Chapter 3342: Domineering and elegant little love aunt

Meng Wenzhe's father pointed at her: "You ... you ..."
Meng Wenzhe's mother shouted, "You cruel bitch, how dare you touch my son with one finger?"
Nie Qiuqi sneered, and then scolded her for being ruthless. She sarcastically said, "What is cruel and ruthless? I don't understand it. If you hit your son's house, you can't stand it? What I said was what your husband said Ah, how can it be applied to others, but not to you? "
Yue Tingfeng secretly applauded Nie Qiuyi in the heart. He found that he really looked down on Auntie Ai. He lived in this house for so many days. The aunty Aiyou saw was almost never angry, and his face was always gentle Smile, when you approach her, you can make people feel warm.
To him, it can be said that it was more careful and thoughtful than her mother's consideration, and it would not make him feel that he lived in someone else's house, sent him under the fence, and she was there, and Yue Tingfeng soon joined the family.
He thought that a gentle and elegant person like Auntie Ai would probably never quarrel with people, never get angry, and argue with others.
But today, he realized that she was amazing.
A quarrel is not louder than anyone else, and it is not harder to speak than anyone else. Words such as Aunt Xiao Ai are clear-cut and clear, and people who are angry are more speechless than those who hold their voices and swear.
At this moment, Yue Tingfeng was not a general admiration for Nie Qiuyu. At this time, she chose to stand by his side, no matter how powerful the other party was, and no matter how threatening she was, she was not in danger, and used her own not powerful ability to protect the whole family.
Yue Tingfeng took a step forward and stood in front of Nie Qiuyi. Aunt Xiaoai was pregnant now, so she couldn't be hurt by any means.
Meng Wenzhe's mother made a strong argument: "Of course not, can this rotten boy compare with my son? Who is my son and what is he?"
Nie Qiutian smiled dismissively: "Oh ... it turns out, your son isn't even something?"
"You ... ..."
Meng Wenzhe's dad held his wife back from talking, she said, "I'll take my word for you today. You must comply with the conditions I just said. Now, let this stinky boy go to my door. My son scratched his head and apologized. "
Nie Qiuting slowly said, "What if I don't agree?"
The face of Meng Wenzhe's father trembled, "Well, then I will dismantle your house. In the capital, no one dared to break the ground on my Meng family. If you do n’t apologize to my son, I will let you one day. No peace, even if you escape from the capital, Lao Tzu will make you unable to live in peace. "
Nie Qiuyi made a look of fear: "Parents, how terrible."
Mr. Xia nodded and said to the old lady, "Hey, my wife, it sounds strange."
The old lady said seriously, "Isn't it? It's really scary. Our family says that teenagers haven't heard such scary words? I heard this suddenly, I'm still a little bit rare, young man, let me say something to you listen?"
Meng Wenzhe's father's mouth twitched. Everyone in this family was scared, but in fact, he didn't see anyone who was really scared.
Even the two little Mao children were indifferent.
Meng Wenzhe's father, at the moment, is unwilling to think about whether this family is a very powerful person.