C127 Beat Prodigal 7

It was only natural for the old man to take the house back.

"There is no law requiring the father-in-law to prepare a house for his daughter-in-law without payment. Miss Jiang, the person in charge that you need to find is Mr. Qu Cunzi. "Only then does he have the obligation to lay you down …"

She screamed, "How did he settle me?"

"I'm very sorry, this is the private matter of the little Mr. Qu, it's not part of our business."

"You are his family's workers …"

"The one who paid us is the old Mr. Qu, not the young Mr. Qu!"

"Miss Jiang, please leave with dignity!"

The fat, skinny, and skinny monk, each word was spoken by the other.

The servants had already come out in groups.

Jiang Yueming's assistants were all depressed to death, all of them sighing.

Marry a man but not the second generation.

Look, money is not in the hands of the true owner, it really isn't a solution.

He was actually driven out by someone.

Jiang Yueming was angry, anxious and helpless.

Another car stopped.

Qu Cunzi got off the car.

Everyone felt as if they had seen their savior and hoped that they could salvage the situation a little. After all, after leaving the Qu’s Mansion, where could they find such generous treatment and a boss?

Jiang Yueming was no longer in a hurry. A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her voice was extremely soft. In the eyes of outsiders, it looked as if she was a loving couple blowing wind on their pillow. You're in too much of a hurry to force me to leave? So impatient? "

Qu Cunzi declined to comment.

This was definitely not a scheme of his, and he only found out about it at this moment.

I have to stay in the Qu’s Mansion.

She directed him coldly. "If it wasn't for you, you'd have to prove it. You are the young master of the Qu Family, they can't possibly not listen to you. "

Qu Cunzi declined to comment. Since she was willing to stay, he had no intention to kick his out.

He knew those two cold faced deities, but they wouldn't necessarily buy it. They had followed the old man for thirty to forty years and were his trusted aides. Even Qu Cunzi had to be courteous to them.

Qu Cunzi took a step forward, but he was still stopped.

The thin monk said, "Mr. Qu has ordered that no one is to stay in Qu’s Mansion."

The fat monk: "Including you, First Young Master. Old mister said that Mr. Qu you are already an adult, please move out of this house and become your own self. You shouldn't be like a parasite that relies on your parents all the time! "

The two of them were relaying the old man's instructions.

The old man's eviction order seemed very thorough.

Not even his only son was given the slightest bit of face.

Qu Cunzi laughed bitterly.

Jiang Yueming was even more disappointed.

At this point in time, the second generation ancestor's shortcomings had already erupted. There was nothing to be seen.

Jiang Yueming saw that her own things had already been packed, there were dozens of huge boxes. It could be seen that the old tutor had hardened his heart to drive her away. There was no room for negotiation as he'd packaged everything she owned.

Her face turned red and then white. She suddenly sneered and turned to leave.

"Yue Ming, I'll send you off."

She refused haughtily.

"No need, Qu Cunzi, I will go live in your private villa. You remember to pay your alimony on time. I was your wife for one day when I didn't get my divorce certificate. Ha, you want to use this method to force me to leave? I won't leave, let's see what you can do to me! "If you have the guts, start the news release and kick me out."