Chapter 203 (2/2)

The result is that the relatives present are full of accusations!

”Brother Beiming has devoted all his life to the cause of a cook. We all believe that he is busy studying all day. As a good wife, you should help him! What do you mean he doesn't want to take a concubine? If he doesn't want to take a concubine, you can help him take it back. When he is in a good mood, suggest him to sleep in his concubine's room for a few nights. Will he refuse? Even if he doesn't like concubines, he always respects you Will it touch your face? ”

”Is it someone who sees the great cause of the Beiming family and wants his only son to swallow the illusionist family's industry alone? It's really a wolf's ambition. You Zhang Zhiluo are a poor family. There are no people in your mother's family for a long time. You still have such great ambition...”

”Beiming, I've always been a man of great affection since I was a child. In the first few years of marriage with you, you haven't been born. Beiming doesn't dislike you. Instead, he goes to the battlefield between human and demon to earn you fame. You just aim at his affection for you. You shouldn't let his offspring wither like this.”

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Mrs. magic has a hundred mouths. Seeing that everyone was criticizing his mother, the magic star Han nearby said, ”you are not allowed to bully my mother! If you bully my mother again, I'll tell my sister to go!”

Huan Li'an turned his eyes to Huan Xinghan and said, ”Xing Han, are you frightened by the bad guys this time, my poor child.”

Mirage star Han just wanted to shake his head. He was very excited about this captivity trip, seeing Feilong, knowing brother Ziya and sister a making spiritual food for him every day.

Huan Li'an turned his head again and shouted at Mrs. Huan, ”it's all you, a woman. You don't look well at your daughter. You've been abused by bad people in the street and become another family's runaway concubine. You've lost xiaoxinghan! If God had eyes and God helped our fantasy family, there would be no queen. Otherwise, today is your death date!”

Mrs. Huan was frightened. Her hands and feet were full of energy. She wanted to distinguish and had nowhere to distinguish.

”My ancestors... I'm guilty...” sobbed.

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