead mother's grave when I return to Yuncheng this time!

Let her die without peace!"

"Jian Yiyi! I think you are looking for death!"

Jian Ximan's face suddenly darkened, with murderous intent in her eyes, she grabbed Jian Yiyi's neck and pushed her down on the table next to her.

The crimson in her eyes burned away her reason, and there was only one thought left in her mind, which was to "strangle her to death"!

Jian Yiyi didn't expect that Jian Ximan would do something in front of so many people. Her pupils suddenly shrunk, her neck was pinched so hard that she couldn't breathe, and her cheeks instantly lost all color.

"Sister! Sister! What are you going to do! Dad save me! Sister is going to... uh... want to strangle me to death... dad..."

Jian Yiyi was really panicked, she could feel the murderous intention in Jian Ximan's body.

It was obvious that Jian Ximan really wanted to kill her.

Wen Yi also noticed it, and without thinking, she rushed forward and took hold of Jian Ximan's pinching hand, trying to pry her hand away.

"Manman, that's your sister! Don't be impulsive! Let go of her, she's your biological sister!"

"roll!"

Jian Ximan threw Wen Yi away with all her strength and strangled Jian Yiyi with murderous intent in her eyes.

Jian Hongyi looked at Wen Yi who was thrown to the ground and Jian Yiyi who was choked to death. The muscles on his face jumped hard and his whole body was shaking with anger.

"You've rebelled against me! You've rebelled against heaven! I must beat you to death for being an unfilial daughter today!"

Before he finished speaking, Jian Hongyi raised his hand and slapped Jian Ximan hard on the face.

"Snapped!"

The crisp slaps almost suppressed the melodious music at the scene. Jian Ximan's ears were buzzing from the slap, but the hand holding Jian Yiyi's neck showed no intention of letting go.

"Let me go!"

Seeing that she still didn't let go, Jian Hongyi raised his hand and was about to slap her again.

Before the slap fell, a transparent wine glass flew across the sky and hit the back of Jian Hongyi's hand.

The next second, a cold wind suddenly blew through the surroundings. Zhu Xingjing stood in front of Jian Hongyi with a chill all over his body, blocking his way in front of Jian Ximan. His face, which had always been frivolous and playful, was now covered with a thick layer of coldness.

Frost.

"Fuck! I dare to hit any of my women! You are so impatient, aren't you?"

Ning Yuxi walked over closely behind and held Jian Ximan's pinching hand.

"Manman, let go first."

The warm temperature came from the back of her hand, causing Jian Ximan's rationality to gradually return.

She slowly turned her head and looked at Ning Yuxi with empty eyes. She felt the woman pat the back of her hand, and her eyes gradually became focused.

"Manman, let me handle it."

Ning Yuxi's soft voice was like the wind, blowing away all the anger in her body, and she gradually loosened her grip on Jian Yiyi's hand.

Jian Yiyi felt her looseness, pushed Jian Ximan away with all her strength, threw herself into Jian Hongyi's arms and cried bitterly.

"Cough cough cough cough cough...Dad, sister is going to strangle me to death, wuwuwuwu..."

Jian Hongyi's clothes were wet with Douda's tears. He looked at the red marks on his daughter's neck and felt extremely distressed. He hated Jian Ximan even more in his heart.

What kind of hatred is there to actually attack his own sister!

Is he raising a daughter or a beast?

At this time, Jian Ximan, who was pushed away, staggered a few steps and fell into Zhu Chongjing's arms.

Just as she was about to raise her head to look, his chin was pinched, and that handsome face full of worry came into her sight.

The tip of my heart was inexplicably touched, and all the grievances I felt just now could not be suppressed anymore. They came all over me and dyed my eyes red.

At this moment, besides Xixi and An An, there were actually people who were worried about her.
Chapter completed!