The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

"Cheng Lianxun! Can you speak?"

Ning Yao stood up in a jerk, getting up so quickly and violently that the chair was brought down to the ground with a bang.

"No." The little man was very calm and calm, and continued to irritate, "Even if the Cheng family has no men, there will still be an old lady. The only thing you can take charge of is your own little family."

At the end of her speech, she turned her chopsticks and pointed at Cheng Liandi who was opposite.

In terms of family status, her status is indeed not high.

But Ning Yao's status was only higher than her and Cheng Lian's.

Comparing family status with the juniors is just one word miserable.

"Cheng Lianxun! You're not too much! My mother is an elder after all. Has no one taught you to respect elders?"

Cheng Lian couldn't stand it anymore.

She never thought that there would be a day when her mother would be outmatched by Cheng Lianxun.

"..."

Ning Yao clenched her teeth and said nothing.

Cheng Lianxun talked about her pain point. Back then, her sister died of dystocia, and things caused a lot of trouble.

The old lady has always refused to allow her to enter the house, and even if she gave birth to a child, she would not let her live in the house.

Cheng Xianzhe was forced to move out with her.

Although the old man didn't care about the matter, the relatives of the Cheng family only recognized the root of Villa No. 7.

The old lady never let go, and she never stayed in Villa No. 7, those relatives always looked down on her in their hearts.

She has been married to Cheng Xianzhe for more than ten years, and it seems that the name is not right.

"Well, you have a mother to teach, I don't have a mother to teach, of course you don't understand how to deal with relationships in the world."

Cheng Lianxun's small hands holding the chopsticks tightened tightly, but there was a light smile on his face.

Her indifferent appearance made Cheng Liande's eyes hurt even more.

"Ono, who didn't have a mother to teach..."

Knowing what she was going to say, Cheng Lianxun grabbed the bowl and smashed it hard before she finished speaking.

"ah--"

Cheng Lianta's screams rang out immediately.

She saw it right, and didn't throw Cheng Liancha in the face.

But the bowl that flew past her head still made her cringe with her head in her arms.

With a crisp 'bang' sound, the bowl fell to pieces behind Cheng Liantian, and the rice in the bowl spilled all over the floor.

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point at this moment, deathly silence.

They didn't expect that she would be so angry.

Ning Yao glared at the past, but when she saw Cheng Lianxun's murderous eyes, her heart fluttered.

It reminded her of the last time her sister looked at her before she died, or the last time she stared at her.

The hatred in the eyes seemed to eat her flesh and drink her blood.

"Cheng Lianxun! You threw a bowl at me? I'll smash you to death!"

Cheng Liande reacted from the shock and immediately grabbed his own bowl.

"Stop messing around!"

Ning Yao suddenly snarled.

The bowl that Cheng Liantia had just raised was immediately suspended in mid-air, astonishment flashed across his face.

What is her mother doing?

Stop her from bullying Cheng Lianxun?

Are you okay?

"Di'er, today is your birthday, there must be no accidents, you all give me peace of mind!"

Ning Yao stood at the top, didn't even eat after speaking, and left with an ugly face.

"I don't eat either."

Cheng Liande also lost her appetite.

She can't eat too much, the dress is tight, and she can't wear it at night if she is fat.

"Why are you staring? Stare again and I'll dig out your eyeballs!"

When Cheng Liantia left, seeing Cheng Lianxun still staring at her with red eyes, she stared back even more viciously.

In fact, Cheng Lianxun's gaze was concentrated, and did not follow her movement of getting up.

She stared at the void, her eyes were a little loose, as if she was thinking about something.