Chapter 474 Tough

Miao Xinyuan was already good at skills, but for a moment, when she heard Yan Huan's words, "I want to sue her, I want to call the police," she was blinded, and then she was pressed down and beaten by Ye Shuyun, almost... She still hasn't reacted yet. Besides, Ye Shuyun is not a simple person. The Ye family was originally a bandit, and no one is capable of even one move. When Ye Shuyun was young, she was always tough.

Ye Shuyun was riding on Miao Xinyuan, and slapped people on the face with all her might, knocking them unconscious while she was still cursing.

"I don't know which bitch gave birth to this little bitch. Even if my son marries a man, it would be better for him to marry a woman you breed, as ugly as a pig. A woman with no face and no butt, really put her own You are a fairy, you want to be my daughter, bah, if I gave birth to a daughter as shameless as you, I would strangle you to death. We, Lu Yigan, are so young that we will marry you if we are blind."

Lu Jin put his hand on his forehead, "Oh my god, how many years have it been!"

Ye Shuyun beat him harder and scolded him even more. Not only did he scold his daughter, he also scolded his mother.

"Pull it away, pull it away, Miao" Madam kept shouting, pulling Miao's sleeves for a while, and anxiously asking for help from others, but now they are all from the Lu family, and Mr. Lu has already I'm almost stupid. Lu Qin, mother and son, have nothing to do with each other. Besides, it would be better to kill them. How dare they want the Lu family's property without knowing where it came from? The family's property belongs to people named Lu. Originally, they were unwilling to share it with one more person. Now that a woman from who knows where comes here, they think they are stupid.

As for Lu Yi and Lu Jin, they were naturally facing Ye Shuyun. When Lu Jin saw that it was almost done, he walked over and pulled Ye Shuyun up.

"Okay, stop fighting."

"Bah!" Ye Shuyun spat at Miao Xinyuan without any image, directly on Miao Xinlian's face.

Yan Huan blinked.

God, so tough. She walked over, but her high heels stepped on Miao Xinyuan's finger either intentionally or accidentally.

"Ah..." Miao Xinyuan screamed and half of her body was already sitting up. She covered her fingers and her whole face was swollen.

Mrs. Miao quickly came over, hugged her daughter and cried, complaining that Father Miao was useless.

But what's the use of Father Miao now? He just hopes that they can leave the Lu family as soon as possible and never come here again. The Lu family are all lunatics, all of them are crazy. Why should they ask their goddaughter to be her godfather? He doesn't want it.

Miao's father held Mrs. Miao with one hand and Miao Xinyuan with the other to leave.

Yan Huan turned away, half of his face was still swollen.

"You can run away like a monk, but you can't run away from the temple. We'll see you at the police station."

"Well," Lu Yi stretched out his hand and gently touched Yan Huan's face, "You don't need to find a lawyer, just meet with the prosecutor's office."

"You beat our daughter like this and you still want to call the police. There is no justice in this world?" Miao's mother almost screamed like crazy.

Ye Shuyun rolled up her sleeves and raised her chin to Mother Miao, "I will not only beat you, but also beat you. Only you who are ugly can give birth to uglier daughters. My sons are longer than your daughters." "She's beautiful. I want my grandson to be beautiful in the future, not ugly, otherwise I won't be able to hold my head up when I walk in front of others."

Mrs. Miao's angry blood suddenly surged to her head, and she was speechless while pointing at Ye Shuyun.

Ye Shuyun was adjusting her clothes, and she looked like a lady again.

"What do you want?"

Father Miao turned around and asked Lu Jin, "General Lu, we are all soldiers after all. No matter what my daughter did wrong, she has already paid the price and received a beating from your honorable lady. That's enough." Bar?"

"That's what you asked for," Lu Jin narrowed his eyes at this time, not feeling that his son and Ye Shuyun had done anything wrong. There was nothing wrong in the first place.

In this world, people must respect themselves, and others will respect them.

Lu Yi raised Yan Huan's face, and there was something hidden in his dark eyes that no one had ever noticed. It was enough. How could it be enough? How could it be possible? It would never be possible in a lifetime.

"Does it hurt?" He asked Yan Huan, "Well, why did you let her slap you? Do you dare to do something that hurts the enemy a hundred times and hurts yourself a thousand?"

"It hurts," Yan Huan said flatly, "I don't care anyway, I will sue her. Mom will take her own revenge. I haven't taken my revenge yet."

"What do you want?" Father Miao asked Yan Huan, "As long as you can let my daughter go."

"Is that so..." Yan Huan played with his fingers, "I heard that you have an authentic painting by Wu Daozi at home, right?"

Father Miao's mouth twitched, and Lu Jin suddenly thought of something, and his palms started to sweat.

This is really cruel, the lion opens his mouth, this is absolutely the lion opens his mouth, these are national treasures, she dares to ask for them, she actually dares to ask for them.

However, Yan Huan still smiled harmlessly. She didn't feel the pain of cutting someone's heart with a knife. Anyway, it wasn't her who was hurt. She had loved it all her life and built her happiness on it. On top of people's pain, who allowed them to offend her, who allowed Miao Xinyuan to dare to pursue her husband? In her last life, she missed Lu Yi all her life. In this life, she finally managed to turn Lu Yi into her husband. , how could she tolerate others thinking about her man.

If the man dares to miss her, she will let him remember this pain well.

As for why he knew that the Miao family had an authentic painting by Wu Daozi, he actually heard it from someone else accidentally. As for where she heard it, she had forgotten it, but she knew that a certain authentic painting by Wu Daozi had been published. It fetched a sky-high price at an auction. This thing can be regarded as a family heirloom, and now she wants to know whether the man named Miao will give the painting to her, and whether he will choose his daughter or the painting.

Half a day later, Miao's father raised his face and felt that his heart was bleeding from pain. He gritted his teeth and could hardly bear the pain.

"Okay, I promise you, I will have someone deliver the painting over tomorrow. Then, can we go?"

"Please," Yan Huan was still smiling with crooked eyes. After the Miao family left, Yan Huan puffed up her face.

"Can you please stop pinching my face? It's always been like this?" She pointed to half of her face, "I traded half of my face for a pig-headed face, don't you think it's a good deal? I also got one. A painting by Wu Daozi, tsk, is it dad? This painting is the compensation he paid for the mental loss you and your mother suffered. After all, they gave you a fright. "