To save Qiao Rou's Bai Yueguang, I drew blood until she went into shock. When I woke up, she threw away a divorce agreement. When I didn't agree, she took Su Zheyu and made a big fuss at my mother's funeral, smashing the mourning hall to pieces. "Chen Ci, transfer the ownership of this old house to Zheyu. He likes the cleanliness here!" My teeth gritted and I wanted to tear the person in front of me into pieces. But she lightly sneered: "What? Not willing? Then don't want your mother's ashes." Su Zheyu put his arm around her shoulders and echoed loudly: "Sister Rou, the urn is quite unique to use as decoration in our new house." I smiled, turned around and dialed the phone. "Yes, dig up all the ancestral graves of her Qiao family." "I want all the ancestors of the Qiao family to kneel in front of the cesspool and cry when they see this couple of bitches every day from now on!"
