It is difficult to usurp the heart and poison the wife

After Du Weiwei figured it out, she quickly asked Madam Gao to wait for her to get up and wash up.After a cup of tea, Du Weiwei had already gone to Aunt Su's yard with a few maidservants.

The yard was brightly lit, Mrs. Du and Du Yichen were already there, and Du Yunruo was kneeling on the ground, crying sadly, looking very pitiful.And Fang Qiange also stood beside Mrs. Du, frowning worriedly.

As the mistress of the Du family, she wished that Aunt Su, a vixen, would have an accident.It's just that Aunt Su is still pregnant with a child. If something happens to the child, the word will spread to the outside world.Others would think that she, the mistress of the house, was jealous and couldn't tolerate Aunt Su.Even worse, she might be charged directly with "criminalizing children".

"Second Miss is here!" The curtain-raising maid at the door shouted loudly.

When Fang Qiange heard that his daughter had arrived, his worried face wrinkled again, and he hurried out to greet her.As soon as Du Weiwei entered the room, Fang Qiange pulled her into her arms, "Why are you here? You are still injured. What if something happens again, what will you ask your mother to do?" Fang Qiange's tone of voice was full of worry, and he also looked at the maidservants following Du Weiwei very severely, blaming them for not taking good care of Du Weiwei, and making her hurt here so late.

"Mother, I'm fine. I also heard that Aunt Su had an accident, so come and have a look." Du Weiwei leaned on Fang Qiange's warm arms greedily.No matter in the previous life or in this life, her mother was the one who treated her well unconditionally.And there is so little she can do for her as a daughter.In this life, she vowed to let her mother leave Du Yichen, a Zhongshan wolf, and no one in this world could bully her again!

Her bright black eyes turned around, and her gaze swept around the hall. Her grandmother closed her eyes, holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, as if she was praying to the Bodhisattva to protect the child in Aunt Su's womb.Her father, Du Yichen, was sitting upright. As the candlelight flickered, his handsome and elegant face also flickered, making one look unpredictable.

As for Du Yunruo who was kneeling on the ground, she was crying "sincerely", and the tears had already wetted and smudged the rouge on her face.She is very smart, knowing that the more sad she is crying now, the more pity will be aroused in everyone for her, Aunt Su and the child in Aunt Su's womb.On the contrary, the more people pity them, the more they will hate Fang Qiange, the head mistress.

"Grandmother, father. Auntie really cherishes this child in her womb. But the doctor once diagnosed her and said that she has a cold body and is prone to miscarriage. Therefore, Auntie has been silent about her pregnancy this time. She hoped it would be over." Three months later, when the baby is safe in her womb, she will tell you about the happy event. But now, who knows... Auntie's life is really miserable."

Du Yunruo was crying, and what matched her was Aunt Su's crying from the inner hall.

Du Weiwei looked at it coldly, and sneered in his heart.The more the mother and daughter describe them as pitiful, the more they want to set off the cruelty and harshness of the head of the Du family?

This pair of mother and daughter really made her feel sick.

Du Weiwei took a deep breath in her heart, forced to control the anger in her heart, and looked up at Du Yichen again.He must have known that Aunt Su was not pregnant at all.It's just that Aunt Su's mother and daughter can use this method to hit the head of the Du family's mistress, which Du Yichen is happy to see.That's why he kept silent and asked Aunt Su, the mother and daughter, to play tricks.

To put it more harshly, maybe Aunt Su's fake pregnancy was helped by her scumbag father behind the scenes.

Fortunately, however, she was here tonight.She must take off Aunt Su's pitiful and hypocritical white lotus mask.Her mother, no one can bully her.

Turning his face straight, Du Weiwei struggled away from Fang Qiange's arms, bowed to Mrs. Du and Du Yichen who were seated above, and then slowly said...