Rebirth of the Peerless Miss

"Old Man Mu, do you want your old face anymore? I saved your life, and you actually ran to dig out the corner of Lao Tzu's wall with grievances. I rely on, you big-tailed white-eyed wolf, I knew it, I said nothing. If I will save you, I'll just let you belch like that." Hearing Mu Cangqiong's words, he is a man, he will blow up his hair, right? What's more, Xia Houhuan is not a cool guy, so it's natural to be angry.

"It’s because you don’t cherish Yinger that you will have such a result. What's the matter with the old man? You don’t cherish and don’t let people who are willing to cherish Yinger cherish it. You are really selfish. Besides, it is the old lady saved by Shasha, who has a relationship with you for half a dime? You don’t put gold on your old chrysanthemum face. No matter how you put it, you can’t change it. , The fact that you were sorry to Ying Er back then."

Ouyang Xiasha didn't need to go in at all, just listening to this tone, and the skill of tit-for-tat, could guess, besides Old Man Mu, who else could there be? He held his forehead and shook his head feebly, thinking, ‘When will the two of them have a truce? As everyone knows, this is just the beginning of a headache for her.

"Who is selfish? I used to, didn't you know, shouldn't it be more troublesome? Moreover, Shasha girl is my own granddaughter, and she is saved by me. What is the difference? Does the family still say that the two parties can't make it?" Xia Houhuan's face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he looked at Mu Cangqiong in front of him, and said with a sullen smile.

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"Excuses! All are excuses! I really don’t know, why is your old chrysanthemum face so thick? It’s not as embarrassing to say it? Isn’t it necessary? I really don’t know, the old Patriarch of the Xiahou family, a big one. You can be considered an adult when you get older? From my point of view! If it wasn't for the truth seven years ago, and it was discovered by the girl Shasha, and eventually surfaced, you will continue to do more things." Mu Cangqiong looked contemptuously. Looking at Xia Houhuan, said mockingly.

"Fart! You are jealous of Lao Tzu! Yes, you are jealous!" After hearing Mu Cangqiong's words, Xia Houhuan suddenly looked at Xia Houying, who was not far away, and found that Xia Houying didn't have much change in expression. This was only slight. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then shouted loudly at Mu Cangqiong in anger.

"You just fart! The old man is jealous of you, I bastard! Ying Er didn't forgive you, and Shasha also called the old man, Grandpa Mu, why is the old man jealous of you? You don't have the qualification to make the old man jealous! Nor do you have the qualification, Go and let Ying'er forgive you. You know how you treated Ying'er these years!" When Mu Cangqiong saw Xia Houhuan, he was upset, even though he married again and had children back then, he didn't have that. He was more qualified to say something about Xia Houhuan, but when he thought of treating the goddess he had been buried deep in his heart like that, and finally issued a killing order, he didn't want him to live well, even if they were just old friends. Nor can this be changed.

"Who said I was not qualified? Yinger, how can I say it is my son's mother, my grandson's grandmother, this bloodline fact, but no one can change it." It was stabbed by Mu Cangqiong to the painful spot, Xia Houhuan. A guilty conscience, a regret! He was guilty of what he had done for so many years, as well as the killing order that made him want to break his stomach, regret it, and the bitter fruit that fell in the end was only helplessly swallowed. But what I hate is an old friend who gnashes his teeth and hates himself, always irritating his sore spots with one blow, and he has no reason to refute, but feels that he is right and right. However, as if to cheer himself up, Xia Houhuan still insisted on retorting against his will.