Fierce Ex-wife: President, Please Be Careful

Sun Fengzi's sharp voice reached everyone's ears, and almost everyone frowned uncomfortably. ---End of this Danmei, Hong Kong and Taiwan romance www.hjw.tw)))

Zhao Yulin's face sank, and the gaze looking at Sun Fengzi became a little dangerous: "Unfortunately, nothing you hoped for happened. Even if there are no children, my dad never dislikes my mother. Even if there are no children, grandpa has nothing but Apart from feeling regrets, they have never been dissatisfied with my mother. On the contrary, they feel that they owe my mother because of this incident, and they love my mother more than before, and are reluctant to bear the slightest wronged. Not to mention now, my mother. With me, with my brother, with Yueyue, with grandson, there will be a lovely grandson and another grandson soon."

"Stop talking, stop talking, you shut up, shut up, shut up!" Zhao Yulin's words undoubtedly dug out the most unknown pain in Sun Fengzi's heart, and Sun Fengzi screamed loudly, reaching out to cover I kept my ears, trying to isolate all those words of Zhao Youlin, but unfortunately, the results were not good.

"Shut up? Why should I shut up?" Zhao Yulin stared at Sun Fengzi's angry face and sneered. "Am I wrong? You tried hard to embarrass my mother, who hasn't been found by my brother yet. In more than ten years, I don’t know how many times this incident has hurt her. But in the end? She found the child back, and you don’t even have this last bit of superiority. You can no longer use this incident to mock her. My mother. Now my mother not only has a son, and her son is a hundred times more powerful than yours. You are not only a husband who can’t compare to her, you can’t even compare to her son! You are a naked loser. , Poor worm."

"Enough Enough Enough Enough!" Sun Fengzi screamed out of control, and couldn't help shaking her head while covering her ears.

Zhao Yifei's face darkened when he saw this, and he wanted to step forward, but he was a little hesitant. The same was true for Zhao Shunchang on the other side. Seeing his wife who had been with him for so many years, he still felt a little compassionate, but then he thought of her for himself. What he did and did, he held back again, don't go too far, and simply make a blind eye.

Sun Fengzi screamed a few times. Suddenly she sat down on the ground like a deflated ball. Her long hair had long been rubbed into a mess by herself. In addition, her pale face was so excited because of her excitement. The red eyes were really embarrassing.

After a while, Sun Fengzi suddenly sprang up from the ground like a wind-up robot, and flew towards Duan Yarong's direction.

Duan Yarong gasped and was at a loss. Zhao Shunrong had already pushed away the woman who had rushed over like a mad dog.

With a muffled bang, Sun Fengzi slammed into the sandalwood table in the hall. At the same time, Han Yichen hurriedly protected An Yue to hide away. Zhao Shunchang was also frightened by Sun Fengzi's behavior. After reacting, he hurriedly protected the old man away from the table.

After Sun Fengzi was pushed away, she only felt a severe pain in her waist, and immediately she threw herself on the tabletop, clutching her waist for a long time before relieving the pain, but her eyes were suddenly caught by the hand on the tabletop. The fruit knife was attracted, and his eyes flickered.

Without thinking, Sun Fengzi grabbed the fruit knife and rushed in a certain direction again. The only difference was that Sun Fengzi's target was no longer Duan Yarong, but... Zhao Youlin!

In the whole hall, speaking of someone special, it is definitely not the two pregnant women Zhao Youlin and An Yue. An Yue was pulled to the side to shelter from the limelight long ago by Han Yichen, and Zhao Youlin, who is closer to Sun Fengzi, was the first to bear the brunt. It became Sun Fengzi's target for venting.

"Yorim!" Duan Yarong and An Yue, who happened to see this scene, screamed at the same time. Zhao Yulin looked at the approaching fruit knife, the corners of her lips twitched, and a trace of ridicule passed. Just about to make a move, a hand was already stretched out on the side and grabbed Sun Fengzi's forward stabbing hand.

Sun Fengzi only felt that her wrist was tight, and she stopped in midair when she stabbed her hand forward, her face changed slightly, and her whole body's strength was concentrated on the push knife. However, the manpower holding her hand was too strong. Sun Fengzi tried hard for a long time, but the knife didn't move forward.

Realizing what had happened, Sun Fengzi suddenly raised her head and glared at the man who was doing good things in her arms, her entire face flushed.

Mu Tingfeng watched Sun Fengzi struggling with such indifference, only to exert some impatient force after a while.

Sun Fengzi only felt a sudden pain in her wrist. The too severe pain made her scream, and the knife in her hand fell to the ground because of the pain, making a crisp sound.

Zhao Shunrong hurriedly stepped forward and kicked the knife to a far corner to make sure that Sun Fengzi would never get it again.

Seeing that the murder weapon was kicked aside by Zhao Shunrong, Mu Tingfeng raised his hand, and Sun Fengzi fell back to the ground just like a piece of paper.

"Yorin, are you okay, is there any injury?" Duan Yarong's face was pale, and she first reacted from panic, rushed to Zhao Youlin's side, and asked with concern, holding her hand.

Zhao Youlin shook her head, looked up at Mu Tingfeng, and whispered: "I can handle it by myself, not as fragile as you think."

Mu Tingfeng's face did not change, and of course he said, "You forgot what you promised the two moms before?"

Zhao Yulin was stunned for a moment, and her face turned slightly red. She did forget that she had promised Duan Yarong and Su Ruixin not to do anything with others.

But today this shouldn't be regarded as a hands-on with people, at best it is self-protection.

"With me here, you don't need to do it." Mu Tingfeng calmly added something that seemed to see what Zhao Yulin was thinking.

Mu Tingfeng's words were incredibly straightforward. Zhao Yulin felt that her face seemed a bit hot inexplicably, and she gave Mu Tingfeng a white with anger and anger, and blamed him for his sweet words regardless of occasion.

The people who were still worried about Zhao Yulin: "..." What's wrong with this inexplicable feeling of being shown off? Damn it, can you look at the occasion, is it time to talk about love?

Sun Fengzi struggled on the ground for a while, still planning to be reluctant, Zhao Yifei hurriedly stepped forward to hold her down.

No matter how much this matter is said, it is their wrongdoing. If Sun Fengzi really killed people here, then he would really be ruined in his entire life, even though it was almost ruined now.

"Mom, calm down, calm down..."

"How can you calm me down?" Sun Fengzi yelled, "I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled, why they can be so proud, but I can only struggle so painfully. I am not reconciled! Left and right are a matter of life, I have to let them bury me and bury me when I die!"