Chapter 813: That scumbag died early in my heart

The figure of the man made her faintly feel something she had never experienced before.
On the way home, Yue heard the wind and saw Yan Qingsi never speak, and asked, "What's wrong, what did he say that you look so bad?"
Yan Qingsi shook her head: "I don't know, I'm worried, I might unveil a ... greater trouble."
You Ye's expression told Yan Qingsi that if the matter she said might be as bad as he said, then ... it would only cause more trouble.
However, Yan Qingsi was really strange, why did her mother have the same necklace as the game.
If the necklace was n’t from an ancestral family, where did it come from? Who gave the game?
Yan Qingsi's mind was noisy.
Yue Tingfeng was holding the steering wheel in one hand and grasping her in one hand.
"I'm here, my mother and I are here."
Mrs. Yue sat in the back seat and said, "Yeah, I'm here too. Qingsi, look at how good I am now. I can get it done with one person alone. In the future, I can help you. People are up. "
Yan Qingsi's heart warmed, yeah, now that they have them around, it will never be like before, no matter what it is, you have to carry it by yourself.
Yan Qingsi nodded: "Well, aunt is very powerful today, especially powerful."
Mrs. Yue blushed: "Actually, if you weren't by my side, I would have been fainted. Do you know why I sat down, it was because my legs were weak, and my legs were weak, or I would not sit I planted it soon. I was really surprised when I saw Yue Pengcheng. I was so surprised that I couldn't make any extra expressions on my face. I didn't expect Zhang Suya to pull Yue Pengcheng back. I I wondered, this woman, she used to oppose me at home, but now, what is it? "
Yan Qingsi smiled: "It's a picture ... Can you not live well? Such people's psychology is distorted and dark, and you can't use your thinking to understand a lunatic."
In fact, Mrs. He Lan's heart is not difficult to understand. She is a person with a strong sense of vanity, a strong vanity, and a strong jealousy.
Her father gave her a chance to live in Su's house. She watched Madam Yue beloved at home, watching her as old as herself, but she has so many things. Like the sun, Mrs. Yue doesn't need to do anything to get everything.
But I have nothing. This feeling of low self-esteem will slowly turn into jealousy. Jealousy will make one lose his reason and make one crazy.
Even if Mrs. He Lan got what she once wanted, and lived a rich life, she would not be calm because of it, she would only be more heartbroken, want to take away everything from Mrs. Yue, and want to see her bad luck, Wanting to step on her feet, and tasted many years of long-cherished wish, this is a disease, which must be cured.
Yan Qingsi remembered one thing and asked Mrs. Yue: "Auntie, I have always wanted to ask, how come you think about ... Yue Pengcheng is dead?"
Mrs. Yue put her chin on her and said, "He has always been dead in my heart. I have been thinking almost every day for the past thirty years. Why is he still not dead? Why is he still not dead ... I really do n’t want to let He lives another day, and I considered him dead a long time ago. "