Chapter 775
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The servant was new and did not recognize An Xiaxia. But when she saw An Xiaxia's face, she was horrified.
Why did this woman look so much like the people in her paintings?
She said timidly, "I threw them in the trash …"
An Xiaxia looked at Chu Zhiyun. Instead of feeling guilty, Chu Zhiyun puffed out her chest. "Why can't I get someone to take care of my things?"
"Hehe." An Xiaxia sneered. She lifted her dress and walked quickly to the trash can outside the yard.
There was a lot of trash inside. Because of the banquet, there were all kinds of wine bottles, fruit and vegetable residues, and other smelly trash.
After searching for a long time, An Xiaxia found the paintings in a big black plastic bag.
The exquisitely mounted painting frame had long since been broken. On the oil painting, Zhong Le was still smiling devastatingly, but it was covered with stains.
An Xiaxia's eyes turned red. She was right. Chu Zhiyun had her mother's portrait thrown away!
Zhong Le's portrait was hidden in Mr. Song's room and study.
Once he was dead, Chu Zhiyun found them and threw them away.
An Xiaxia put the paintings on the clean lawn and strode back to the banquet. Then, she slapped Chu Zhiyun.
"Ah —" The scene became chaotic. Chu Zhiyun fell to the ground. She was stunned, and then her tears fell. "Xiaxia … I'm your stepmother. I know you don't like me, but you don't have to hit me, right?"
"That's right. It's so rude to hit her in such an occasion!"
"Why is she so dirty? She stinks …"
"Shh, lower your voice. She's the heir of the Song family. Don't mess with her!"
An Xiaxia smiled brightly. "Chu Zhiyun, keep pretending! Are you afraid that people won't know that your husband is dead? You've planned for so many years, and now you've finally succeeded. You must be upset if you don't show it off. "
Chu Zhiyun cried. "So that's how you think of me. I've done everything for your father and for the family, but you …"
She was crying like a pear blossom in the rain, looking delicate and pitiful. Most people were wavering, not knowing who to listen to.
Song Qinwan jumped out when she saw Chu Zhiyun being hit. "What are you doing in my house? Get lost! You're not welcome here! "
Oh, so this house had become hers? When Mr. Song was alive, why didn't he dare to say it?
"This house is not yours! This house was given to my mother by my grandfather before she got married, so it was considered her pre-marital property. After she died, I naturally inherited this house! Do you have the right to tell me what to do? "An Xiaxia smiled coldly." You barged into my house without my permission and held a banquet. I'm telling you, I've already called the police before I came here. Anyone who is here today, don't even think about leaving! "
The celebrities were dumbfounded. There were even police?
It would be a scandal if the paparazzi took a picture of it!
"Movie Queen Chu, this isn't right! Isn't this a trap? "
"That's right. Hurry up and settle it for us! Our children still have to catch up on work! "
"Tsk … It's obvious that she's the mistress. She was eager to show off, but in the end, not only did she not show off, she even made a fool of herself …"
Chu Zhiyun clenched her fists as she listened to the complaints and ridicule around her.
Song Qinwan panicked. She smashed a champagne glass, picked up a piece of broken glass and threw it at An Xiaxia. "B * tch! Don't disgust us! "
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