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Chapter 1186

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Sun Yaozu left with his two subordinates despite the injury on his head. Watching him walk out of the door, the panic on Old Madam Ye's face disappeared. She looked at her daughter, who was trembling with anger, and said, "Do you see the biggest difference between a man and a woman? Women can share joys and sorrows with men, but men can share sorrows with women, but they can't share joys.

"Zhixiang, you should leave a way out for yourself. Sun Yaozu is not the Sun Yaozu of the past. His identity as a fugitive has suppressed him for more than ten years. Now that he's free, he doesn't have any scruples.

"Your relationship with him as husband and wife is almost over. Live your life well and don't think about getting anything from him. Raise Leilei and Chengcheng well. In the future, you can rely on your son to live. "

Her words made Ye Zhixiang's body feel cold. After a long time, she said in a low voice, "Let's wait and see … We can't let others take advantage of us."

Old Madam Ye nodded coldly. She didn't expect her daughter to accept it immediately, but the fact that she could say these words made her feel a little relieved. At least she would listen and not be stubborn.

Her gaze fell on the door of the villa again. Old Madam Ye's hands couldn't help but tighten.

Offending Third Master Hou was not her wish. In the underworld, there was a saying, "It's better to provoke the police than to provoke Hou Zi." In the end, she and her daughter had provoked him.

Sure enough, the wretched girl was the same as her mother. They were both here to jinx her!

Old Madam Ye's heart was not as calm as her face. She, who had lived a good life for more than ten years, was afraid that Hou Zi's people would suddenly appear from somewhere and directly take her and her daughter's life. After a night of fear, Old Madam Ye decided to go to the province's first high school early in the morning.

"You're going alone? No, I'll go with you. " Ye Zhixiang was still considered filial. She clenched her teeth and said, "Bring a few more people with you. If the wretched girl dares to be disrespectful to us, we'll deal with her directly!"

Looking at her daughter, who was obviously not going to succeed, Old Madam Ye's heart ached indescribably. If her daughter was even a little bit as smart as her, why would she go back to Ye Zhifan? Why should he suffer the supercilious look of his adopted son?

After all, Zhixiang was her own flesh and blood. After a soft sigh, Old Madam Ye raised her orange peel-like hand and touched her daughter's face, which was still red and swollen from the night before. "Zhixiang, I'm old and can't protect you for the rest of your life. You have to learn to be patient and calculating. Don't act like a child and think that you're the most important person in the world."

"Leilei, Chengcheng, didn't you say that the school's food is bad? Why don't you rent a house next to their school and take care of the two brothers in Hongkou City? You can come back after Mother and Sun Yaozu deal with Third Master Hou's matter. "

Ye Zhixiang's eyelids twitched when she heard that. "Mom, don't worry about me. I know I'm not as good as you, but I know I have to plan for myself. Sun Yaozu is unreliable. Do you really think I'm stupid enough not to know? "

"It's good that you know. I'm going to school. You go and do something." Picking up a piece of paper from the dining table, Old Madam Ye handed it over. "Print out the words on this paper and make 100 copies."

"What kind of document needs 100 copies?" Ye Zhixiang took the paper and looked at it. She suddenly giggled. "Mom, you're still the best. This way, the wretched girl's reputation in school, no, no, with her reputation in the entire Nan Province, will be ruined! "

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