2170 Tore up His Painting

Mrs. Su refused to give it, so she rolled it up, avoided Su Zi to read it, and pretended to smile and said: "This painting is beautiful, mother will put it away for you, if you want to see it, you can go to the mother's yard to see it, you Now that the room is to be hung, it can only be the portrait of Princess Mingdu, if there are other paintings beside it, Princess Mingdu will be jealous!"

Mrs. Su had a smile on her face, facing Su Ziyue coming forward to fight, she hurriedly turned sideways to block Su Ziyue's outstretched hand, her movements didn't stop, her movements became more and more rude: "Okay, okay, Yue Son, it's time for breakfast!"

At this moment, Su Ziyue's eyes were already red. He watched his cherished portrait being treated so rudely by Mrs. Su, and he felt like someone had severely gouged out his heart.

"Mother, give it to me..." Su Ziyue's voice was hoarse, as if suppressing her anger.

Madam Su was shocked: "Yue'er, I am your mother!"

"Give it to me!" Su Ziyue ignored Mrs. Su's shock. He stepped forward and was about to snatch the portrait from Mrs. Su's hand. Mrs. Su was stunned, and when she recovered, she hid the portrait behind her: "No!"

There was also a hint of anger in Mrs. Su's voice, Su Ziyue didn't feel it at all, he only saw that what he cherished was cruelly treated by Mrs. Su, like his own heart, which was trampled on the ground Same.

He couldn't take it anymore, he stepped forward and roughly grabbed the portrait from Mrs. Su's hand. How could Mrs. Su agree to give it to her? Originally, she wanted to keep it for herself, lest Princess Mingdu should be angry when she saw the painting after she got married. .

But now, seeing that her son, whom she has always been proud of, seems to be possessed by a demon, how dare she keep this painting? Misunderstandings, Mrs. Su exerted all her strength, and with a sound of "tearing", the painting behind her was shattered. She tore it in half.

Su Ziyue's eyes widened suddenly, and her complexion suddenly turned ashen. Madam Su was still not relieved, and she took the portrait three times, five times, two times, and then tore it. The original complete painting was torn into pieces. smash.

Eloquently, it fell to the ground.

Su Zi was dumbfounded!

I can't come back to my senses for a long time.

When she saw the torn and shredded portraits around her feet, Su Ziyue collapsed.

He knelt down on the ground with a plop as if he was crazy, lying on the ground, holding pieces of paper in his arms.

The broken portrait could still make him lose his composure. Madam Su thought of her son who had always been extremely proud, and for the first time felt that things like infatuation were spread on her son's head.

She pulled Su Ziyue and pulled him up: "Get up, get up, everything is gone, what else are you picking up!"

Su Ziyue didn't speak to him, his eyes were red, he just stared at the torn and shredded portrait in front of him, he seemed to be crazy, and the broken sound came out of his mouth, like the roar of an irritated and sad beast, Regardless of Mrs. Su's tugging, she knelt on the ground and collected the broken portraits little by little.

Although Mrs. Su tried her best to pull Su Zi up, but she was a light and strong man after all, and because of the discomfort, Mrs. Su couldn't pull Su Zi up.

Su Ziyue seemed to be bewitched by a demon, only looking at the broken portrait in front of him, muttering something, his eyes were red.

"Su Ziyue!" Mrs. Su only felt heartbroken, how could her good son become what he is now, and she shouted angrily.

The servants waiting outside the room were a little strange when they heard the harsh roar of the always gentle lady, so they looked this way. Some of the brave ones whispered to each other, guessing what happened inside.

Lai Qingsheng was afraid that these people would see the clues, so he hurriedly dismissed some unrelated servants, and the room became quiet in an instant.

Apart from Mrs. Su's roar just now, there was no other sound in the room, and Mrs. Su saw her numb son, only caring about the torn and smashed things in front of her, completely ignoring herself, the living man standing in front of him. Mother.

In a fit of anger, he grabbed Su Ziyue by the collar, forced him to face himself, and cursed word by word: "Su Ziyue, look at me, look at me, do you still see me like this?" Mother? That's just a picture, a picture!"

Su Ziyue's eyes were dull, she just stared at her in a daze, without any fluctuation. It's really like a lifeless body.

Mrs. Su broke down immediately, she let go of the hand that was holding Su Ziyue's collar, Su Ziyue fell backwards without any movement, and sat slumped on the ground. His eyes are blank, and only when he sees those broken paintings can he feel the fluctuations in his heart.

And Mrs. Su also sat on the ground paralyzed, sobbing and crying without any image, crying blood every sentence: "Zi Yue, even if mother begs you, we are going to get married in three days, don't you want our whole family to follow?" Are you going to be buried with her? Who is Shu Min, if she knows that you don't have her in your heart, what crazy things would she do? "

The Su family is already like a boat that is tottering under the storm, anytime a storm hits, the entire army may be wiped out.

Under the overturned nest, how can there be any eggs?

It was only then that Mrs. Su realized that Princess Mingdu was the monstrous waves that could submerge the small boat of the Su family in an instant, or, possibly, push the Su family to a new peak.

So what? Even if it's the peak, there will be a day when Madam Su doesn't want those monstrous wealth, she just wants her family to live a peaceful life.

Su Ziyue didn't speak, but the movements of her hands paused. The red eyes are more and more like dripping blood.

Mrs. Su whimpered and cried for a long time before Su Ziyue opened her mouth: "Mother..."

"Good boy, mother knows that you are suffering, but what can you do?

? Even if you don't marry Princess Mingdu, Princess Anping won't marry you, so why do you need to humiliate yourself? My good boy, Princess Mingdu is a little bit more delicate, but she loves you after all, she has only you in her eyes, no matter what, you should slowly try to accept a wife who is only for you her! Seeing that Su Ziyue was finally moved, Mrs. Su hurriedly persuaded her.

Su Ziyue didn't respond, and fell into death-like tranquility again.