The old lady and Yuan bounced up from the chair and stared at the servant tightly: "What's going on?"

The servant slapped himself and said in panic: "It's hard to say, old lady, go and have a look!"

The old lady winked, and the mother Wu beside her said, "Please wait for a moment here and use some tea and snacks. Our old lady and her husband will go back."

Yu Qinghuan is already married, and she shouldn't have been involved in this kind of occasion, but she is a good sister who respects her elder brother, so she naturally has to go with her.

The old lady wanted her to stay and not go there to get in the way, but she was worried that she would talk to her husband if she stayed here, so she allowed her to go with her.

Yu Qinghui's yard is a very elegant place, with bricks, woods, flowers and grass inside being made up of the eldest lady's partiality and favor.

It is understandable that after all, he is the eldest grandson of the eldest family and a capable eldest grandson. It is not surprising that he has unique resources in the prime minister's family.

As soon as the few people walked into the house, they saw Qin Sang squatting in the corner of the wall, while Yu Qinghui was sitting on the bed, dejected, with anger in the exposed decay.

"My son, what's wrong?" Yuan saw this scene, and felt heart-wrenching pain. He immediately surrounded Yu Qinghui and asked with concern.

"Mother, my son has no shame to say it!" Yu Qinghui hugged his head, shocked and angry, as if the sky had fallen.

Everyone could see what happened at a glance at the tide on his son's face, and Qin Sang who was dressed in disheveled clothes against the corner of the wall.

My mother loved her own flesh and blood, and it was the fault of other people's children when something happened. Yuan's eyes suddenly nailed Qin Sang's face like a steel needle, with a life-threatening viciousness.

"Aunt, I...I don't know why this happened..." Qin Sang cried loudly, as if he was greatly frightened.

This is clearly what this little female dog does!

Before the old lady and Mrs. Qin reacted, Yuan rushed forward, grabbed Qin Sang's hair, slapped a few times, and said furiously: "You little slut, guy! You actually did this to Qinghui. Where did you put Qinghui's face? Is Qinghui's reputation still necessary?! Can't you get married? I'll harm us Qinghui like this! I'll kill you, a little slut who can't stand loneliness today!"

Mrs. Qin hurriedly stopped him and held Yuan's hand: "Sister-in-law, calm down, there must be a misunderstanding!"

Yuan shook Mrs. Qin away, then slapped Qin Sang hard, and said with a vicious look: "What other misunderstandings are there? It must be that your good daughter must have taken the initiative to seduce it. Otherwise, Qinghui, a gentleman, would have done such a thing? Did he think that the maid is not so beautiful enough? He would be hungry and fond of your thing!"

Mrs. Qin was also angry. She stepped forward and pushed Yuan hard, protected Qin Sang behind her, and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Sister-in-law! You must speak with your conscience! My Sang'er's door will not go out of the door, so how could he be so seduced? It must be your good son who is so lustful and bullied my Sang'er!"

Yuan smiled angrily: "Qinghui bullied your Sang'er? It's such a joke. You really want to tell anything! Look at your thin-skinned daughter, with a sarcastic and mean look on her face. Will she make my son so lustful? Do you speak without any brains? Don't you feel sour when you say it?!"

Mrs. Qin tucked her waist: "Sister-in-law, if my words can make my teeth sore, your words can simply make your mouth turn! Before the cause and effect of the matter is clear, you blame my Sang'er! Sister-in-law, you are too domineering!"

"Ha!" Yu Qinghuan hummed softly.

The old lady woke up like a dream and raised her voice and scolded: "Enough! Are you not afraid of outsiders' jokes?!"

When talking about outsiders, the old lady glanced at Yu Qinghuan.

Yu Qinghuan pretended not to see it and stood there quietly watching the show.

At this time, the old lady asked Yu Qinghui: "Hui'er, tell me what happened to you?"

Yu Qinghui looked particularly distressed, but also felt very embarrassed. Finally, he glanced at Qin Sang and said in a hoarse voice: "Grandma, stop asking, please be the master and let your grandson marry Qin Sang's cousin!"

Yu Qinghuan sneered in her heart, but slowly curled her lips - this is Yu Qinghui, he is more hypocritical than the hypocritical Yu Qingwan! He was obviously doing something wrong, but he could perfectly throw it to others and let the blame be grateful to him.

Just like now, when Qin Sang heard his words, there was still blood rays on the corner of his mouth, and tears suddenly stopped, looking at him flattered and in disbelief.

However, Yuan was instantly furious!

Originally, she looked down on Qin Sang at all. She could be a relative, but it was impossible to be a daughter-in-law, but looking at her son's appearance, it seemed that there was something hidden.

Could it be—

Yuan grabbed Mrs. Qin's hand, pushed her away from Qin Sang, pinched Qin Sang's shoulder, and her eyes were scarlet: "Tell me clearly, what did you do to Hui'er?! If you don't say it, even if you sacrifice my life, I will not let you marry him!"

Qin Sang was dumbfounded by the question and said incoherently: "I... that... I..."

Seeing Qin Sang like this, Yuan kicked her in the chest and said viciously: "Bitch? Man! That's your kissing cousin! How could you break his future like this! You, a vicious woman! You are so cruel to you!"

Mrs. Qin also guessed something. Although she was in the wrong, she couldn't bear to see her daughter being beaten. She rushed over and when Yuan raised her hand again, she held her hand and pushed hard: "Sister-in-law! Open your eyes wide and look at it. Sang'er is the one who suffers! It's not your son!"

"Sang'er, what did you do?" The old lady frowned, with a look of heartache and confusion.

Qin Sang glanced at the old lady timidly, pursed her lips and refused to speak.

Yu Qinghui looked embarrassed and blamed himself: "Grandma, don't ask anymore. All this is the fault of his grandson and it's not about cousin Sang!"

He interpreted the helplessness and struggle to the fullest.

The more he wanted to cover up what Qin Sang did, the more others wanted to know.

Yuan's eyes were on the overturned teacup on the tea table, staring at Qin Sang fiercely, and said, "This teacup is not from Qinghui's room, is it you a little slut? The goods are brought in?! Don't say it, right! I'll ask the doctor to come over to test it. If you find any problems inside, you can just wait to die!"

Qin Sang obviously shrank, but when he looked at Yu Qinghui, he was moved, gentle, and affectionate. In such a short moment, her whole body and mind had been completely put on Yu Qinghui.

Yu Qinghui was clearly digging a hole for her, but she not only jumped willingly, but also thanked Yu Qinghui for burying her.
Chapter completed!