Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Amy is a silly fork, she can do it if she wants to. Today she has been reprimanded by the old lady enough.

Amy is like trying to show off her good tutor.

After she sat down gracefully, she pressed Luo Yangyang's phone number on the landline dignifiedly.

Luo Yangyang was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, thinking about Feng Yihan's phone call just now. Is it true or false? The old lady really asked her to return to the old house?

She hadn't thought of a reason yet, and the phone in her hand rang again.

Luo Yangyang picked up the phone and took a look. It was the same number just now.

After hesitating for at least four seconds, she answered the phone.

Luo Yangyang didn't say a word, but Amy on the other end of the phone, knowing that she had already connected, lowered her voice and said softly:

"Yang Yang, I'm Amy, and I'm in Fengjia Old Mansion now."

Luo Yangyang listened to Amy's words without saying a word.

Amy waited for several seconds, did not wait for Luo Yangyang to answer, but the phone was not hung up, she continued:

"The old lady wants to see you, will you come back?"

Luo Yangyang frowned, opened his mouth and said, "No time."

Mrs. Feng wants to see her. Isn't it a good thing to let her go back and be scolded?

"Listen to me, I..." Hearing Luo Yangyang's decisiveness and saying that there is no time to return, Amy tried to explain.

However, she was only halfway through, and there was a beeping sound from the microphone that the call was hung up.

FUCK!

Luo Yangyang, this bitch, since she dares to hang up!

After the call was cut off by Luo Yangyang, Amy couldn't help cursing in her heart.

Which green onion is Luo Yangyang?

She was already very good to call Luo Yangyang, shameless!

When the old lady saw Amy holding the microphone, she suddenly stopped talking in the middle of the conversation, or she couldn't speak anymore, her old face became even darker.

"Did Luo Yangyang hang up the phone again?"

The old lady Feng's tone was very aggressive, and she was very angry when she heard it.

"Yes."

With an awkward smile on Amy's face, she silently put the microphone back on the landline.

She must make Luo Yangyang look good when she has a chance in the future!

She dared to lose face in front of Mrs. Feng.

"Nizi! Nizi!"

After getting Amy’s definite answer, after confirming that Luo Yangyang really hung up the phone again, the crutches in the hands of the old lady fell on the floor, ‘Boom! Bang! Bang! ’I beat it several times.

"Grandma, this Luo Yangyang is too rebellious, and you can't even invite her back. What kind of pretense is she putting on? Too unfilial!"

Looking at the angry old lady Feng Yihan, she suddenly became proud of her.

The haze of being scolded just now disappeared without a trace.

The more angry the old lady is, the more sad Luo Yangyang's future will be.

It doesn't hurt her.

Feng Yihan's words made the old lady even more angry. Of course, she was so angry that she was Luo Yangyang.

In anger, Mrs. Feng suddenly stood up: "One or two are useless rubbish! Get out, I'll fight!"

Amy and Feng Yihan must feel uncomfortable for being scolded for useless waste, and they must have opinions.

But no matter how big their opinions are, they dare not say it in front of the old lady.

Seeing the old lady approaching, Amy quickly got up and gave up her seat to the old lady.

After Mrs. Feng sat down angrily, Amy redialed Luo Yangyang's mobile phone number, and then handed the microphone to Mrs. Feng respectfully.

Mrs. Feng held the crutches with her left hand, and took the microphone with her right hand. She exhaled the air from her nostrils because of her anger.