The Bao family's living room was now in a mess, with porcelain and glass fragments all over the floor, as well as smashed furniture and valuable oil paintings.

With a bang, another antique vase was thrown heavily to the ground.

Mother Bao cried heartbreakingly, "Bao Yurong, you are a murderous bastard. You just go out and do mischief every day, but you get angry at our mother and daughter as soon as you come home. Do you really think that I, Yi Muhan, are easy to bully?" "

"You damn bitch, you're so brave, right? You actually dare to yell at me, what's wrong with me looking for a woman? Look at how old and ugly you are now. You're a man and it makes you sick to your stomach. I didn't follow." You are already merciful in your divorce, but you still have the nerve to interfere with my affairs?"

"Bao Yurong, do you really have any conscience? How did you promise my parents back then? Now that you are rich, you have forgotten all about those promises, right?"

Yi Muhan broke down and cried, "If I hadn't been running around and working hard at home in the early years, would I be like this?"

Bao Yurong sat on the leather sofa and said angrily: "Don't be so aggrieved. It's like you haven't spent the money you earned. Smash it. If you keep smashing it, why should you stop? If you can, just smash everything in your house." "

"Just smash it, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Yi Muhan was obviously irritated by him, "Half of everything in this house belongs to me. Since you are going to live with your little bitch outside, then I will smash them all. I think you still What can you do to coax those little bitches?"

Bao Ruier sat at the dining table and ate breakfast calmly, completely ignoring the noisy and angry comments over there. She was as quiet as an outsider, which was in sharp contrast to the frightened servants around her.

Bao Yurong snorted coldly and stood up, holding his suit jacket, "It's useless for you to be angry. Xiao Tang has given birth to a son for me. No matter how much trouble you make, you can't change this fact. If you are sensible, just divorce me. I can still give you a fortune, but if you are ignorant and insist on causing trouble for Xiao Tang and my precious son, don’t blame me for being rude to you for not talking about the relationship between husband and wife in the past."

"Bao Yurong, you heartless scumbag, I, Yi Muhan, was really blind to fall in love with a bastard like you."

Bao Yurong ignored her scolding and walked directly out. When passing by the dining room, he said to Bao Ruier: "Ruier, you are a sensible person. Please advise your mother. Even if we divorce, you will still be my daughter." , I won’t miss out on your food and clothing, do you hear me?”

Bao Ruier was eating her sandwich as if she didn't hear his voice and didn't react at all.

Bao Yurong didn't say much and left Bao's house directly.

"Rui'er, Rui'er, what do you think my mother should do? Your ungrateful and heartless father is about to bring that vixen home, as well as the little bastard outside. What should I do? Uuuuuuu..."

Bao Ruier raised her eyes slightly and looked at Yi Muhan who was standing among a pile of broken porcelain pieces in the living room. Her eyes did not waver at all and she said quietly: "Since it is so painful to guard such a man, why do you have to embarrass yourself anymore?" Woolen cloth?"

Yi Muhan was stunned, "Rui'er, you really don't want to help your dad kick me out, do you?"

"What are you still missing?"

Bao Ruier slightly raised the corners of her lips, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone, "Look at all the antique porcelain on the floor. If I were you, I could get a lot of money if I sold it. Do you think he would be heartbroken if he smashed it? ?

No, with his current wealth, he will like anyone who can make him happy. He no longer cares about money and other external things. "

"But I'm not willing to do it."

Yi Muhan burst into tears, "If it weren't for me, he wouldn't even have the capital to do business. I've been through so much fatigue and suffering. Why should I make way for others when I get rich?"

"Don't you already know what kind of person he is?"

Bao Ruier smiled bitterly: "No matter what you do, you can't stop the mother and son from moving into Bao's house. Why not save some face for yourself and walk away with pride."

"No! If I don't leave, they won't be able to live well if I don't."

Yi Muhan roared and ran over, grabbed Bao Rui'er's shoulders and shook her violently: "Rui'er, I am your mother, you must help me, you have to help me... Rui'er, I am your mother. , we are a family, you can’t listen to your dad’s nonsense and drive me out.”

Bao Rui'er frowned at the stinging pain on her shoulder. Looking sideways, she saw that her long nails had scratched the skin in several places, and blood even oozed from some places.

However, she didn't struggle, she just looked at the almost crazy mother in front of her quietly, with a wry smile on her lips.

"You are always asking me to do something, but you never ask me what I want. I have long been tired of staying in this family."

"What did you say?" Yi Muhan was stunned, "Ruier, how can you say such nonsense? This is our home. Every plant, tree, brick and tile in it was built with our own eyes. It was decorated bit by bit to become what it is now. Only when mom and dad are together can our family be complete.

You have to remember that only mothers in this world will treat you well. Those women outside are all here for our family’s money. They are all hypocritical to you, just like that bitch named Tang. Do you think they are mother and daughter? Can I treat you well when I move in?

Don't be stupid! I am the only one in this world who is truly good to you. "

"Yeah?"

Bao Ruier sneered and brushed her hands away, pointing to her shoulder that was scratched with blood and said: "Is this what you call love?"

Seeing her injury, Yi Muhan shed even more tears, "Rui'er, don't blame mom, mom didn't mean it. You and mom go to dad. As long as you cry and beg him, the matter will be over." It’s over, I don’t want to divorce your father..."

"No, you're going to get a divorce."

Bao Ruier carried her bag and walked straight out. Her heart felt cold and cold, and the astringent and dull feeling made her feel as if she was suffocating.

Her mother seems to have always been capable of this trick.

Just like when he took her to find the mistress, deliberately scratched her face, smashed her head, and made her cry to her father and say that she was beaten by her aunt.

More than ten years have passed, and she is still not tired of this method, but she has grown up and will no longer cry.

Bao Ruier did not go to school, but went directly to the downstairs of Rong Group.

Seeing Rong Zhaoting's car approaching, she picked up the stones she picked up on the roadside and walked over.

boom--

Ao Feibai was so frightened by the sudden change that he suddenly stepped on the brakes and stopped the car.

"What's going on?" Rong Zhaoting's voice came from behind.

"Mr. Rong, someone is looking for trouble. She, she, she...she actually smashed your car."

Good night~See you tomorrow~

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