Every time Wu Mei said a word, Wu Yue's face turned white, but the more Wu Zhengsi listened, the more he felt pleasant and intimate, of course he couldn't be the same as He Biyun, otherwise how could he be rated as a provincial model?

He Biyun was furious, and cursed hatefully: "Old Wu, you can let this dead girl talk nonsense? Look at what she said, it's all upside down! ”

Wu Zhengsi looked at her coldly, only feeling disgusted, and the words he said were naturally not good to hear, "Why did Meimei say it wrong?" Your education level is not high, and you usually don't listen to more books, and your children deserve to look down on you! ”

"Old Wu, how can you say that? Yueyue is right, you really let this dead girl seduce her soul, and you don't have us two in your heart anymore! ”

He Biyun suddenly felt disheartened, tears flowed down her eyes, she couldn't guess how she could have lived a good life like this?

Wu Mei snorted coldly, and couldn't help but stab: "I, the victim, didn't cry, Wu Yue, you murderer, cried first, what kind of drama are you singing?" ”

He Biyun's crying stopped abruptly, and he scolded angrily: "What are you talking nonsense again? If you don't make your sister's rumors for a day, your tongue will itch, right? I'll beat you to death! ”

The persimmon picks and pinches softly, Wu Zhengsi can't vent her anger there, of course she can only find Wu Mei!

Wu Mei's legs and feet were not flexible, so she didn't dodge for a while, so He Biyun grabbed her arm, and her body, which had not been beaten for a long time, was more sensitive to pain, and she couldn't stop inhaling cold air in pain.

"Dad, I still have to draw on my arm!"

Wu Mei shouted, she knew what could impress Wu Zhengsi the most, and sure enough-

Wu Zhengsi's face turned cold, Wu Mei couldn't even participate in the city show because of his leg injury, if he participated, maybe he would have the opportunity to go to the city Spring Festival Gala to show his face, what a good opportunity, let Wu Yue be ruined!

But he wasn't particularly uncomfortable, after all, there was still a national competition.

Before the end of the game, Wu Mei's two hands are more precious than national treasures, and they must not be damaged a little!

He Biyun is so bold that he dares to hurt Wu Mei's hand, can Wu Zheng think about it without being angry?

He didn't want to scold anymore, so he walked straight over and dragged He Biyun away, but he was still angry, and Wu Zheng's thoughts, whose palms were itchy, didn't want to just slap him, and when he saw He Biyun staggering and falling to the ground, he was relieved!

"Ouch!"

Wu Mei didn't feel relieved, he deliberately screamed, Wu Zhengsi hurriedly came over to check, Wu Mei had a circle of bruises on his right little arm, which was very eye-catching!

"Dad, I don't have the strength to do it!"

Wu Mei gestured a few times, her face was panicked, but she was secretly happy in her heart, her skin was tender, and she looked at a large area of green, but it didn't matter, let alone painting, it was no problem to play with guns and sticks.

Wu Zhengsi was anxious when he heard it, he didn't doubt Wu Mei's words at all, and he didn't see that the whole circle of his hands was green!

"Daddy will give you an oil to rub!"

Wu Zhengsi couldn't take care of the two women on the ground, trotted out the active oil from the cabinet, and hurriedly rubbed Wu Mei, for fear that it would affect next year's competition.

"It's better, thank you Dad!"

Wu Mei was so painful that she was in tears, He Biyun didn't hurt so much, Wu Zhengsi really wanted her life this time!

Wu Zhengsi thought that her hand hurt badly, and her disgust for He Biyun was even worse, and her face was gloomy and terrifying!