MTL - Best Ex-wife: President, Don’t Count on Me-Chapter 15 Slap in grace

Luo Qiuyun was talking and crying while covering his face. She was already weak, and crying like this made her heart hurt.

The reporters below talked a lot while filming. Everyone was talking about the shameless warmth, heartfelt words!

Warm standing in the middle of the hall, want to open his mouth to argue, but feel bitter mouth like chewing the Coptis chinensis, want to run away, but legs are nailed to the ground motionless, heavy as if filled with lead.

Since she remembered, she knew that she was picked up by the Wen family from the orphanage, because Wen Zhongyong often raised her face in front of her to make her happy, and when she grew up she knew how to repay.

The younger sister is only one year younger than her, because she was born to her parents.

If there is anyone in this family who is a little human, it is Luo Qiuyun, the adoptive mother. As a child, she occasionally carried Wen Zhongyong to give a little warm pocket money, and when she was warm and cozy, she also looked at the warmth with gentle and compassionate eyes.

But unexpectedly, today, the only warm person in this family will stand up and splash her dirty water!

Looking warmly at the adoptive father and mother on the stairs, tears of disappointment dripped down.

It seems that my efforts are not necessary at all!

The couple on the stairs were still counting the warmth, but the warm ears were deaf, and they could not hear any more. She turned around with all her strength, trying to escape.

Everything is cold here. Even the air seems to be quenched with ice. If you stay for an extra minute, it will suffocate.

I do n’t know if it ’s been standing too long. The warm legs seemed to be unwilling. As soon as I took a step, I planted it forward, making a “bang” sound, and fell into the ground embarrassed.

The sound stunned the reporters and the Wens in front of them. Everyone turned around and looked at each other.

Warm hands curled up on the ground, and she got up from the ground with difficulty, and was about to pick out the sunglasses that had been dropped. Someone had recognized her and yelled, "Isn't that warm?"

Soon, someone lifted his feet and broke the sunglasses on the ground, someone rushed over and grabbed the mask on the warm face. A pale and slap face was presented in front of everyone, with small and delicate features, long curled eyelashes, and redness. His eyes, the powdery lips trembling slightly, seemed to be grieved and pathetic.

People couldn't help but hesitated for a moment. Although they were all clamoring for warmth, but when they really saw themselves, it was difficult to treat this weak-looking and simple girl with that faceless and skinless, fierce calculation, even Emperor's family The "warmth" that is planted in her hands is linked.

Just when everyone was struggling, Wen Zhongyong rushed down the stairs, walked away from the crowd, walked in front of the warmth, and raised his hand as a slap in the face: "Slap!"

The sound is clear and loud.

The cheeks on the warm half swelled immediately, and the white and delicate skin instantly became crimson. There were bloodstains faintly in several places. It can be seen how ruthless this slap by Wen Zhongyong!

Warmth is like not knowing the pain, not crying or making trouble, just watching Wen Zhongyong so quietly.

With this slap, she could have avoided it, but she didn't even tilt her head, and suffered stiffly.

Who made him father?

Even the adoptive father!

But after this slap--

"Dad, I don't owe you anymore!" Warmly, his voice cold.

"Do n’t call my dad! I do n’t have a daughter like you! Today, I ’m holding a press conference to announce to you that my Wen family will officially remove you from today! You came just right, I will tell you personally Once again, you are no longer my daughter of Wen Zhongyong. Between us, we immediately cut off all father-daughter relationships, and we will never die again.

What a gratitude!

With warm eyes and tears, Yang cried, "Okay!"

She picked up her bag from the ground, patted it, put it on her body, turned and left.

Since Wen Zhongyong is so heartless, that slap has interrupted each other's last little bit of affection, then there is no need to take out what she has worked hard to get out!

"Warm and warm!" Luo Qiuyun's voice sounded behind him, with a natural sense of compassion.

Although the adoptive mother only said bad things the moment before, and was accused of robbing her sister's marriage, her warm footwork stopped still.

Luo Qiuyun walked quickly to the front of warmth, and stretched out his hand to gently touch the warm and swollen cheek.

The warm eye circles suddenly turned red.

She can erect a cold and hard armor like a hedgehog to resist Wen Zhongyong's ruthlessness, but she has no tears for Luo Qiuyun alone. Just as the Wen family designed the emperor grandeur at the beginning, when she asked her to marry, she also wanted to escape from marriage. When Luo Qiuyun cried, she married obediently.

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But now, even the adoptive mother beats a rake and blames her for stealing his younger sister's man!

The warm heart cooled down again, and silently skimmed his face.

Wen Zhongyong was afraid of Luo Qiuyun's weakness, and pulled her in front of herself, reprimanding: "She is not our daughter anymore. Such a faceless and skinless woman has nothing to do with us! You still have her What is it? "

Luo Qiuyun said with tears, but said: "But"

Wen Zhongyong looked distressed and frowned, "You forgot how she robbed the emperor with warmth at first? Have you seen her home after seeing her married? The world's top three in-laws' wives, while watching their mother's company close to failure, are reluctant to help at all. Which daughter will be like this? What will she do other than shame? Remember! From now on! , Warmth is no longer our daughter! "

Looking at Wen Zhongyong desperately clearing himself, desperately whitewashing, warmth suddenly laughed, and said softly, "I did grab a warm wedding, but how did you grab it, are you not clear? President Wen?"

Wen Zhongyong was stunned and turned pale, especially the total temperature, which was particularly harsh. He pointed at the warmth, his fingers trembling: "Look, is there anything she speaks like this?"

There was a slight arc of warm lips, and since the adoptive father repeatedly emphasized that she was not the daughter of the Wen family, it was wrong to call Wen always.

Luo Qiuyun took a bit of blame for warmth: "Warm and warm, how can you talk to your father like this?"

Wen Zhongyong immediately blew up Mao: "I don't have such a daughter, it's best to skim it out!"

Looking at Luo Qiuyun warmly and helplessly, this is not my rudeness, it is not rare at all!

Luo Qiuyun looked left and right, feeling embarrassed on both sides, and simply stopped talking.

Warm and cold eyes glanced at the Wen Zhongyong couple and turned to leave.

Stepping out of the gate in front of her, she had no love or affection, and she truly became a person.

Lou Qiuyun's low sobbing came from behind.

Warm and unconsciously slowed down, but did not hear the sound of nourishment of the adoptive mother, but the roar of the adoptive father: "Such a man who even snatches a sister and grabs a woman who does not cherish, you are sad What? Just when we never raised her, picked up a white-eyed wolf! "

Warm could not help but stop.

She didn't know why Wen Zhongyong splashed her dirty water over and over again, saying that she grabbed a warm man. Does her adoptive father still want to die and still think about paving the way for the warm marriage to the emperor's house?

Although she is notorious and doesn't mind the reporter adding one more thing, but this repeated stigma is really lethargic!

The warm, dangled hand is fisted and released, then it is fisted and released again.

In the end, she chose not to care. For the sake of adoptive mothers, let it be the last time!

However, just after warming up and making up his mind, not arguing, and leaving, the reporters surrounded her, a journalist who looked like a guardian, with a look of justice, shouting: "You must Apologize to the Wen family! "

Warmly looked at Wen Zhongyong.

Wen Zhongyong poked his neck, "Yes, apologize!"

Suddenly, Warm smiled gently, the smile was beautiful, very cold, with a distant and indifferent distance away from people.

She spoke, her voice sounded as if a breeze could blow away, but another word was clearly sent to everyone's ears: "General Wen, in terms of parenting sentiment over the past two decades, I have repeatedly given in. You want to wash the white for Wen ’s sake or warmth. I have already carried the black pot that should be carried, not the one. Why do you have to be aggressive and leave no room for it? "

There was a hint of embarrassment on Wen Zhongyong's face, and his face instantly became ugly. "Someone here is a little yellowish! No woman like you will believe you anymore!"

A warm face lifted up, "General Manager Wen, then we will be in front of everyone today and take a good look at how I robbed my sister's man and ruined her good marriage!"

Upon hearing the news, the reporters pointed their cameras at the warmth.

Wen Zhongyong wanted to stop, but there were suspicions that there were no silver or two hundred here, so he had to worry on one side. Who made him act too much for a while and angered the warmth completely?

"Mr. Wen, you wanted to climb God ’s house and design the emperor's house, were you and the enthusiasts? It was you who deliberately walked the wrong room and was smashed by everyone. If not, how can I grab it? What about sister's good marriage? "

Wen Zhongyong was dumb asked, and his old face became embarrassed.

In fact, Wen Zhongyong determined the warmth and filial piety. Even if he turned the warmth into Dou'e, the warmth would only break his teeth and swallow his belly. If he knew that the heart had been completely cold and warm, he would be polite to lift him completely. Old man!

"You know that Emperor Hao will not be willing to marry this designed marriage. For that 10% stake, he did not hesitate to marry me into the emperor's house! But have you ever asked, I will not Will it be happy? "

Suddenly, warmly opened the shoulder bag and raised her hand: "What you want, isn't this this?"