Wife of the Mysterious Heir

Chapter 232

What happened to my cousin? Not a cousin.

She has liked her cousin since she was a child, so why not marry him?

She didn't feel any shame.

Because she felt that she had the strength and capital to make her cousin fall under her pomegranate skirt.

Becoming a woman of brother Zhan is the dream she has been fighting for in her life, and it is also the goal of her efforts, but what caught her off guard was that brother Zhan, who has never been close to women, suddenly spread the news of a hidden marriage .

Moreover, the woman he married was a poor wife!

As soon as she heard the news, she couldn't wait to come back. She went straight to her grandparents' house before she got off the plane, but what did she see when she came back!

This scene is simply unbearable.

Dirty eyes.

And since I haven't seen each other for so long, Brother Zhan actually yelled at her, and even yelled at her for the lower cousin who was lying on top of him with no limit.

Tang Miaomiao's tears couldn't stop rolling down at that time.

But she couldn't step forward and rip this woman off of Brother Zhan, she couldn't be so unqualified, she was the eldest daughter, she had to endure.

One of her small hands was on the door, and she raised her hand to wipe her tears. She was wearing denim shorts and short shirts designed by top designers to wrap her young and plump figure. She stood up and turned her back. Turn away.

"Brother Chuan, grandma told you to go down for dinner."

Before getting a response, Tang Miaomiao closed the door and walked away.

But in the long corridor, she gritted her teeth with hatred as she walked. She couldn't help kicking over an antique vase, and the small waist that Yingying held was very sharp.

A fierce light flashed in Chu Chu's pitiful big eyes.

Lin Xiaoxiao!

I swear, you won't be complacent for long.

I want you to stand in the door of Zhan's house and climb out from Zhan's house on your knees.

Brother Chuan's wife, I can only be Tang Miaomiao in this life!

Tang Miaomiao looked at the smashed antique vase that she kicked, and regarded her as Lin Xiaoxiao who hadn't cleaned up.

"Miss Miaomiao, what's wrong with you? Why is the vase broken... Don't you know? This is the old man's favorite antique from the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties. Why are you so careless?" A seventeen- or eighteen-year-old little maid Pulling over the hem of his clothes, he was horrified when he saw that the vase was broken.

She came to maintain this vase every day, but it was priceless.

Tang Miaomiao straightened her arrogant spine, restrained the light in her eyes, slowly turned around and squinted at the little maid, her expression changed quickly, and she took a bite back in shock.

"What did you say? Grandpa's favorite vase? Then why are you not careful? Do you know how expensive this thing is, can you afford it if you break it?"

"No, I didn't break it, Miss Miaomiao is obviously you..." The little maid's eyes filled with tears and she choked.

How can Miss Miaomiao spit blood...

She clearly saw that Miss Miaomiao just kicked her badly, but when she saw Tang Miaomiao's fierce eyes, she was so frightened that she took back all the words.

"What am I? Do you still dare to falsely accuse me? Do you think that I am not biological, so even you despise me... I'm going to tell my grandma now, I tell her you slander me and despise me, I tell her you I don't even admit to kicking the vase..." Tang Miaomiao ran down the stairs with tears in her eyes.

The little maid was left alone and crouched down sadly.

She looked at the mess, and felt that she was really finished.

In the study, after Tang Miaomiao left, the atmosphere became more and more awkward.

Zhan Glacier's face was dark, and he looked down at Lin Xiaoxiao: "Aren't you up yet?"

Lin Xiaoxiao scolded inwardly, but her feet were so numb right now that she couldn't exert any strength.

Seeing this, Zhan Glacier pulled her with a big hand and pulled her up from the ground. Lin Xiaoxiao took advantage of the situation and sat on Zhan Glacier's lap.