"Aunt Xia, all said that my mother looked at her son with a magnifying glass. I couldn't have reasons before, but now I can." Ni Lehui said, she rarely refuted Xia Qing, which does not mean she would not refute. If Xia Qing is aggressive towards her, she won't be silent again.

She divorced Yan Changtuo, and her mother broke off with Aunt Xia. She regarded Xia Qing as a senior, as a younger generation's respect for her elders.

"You..." Xia Qing was so angry, how could she not tell that Ni Lehui was hurting her son.

Xia Qing wanted to step forward to give Ni Lehui a slap, and considered the consequences of this slap. They were arguing here. People who could not hear would only think that they were chatting, but if they started to slap Ni Lehui, they would be attracted to watch.

"My son is my pride." Xia Qing said proudly. She is very satisfied with this son.

"Behind pride is disappointment." Ni Lehui didn't mean to be ironic. He just expressed feelings, but they would not think so.

"Le Hui, she is my mother." Yan Changtuo couldn't see his mother being angry. He couldn't watch her being so angry that she was speechless by what Ni Lehui said.

Ni Lehui wanted to laugh. They had known each other for more than 20 years. He had never tried to understand her. Compared with his self-righteous, arrogant, poor and loving mother, his Yan Changtuo made her feel more chilling.

At first, when she had a conflict with his mother, she would tell him, but he never thought from her point of view, only from a **** point of view, he would not help whether she was right or wrong. she was.

Because Xia Qing is his mother, and because she is his wife, she will make things difficult and fussy in every way, flattering and submissive, and then she understood, and gradually stopped telling him.

Telling him is equivalent to being told by him again, why bother!

Ni Lehui looked at Yan Changtuo, with ridiculous mockery on the corners of her lips, and met his shady gaze. She did not retreat, only endless irony. It was not worth it for her love, and it was not worth paying for her. , There is no more relationship between them, she doesn't need to bear it anymore.

"Yes, she is your mother, not my mother." As soon as Ni Lehui finished speaking, he took a glass of orange juice from the passing waiter's plate, took a sip elegantly, and put a bright red lip print on the wall of the cup, charming and charming. The slender white fingertips pinched the wine glass, then put down the glass, proudly said: "I am very busy, I won't be with you anymore."

Turning arrogantly, under Xia Qing's furious eyes, under Yan Changtuo's surprised and cold gaze, Ni Lehui's beautiful figure gracefully passed through the crowd.

When the goal was reached, Chen Jing let Wen Zhifan go to Ni Lehui, and Wen Zhifan was used by Chen Jing. In this regard, apart from helplessness, she was still helpless.

Wen Zhifan looked for Ni Lehui in the crowd and went to the rest room to find her. He didn't even let the bathroom go, and finally found her outside.

"Why are you here?" Wen Zhifan asked.

Ni Lehui glanced at Wen Zhifan and replied: "I'm bored, come out and breathe."

As Ni Lehui said, she stepped on high heels and walked slowly under a tree, with her hands around her chest, gently leaning, and looking up to admire the moon sky.

Wen Zhifan watched Ni Lehui's leisurely behavior, his clear eyes lit up with a faint light, and the corners of his lips raised a smile representing pleasure.

"It's very boring." Wen Zhifan felt the same. He was obviously boring, but he still wanted to participate, some for profit, some for affection, and some for affection.

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