Chapter 2170

Mrs. Su didn't give it. She rolled it up and avoided Su Zi's reading. She pretended to smile and said, "this painting is good-looking. I'll put it away for you. If you want to see it, you can go to see it in Niang's yard. If you want to hang the portrait of Princess Mingdu in this room, you can only hang the portrait of Princess Mingdu. If you hang other paintings nearby, the princess Mingdu will be jealous!"

Mrs. Su, with a smile on her face, came to fight for Su Zi's reading. She was busy siding to block Su Zi's outstretched hand. Her action did not stop, and her action became more and more rude: "OK, OK, Yueer, it's time for breakfast!"

Su ziyue was already red at the moment. He watched the portrait that he had cherished so rudely by Mrs. su. He felt that his heart was like being gouged out.

"Mother, give it to me..." Su ziyue's voice was hoarse and seemed to be suppressing his anger.

Mrs. Su was shocked: "yue'er, I'm your mother!"

"Give it to me!" Su Zi read ignored Mrs. Su's shock. He came forward and wanted to snatch the portrait from Mrs. Su's hand. Mrs. Su was shocked. After recovering herself, she hid the portrait in her hand behind her: "no!"

There was also a faint anger in Mrs. Su's voice. Su ziyue didn't feel it at all. He only saw that his precious things were cruelly treated by Mrs. Su, just like a heart of his own, which was trampled on the ground at will.

He couldn't stand it. He stepped forward and snatched the portrait from Mrs. Su's hand. How could Mrs. Su give it? Originally, he wanted to save it so that Princess Mingdu would not be angry when she saw the painting after she married.

But now, seeing that her proud son seems to be possessed by a devil, how can she dare to leave this painting? Mrs. Su made a great effort to tear and pull, and the painting behind her was torn in two.

Su Zi's eyes suddenly widened, and her face suddenly turned gray. But Mrs. Su was still not relieved. She took the portrait for three times and then divided it into two parts. It was a good tear. The original complete picture was torn to pieces.

It's all over the place.

Su Zi is confused!

I can't get back to God for a long time.

When he saw the smashed portraits torn by his feet everywhere, Su ziyue broke down.

He fell on his knees with a thump of madness, lying on the ground, scraps of paper in his arms.

The broken portrait can still make him lose his temper. Mrs. Su thought of her son, who has always been very proud. For the first time, she felt that infatuation was on her son's head.

She took Su ziyue and pulled him up: "you get up, get up, everything is gone, what else do you pick up?"

Su ziyue didn't speak to him. His eyes were flushed. He only looked at the torn and smashed pictures in front of him. He looked like he was crazy. His mouth made a broken sound, like the roar of an angry and sad beast. Regardless of Mrs. Su's pulling, he knelt down on the ground and collected the broken pictures little by little.

Although Mrs. Su tried her best to pull Su Zi to read it, she was a light and strong man after all, and because of her pain, Mrs. Su couldn't move it.

Su Zi read as if he had been bewildered by the evil spirit. He only cared about the broken portrait in front of him, and his mouth was full of words and his eyes were flushed.

"Su ziyue!" Mrs. Su only felt heartache. How could her good son become her present appearance? She cried out in anger.

The servants waiting outside the room heard the gentle shrill of his wife. They were all strange. They looked to this side. Some of them are bold and whispering, guessing what happened in it.

For fear that these people might see the clue, Laiqing dismissed some irrelevant servants, and outside the house, he also instantly became quiet.

There was no other sound in the room except for Mrs. Su's roar just now, and Mrs. Su saw her numb son, who only cared about the torn and smashed things in front of her, and ignored her living mother standing in front of him.

At the moment, he grabbed Su Zi's collar, forced him to face himself and scolded him verbally: "Su Yue, you look at me, you look at me, do you still have my mother in your eyes? It's just a picture, a picture! "

Su ziyue's eyes were numb, just staring at her, without half a minute of fluctuation. It's like a dead body.

Madame Su ran to Rou directly. She released her hand holding Su Zi's collar. Su Zi read fell backward without any action and sat down on the ground. His eyes were at a loss. Only when he saw those broken paintings could he feel his inner fluctuation.

And Mrs. Su sat on the ground and sobbed without any image. She cried every sentence: "Zi Yue, even if your mother asks you, you will be married in three days. Do you want our whole family to follow you to the funeral?"? What kind of person is Shu min? If she knew you didn't have her in your heart, what crazy things would she do

The Su family was like a small boat that was falling under the heavy wind and rain. At any time when the wind and waves came, the whole army might be destroyed.

Under the cover of the nest, how can we finish the egg?

Mrs. Su realized that the princess of Mingdu was the surging waves, which could submerge the boat in an instant, or, perhaps, push the Su family to a new peak.So what? Even if it is the peak, there will come down one day. Mrs. Su doesn't want to be so rich. She just needs her family to live a quiet life.

Su Zi read did not speak, the action on the hand was stunned. The red eye socket is more and more like a drop of blood.

Mrs. Su sobbed and cried. For a long time, Su Zi read this and opened her mouth: "Niang..."

"My dear child, my mother knows that your heart is bitter, but what can it do? Even if you don't marry Princess Mingdu, Princess Anping will not marry you. Why should you insult yourself? My good child, although the princess Mingdu is a little bit coquettish, she loves you after all. She is full of her eyes and only you. No matter how, you should slowly try to accept her for your wife! " Mrs. Su saw that Su ziyue was finally moved, and said in a hurry.

Su ziyue did not respond, and fell into the same quiet as death.

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