"Touch!" A sound, the table are followed by a violent shock, the sound, completely startled Wen Zhenghong and Qiu jingman.

This is the first time my gentle son has been angry in front of them, so hot!

Qiujingman was startled, her heart all followed a fierce jump, she looked up to her son's sharp and angry eyes, guilty of fierce.

Her lips trembled and she couldn't say what she wanted to say.

But she suddenly said in a loud voice: "what do you think I'm doing like this? I'm your mother. I've brought you up so hard. You treat me like this for an outsider!"

Wen Qingzhu coldly pursed his lips. His once elegant and picturesque eyes were filled with helplessness. His hands clenched into fists, and his veins all burst up. It seemed that he was trying to suppress an emotion.

"Don't be cheated by Qiu Xi. She looks the same in front of you. She looks the same when you're not at home. Do you know how she treats me? Ah

"She is disrespectful to me. She doesn't even have a title. I'll point it out and call me auntie. Listen, what's it like Still angry at me, yelling at me

Can I not be sad?

She doesn't go home at night. I'll tell you. What's the matter? You are not at home that two days, she did not come back, you still face her

For an outsider to do this to your mother, Wuwu Ah, headache, belch... "

Qiu jingman looks like a shrew, criticizing Mo Qiuxi for all kinds of faults, and wailing about his headache, all kinds of discomfort and being angry

Wen Qingzhu repressed and forbeared. He was filial in his heart. Even if he was angry again, he tried to restrain his anger.

"I ask you, where did she go? When did you leave? "

"How do I know? Maybe I've been with some wild man..."

"Touch! Crackling... "

Before qiujingman finished, he saw that the table was overturned by wenqingzhu, and everything on the table fell to the ground. Wen Qingzhu shakes his hand and then strides out.

"Son, you Where did you just come back to? "

"Go to her. You treat her as an outsider, but she's mine!"

With this sentence, Wen Qingzhu walked out of the house, the door of the house, "touch" sound, was also ruthlessly closed.

Qiu Jing man's heart also followed a to draw next, shiver next.

Qiu jingman sprinkles his anger on Wen Zhenghong. "You just look at my son and don't care about me!"

Wen Zhenghong takes a deep look at qiujingman, gets up and puts on his coat.

"Where are you going?"

"I have something to do, so I won't have dinner at home."

With that, Wen Zhenghong left.

Autumn static man a stomach of fire hold back in the heart, can't send out.

She looked at the mess of the land, and then looked at the cold home, suddenly some empty, do not know what to do.

……

Wen Qingzhu quickly drove back to his villa with Mo Qiuxi, but there was nothing in the villa, and the air was very cold.

Wen Qingzhu hurried upstairs and turned around, but there was no figure of Mo Qiuxi.

Although he knew that she might not be here, he still hoped to have a look.

The more you look for it, the more flustered Wen Qingzhu's heart is.

Maybe his voice surprised Mrs. Zhou, who was cleaning. Hearing the voice, she came out, "young master!"

"Sister Zhou, where's the young lady?"

"On the 28th of December, when the young lady left in the morning, I never saw her come back. However, it seems that on the 29th of December, when the young lady came back, somehow Mrs. Gen had a quarrel. She left later and never came back."