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Chapter 839 Blatantly Bad

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    Mr. Yan came back to his senses, his eyes suddenly widened: "This flowerthis flower"

    Mrs. Yan glanced at him and said warmly: "I've long seen you messing with those flowers, but I didn't expect you to know how to give them to me."

    Seeing Mrs. Yan with a smile on her face, she spoke warmly.

    Mr. Yan¡¯s voice was even higher: ¡°These are the flowers in my garden!!¡±

    Mrs. Yan glanced at him with a frown and said, "Why are you making such a fuss? Isn't this what you asked Mingzhu to give to me?"

    Mr. Yan¡¯s temples were beating fast, and he felt his blood pressure soar. Looking at the treasures in full bloom in the huge bouquet, his vision went dark, and he almost fainted.

    Mrs. Yan, who had quick eyesight and quick hands, supported him: "What's the matter with you old man? You shouldn't feel bad for giving me a few broken flowers."

    Mr. Yan raised his hand to hold on to the wall beside him, his steps staggered a bit and his breath was unsteady.

    ¡°Gu Mingzhu¡­it¡¯s Gu Mingzhu again!

    This girl doll is so abominable!

    It¡¯s simply bad, no, it¡¯s blatantly bad!

    It¡¯s really too unscrupulous and arrogant!

    Mr. Yan barely stood firm. When he thought that the flowers he had worked so hard to raise for so long were suddenly cut into such a big handful, he felt extremely heartbroken.

    Thinking of this, Mr. Yan suddenly felt something was wrong.

    He threw away Mrs. Yan who was supporting him with one hand and hurried downstairs to her small garden.

    Several members of the Yan family were playing poker downstairs. They saw that Mr. Yan was old but had wind at his feet. They all sighed: "The old man's body is really strong!"

    "Yes, it's not an exaggeration to say that the old man's footwork makes the wind blow under his feet. He can at least live for another twenty or thirty years!"

    "I feel like my grandfather can run faster than me. He doesn't look like someone in his eighties at all."

    ""

    Mr. Yan didn¡¯t care what others were saying and hurried to his small garden.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The originally colorful and fragrant garden was suddenly a bare patch of green. Except for a few unbloomed flower buds, there were almost no mature flowers.

    "My flowermy flower!" Mr. Yan was excited, and the corners of his cloudy eyes were filled with water.

    He quickly stepped forward and stroked the flower branches that had been cut off, his whole body trembling slightly.

    The butler standing by had his hands clasped in front of him, looking distressed but helpless.

    "Gu Mingzhu, Gu Mingzhu! What a sin, what a sin!" Mr. Yan fell down on a chair nearby, his expression full of indignation.

    The housekeeper stood by, silently thinking about Miss Qingsi.

    But after thinking about it for a while, he didn¡¯t say this. After all, it¡¯s one less person to take the blame, not to mention that Miss Qingsi is usually so well-behaved.

    "No, Jingcheng must divorce Gu Mingzhu! This woman is so hateful, absolutely hateful!" Mr. Yan was very angry. After sitting for a few seconds, he ran to find Yan Boxi.

    "Boxi, let me tell you, Jingcheng and Gu Mingzhu must divorce, they must!"

    After that, Mr. Yan finished speaking, and did not see Yan Boxi, he saw Xiao Wan's soup in the kitchen.

    Xiao Wan glanced at Mr. Yan, whose hair was flying with anger, and said softly: "Divorce for what purpose? If Jingcheng divorces Mingzhu, I will divorce your son. I don't like this family anyway!"

    "You, youthat's unreasonable!"

    While Xiao Wan was mixing the soup with a spoon, she said: "Anyway, I have discussed it with Yan Boxi before, and my son will follow me after we leave." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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