Ma Churong stood at the door of the room panting. She twisted the door handle but couldn't open the door. Her whole face turned green.

"Unless you are hiding inside forever, I will never let you go so easily."

Ma Churong put her hands on her waist and cursed breathlessly, not as good as a wealthy family. Occasionally, servants would pass by her.

"What are you looking at? I haven't taught you a lesson. If you look at it again, I will fire you tomorrow!"

Even if her husband is gone, she still has some power. What do these low-key people want to do?

The servant passing by just wanted to ask her if she needed help, but she didn't expect that she would curse so much, so she just left.

Seeing that Lin Xi'an neither spoke nor opened the door, Ma Churong was in a very bad condition. If Lin Xi'an was not allowed to suffer a little today, she would probably not know whether her surname was Yuan or Lin!

"I have a plant that breaks my flower*, why don't I plant it? "

After coaxing Ma Churong for a while, she continued to speak. She didn't believe that she would make such a big deal about this matter and no one would take care of it. By that time, even if Yuan Jincheng wanted to maintain it, there would be no way, right?

Lin Xi'an's ears were close to the crack of the door, and his heart was beating very fast, "Oh my uncle, haven't I apologized to you just now? I really didn't mean it."

Ma Churong has even taken the knife. If she still opens the door stupidly and takes her life in vain, wouldn’t she die unjustly?

The beloved flower ** broke Ma Churong and didn't care whether Lin Xi'an did it on purpose or not. She just wanted the flower ** not to be broken.

"Even if you didn't mean it, you should come out and apologize to me. What's going on hiding in the room? Has Jin Cheng never taught you etiquette?"

Ma Churong, who had long been disgusted with Lin Xi'an, looked at the quiet door with a hateful look. As long as this door was opened, she would definitely take the knife without hesitation.

Lin Xi'an smiled faintly. Apology was one thing. If she opened the door now, she might die at Ma Churong's hands.

To be safe, it's better not to be so impulsive.

"Uncle, I have apologized to you. You are unwilling to forgive me. What can I do?"

After she finished saying this, she sat on the floor and slapped her chest. Fortunately, this door was solid, otherwise even if there was this door, she would not be able to resist Ma Churong's anger.

The very angry Ma Churong kept adjusting her breathing, and she stared at the door with wide eyes.

"As a matter of illegitimate children, it's different. The woman you like is so rude. The old man must be blind when he dies, so he will give the position of heir to the illegitimate children."

Ma Churong, who was furious, began to speak nonsense. Although she had long wanted to say these words, she had never had any chance.

Lin Xi'an was stunned. No matter how rude she was, it seemed that she had nothing to do with Yuan Jincheng, right? It would be fine if Ma Churong mocked her, but she even mocked Yuan Jincheng.

She originally wanted to help Yuan Jincheng, but when she thought that if it weren't for him, Ma Churong's Hua** wouldn't have fallen asleep, so all this was his fault in the end.

After a while, Ma Churong didn't hear anything in the room. Are she and Yuan Jincheng couples? If she heard others say bad things about Yuan Jincheng, shouldn't Lin Xi'an stand up?

"You can't be sure of it, right? Let's take a look."

Ma Churong, who was impatient, turned around and left the door of the room. If she continued to accept it, she would definitely break in and would not give Lin Xi'an any chance to explain.

After a few minutes, until the door was quiet, there was no sharp and sharp sound of Ma Churong, and Lin Xi'an did not dare to open the door.

You should know that she still has a lot to do. She wants to see Xiaobai recover from her health, and want to study under Hua Yunnian, become an excellent doctor, and eat and drink well, and live a long life.

It is not a shame to be a turtle at this time, and it is important to save your life.

"What an unreasonable woman. I have already said that I didn't mean to do this, but I have to keep pestering it."

She knew that this matter would not be so easy to solve, but Yuan Jincheng was not at home now, so she would definitely die if she opened the door.

She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and slowly came to the bed, laying down without any image. The sweat on her forehead wet her hair, and she looked like she had just finished running.

In the evening, the lobby of the Yuan family villa was brightly lit, and the servants were dealing with their own affairs in an orderly manner today. They ignored the whole process, and Ma Churong was sitting on the sofa.

Since supper, she has been sitting on the sofa and crying, as if she is specializing in acting for some people to see.

Ma Churong, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at the direction of the door. She waited in the living room for nearly two hours, but still couldn't see the figure.

If she gave up like this, she felt very unwilling to give up. After all, this was a rare opportunity. If Lin Xi'an didn't let her get rid of it, she would never give up.

Just when she was about to go to the toilet, a car suddenly drove into the yard outside the door, and the headlights were on the villa. Ma Churong knew that there was no one except him who could come back at such a late one.

Ma Churong hurriedly took a tissue and wiped the tears on her face pitifully, but her mouth began to mutter.

After a while, the man who got out of the car had just stepped into the villa gate and saw the scene in front of him. He exuded a cold aura, and his sword eyebrows couldn't help but feel a little dangerous.

"Jin Cheng? You're back, do you know? I'll wait for you for a long time."

The moment Ma Churong saw Yuan Jincheng, she couldn't calm down at all. She stood up staggeringly and fell on the sofa before she took a step.

Yuan Jincheng came to her expressionlessly, as if curious about what she wanted to do.

"Auntie, what do you mean? Is it a special day today?"

You should know that she is particularly arrogant and domineering, and she has never seen her look so soft and weak.

In the hall, a pile of wet tissues were accumulated in front of Ma Churong. She pulled out another piece of tears from her face and looked at Yuan Jincheng.

"I know this, I shouldn't tell you, but I feel very wronged. Your wife..."

Before he finished speaking, Ma Churong started crying again, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Yuan Jincheng walked to the single sofa next to him and sat. His knife-like outline looked very cold. His thin lips were pursed tightly, and his sharp eyes glanced over her. Ma Churong, who was still waiting for Yuan Jincheng to speak, saw that he had no idea of ​​talking at all, could not help but start to tell the matter out.

"Jin Cheng, she broke your uncle's favorite flower** during his lifetime. I didn't want to do anything to her. She didn't even say apologize, but she actually hid in the room and refused to come out."

Yuan Jincheng's face was cold all the time. The servant brought a cup of coffee. He sat on the single sofa without saying a word.

At this time, some of the cabinet masters who heard Yuan Jincheng's return could not help but walk out one after another, as if they were very curious about this matter.

"What exactly is worth making you so angry, let's hear it."

They knew about this when they came back in the afternoon, but because Yuan Jincheng was not at home, it was difficult for them to deal with it directly.

Ma Churong didn't have these old foxes at a glance. If Yuan Jincheng hadn't come back, they might not have stood up to preside over her.

She said everything that happened in the afternoon, and even added fuel to the fire.

The Yuan family’s elders felt that Lin Xi’an did a bit too much this time, but Yuan Jincheng had not spoken yet, so they couldn’t say anything.

Ma Churong looked at Yuan Jincheng with a cold face and couldn't help but feel anxious.

"She is not only your wife but also our Yuan family's mistress. She has to shirk responsibility for such small things. What should she do if she encounters important and important things in the future?"

Ma Churong looked upstairs and said, "Do you choose to escape everything?"

Everyone had already said this, but no one stood up and said something to her. She couldn't help looking at the parents.

"Since you are all here, you can judge it. She will do something to do to me first. As an elder, isn't it very appropriate for me to teach you a lesson?" Ma Churong's eyes were red, and tears were already bursting out before she could finish her words.

Yuan Jincheng put the cup on the table, and Ma Churong was startled and her body shrank back unconsciously.

He was angry? If it weren't for the elders of the Yuan family, Ma Churong would never dare to say so many bad things to Lin Xi'an in front of him.

"Come, go and call her down." Yuan Jincheng's eyes did not sweep away from anyone from beginning to end. It seemed that Ma Churong was just talking about something irrelevant to Daya.

After hearing his words, the servant walked upstairs without hesitation. In just a few minutes, the servant came down from the upstairs, with a particularly bad expression.

Seeing this scene, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Ma Churong's lips. She knew without thinking about it, she must be unwilling to come down.

"Look, she even didn't listen to your words. Wouldn't this ruin the Yuan family's style?" Ma Churong spoke appropriately.

Yuan Jincheng just glanced at the servant and did not speak.

"The young grandma said that the eldest lady wanted to kill her, and if you don't go up in person, she would never come down."

The servant lowered his head and did not dare to look at Yuan Jincheng's cold eyes again.

When the elders heard this, they looked at each other, as if they were very puzzled by this sentence. No matter how strange Ma Churong's personality is, it is impossible to do something illegal.

Ma Churong's face turned pale. She forgot about the scene where she held the knife this afternoon. She looked at Yuan Jincheng carefully. Seeing that there was no change in him, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

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