Chapter 1937

Of course, she doubted that her son didn't want to go back to her, but this time, she was not sure whether her son was really not there, or whether she deliberately let Xiachu seven answer the phone to test herself!

Thinking of this, Mrs. Woodson forced down her dissatisfaction with Xia Chuqi and warned in a low voice, "Xia Chuqi, don't think that you are Feng Xun's wife and have the right to help him make decisions. I am still his mother after all!"

At the beginning of the summer, the seventh day of the summer, with a low smile, sat down with her mobile phone and replied carelessly, "Mrs. Woodson, of course, I remember that you are his mother. After all, there are few mothers in the world who can sue their own sons in order to win the family property... You are a rare mother in the world."

"The seventh day of the summer --" Mrs. Woodson gave a sharp drink. Unexpectedly, the call was not easy, but she was attacked by the dead girl of the seventh day of the summer. She said angrily, "if it were not for you, Feng Xun and I would not have a stiff relationship! Don't think I don't know. It's you who blow pillow wind in his ear and deliberately stir up the relationship between mother and son! "

"Mrs. Woodson, you said this as if I didn't show up. You and Feng Xun are deeply attached to each other!"

The seventh day of the summer shook his head and sneered, and his tone became cold: "Mrs. Woodson, when Feng Xun needs his relatives, you never appear beside him. The purpose of your appearance is related to money. In your eyes, your son is just an ATM!"

"You --" Mrs. Woodson rolled her eyes in anger, but she couldn't think of anything to refute because she was told by the seventh day of the summer!

"Mrs. Woodson, I've read your message. If you have anything important to talk to Feng Xun, why don't you tell me first?"

In fact, the mood of the seventh day of the summer was good. It didn't affect her because of Mrs. Woodson's phone call. Sitting in front of the dresser, she said calmly, "since you say I like to blow the pillow, you might as well tell me more. Maybe I can blow the pillow and help you say something nice to Feng Xun..."

"On the seventh day of the summer, you gave birth to a pair of twins to Feng Xun by yourself. Are you arrogant to me?" Mrs. Woodson snorted coldly, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

"Don't think that if you have a baby, you'll be firmly seated as Mrs. Feng!" She reminded coldly.

The seventh day of the summer picked an eyebrow and asked in a funny way, "Mrs. Woodson, do you mean that you are going to find some more rich family members to give him, even if you are a junior, as long as you can squeeze me away?"

"There's no need for such trouble!" Mrs. Woodson raised a sneer on her lips and said in a light tone: "you are so crazy with me now, but you think you have taken the position of Mrs. Feng. But don't forget that Feng Xun's father has come out. With him, Feng Xun will give him the power to take charge of the family. You are at most a young lady, but the real Mrs. Feng is his father's wife, That's me

On the seventh day of the summer, she was so amused that she almost didn't laugh. Mrs. Woodson on the other end of the phone was very dissatisfied.

"What are you laughing at?" Asked Mrs. Woodson in a deep voice.

"I laugh at you for saying your real purpose at last!" At the beginning of summer, after laughing at Qiyi, he shook his head and replied in a low voice: "it seems that you know the news that Feng Xun's father appeared. That's why you are anxious to call Feng Xun!"

When she said this, she hesitated and asked in a quiet voice: "you are in a hurry to find Feng Xun. Do you still want to take advantage of this and ask Feng Xun for money? Don't forget that Feng Xun gave you what you wanted last time! As for Feng Xun's father, not to mention whether he will fight for the management of his son, why do you still take the title of Mrs. Feng as a man who has been expelled from Feng's family for a long time? "

Mrs. Woodson clenched the phone in her hand with anger. She had seen the glib of the seventh day of summer, but she was still shivering when she was run on the seventh day of summer this time.

"On the seventh day of the summer, you will never know anything about Fengjia, and you are not qualified to evaluate me! Do you really think that Feng Xun could be the successor safely without my mother's help in the family struggle within Feng's family

Mrs. Woodson frowned and said with a sneer, "I did leave Feng's family at the beginning, but I'm still Feng Xun's mother. Feng Xun's father has no other woman except my wife, even if I'm only his ex-wife now! As long as Feng Xun's father is alive, no one can surpass my status in Feng's family! "

"Mrs. Woodson, are you so confident that you asked Feng Xun's father for advice?" Early summer seven pick eyebrow to ask a way back.

Mrs. Woodson thought she didn't know what happened in those years, but Feng Xun had explained it to her very clearly. When Feng Xun's father was sober, his attitude was very clear. How much he hated Feng Xun's mother in those years, how much he would ignore her when he woke up!

It's a pity that Mrs. Woodson couldn't recognize it. She thought that if Feng Xun's father left the mountain alive, she would come back and be her wife again. It's ridiculous to be arrogant

"Summer - early - seventh -" Mrs. Woodson said her name with gnashing teeth, which made her teeth itch. "Anyway, I'm Feng Xun's mother. You are so rude to your mother's elders. You are a wild girl who has no mother since childhood!"

At the beginning of summer, the indifferent smile on his face suddenly froze, and his breath became heavy. He held his cell phone tightly, and his eyes were flashing with anger.

She heard these words when she was a child, and the children who said these words were beaten by her. This time, she heard them from Feng Xun's mother again

"Say that again!" The seventh day of the summer was gloomy and said coldly.

Mrs. Woodson on the other end of the phone was stunned. Even if she couldn't see her appearance, she could feel how low the pressure was on the seventh day of the summer. It seemed that she was really annoyed by her words.

Mrs. Woodson shrugged her shoulders and snorted coldly. She said again, "on the seventh day of the summer, you have no mother since you were a child. What qualifications do you have to evaluate the relationship between Feng Xun and me... Your father used you to be a wild child. Although your Xia family is a cultural family, what can you do?"

The face of the seventh day of the summer is cold. Feng Xun, who just walked out of the bathroom after taking a bath, saw that her face was so cold that the whole person was shaking. He held his cell phone tightly and frowned. He quickly strode to her and asked in a soft voice, "what's the matter, little girl?"