The Young Ancestor of Li’s Family Is Fierce and Sweet

"Oh, wife, there is a misunderstanding!" Li Song stared at Zhao Bian, his face turned green, "This, this, this... this may be PS, they framed me!"

"There are negatives, whoever framed you!" Tang Jingxian was furious, and threw the black and white negatives in his face, "I found someone to look at them, the photos and the negatives are real, how dare you deny it!"

Saying that, he picked up the vase on the table and threw it at Li Song.

Li Song narrowly escaped, bang!

With a bang, the vase hit the wall and fell to the ground.

Then, several vases, pillows, kettles... flew over...

Li Song yelled and hid everywhere.

Bai Jingxuan, Li Tinghe, Li Zhenshan, and even Li Sichen heard the movement inside through the open window.

It's a pity that none of these four people gathered on the third floor to watch the fun.

"Tinghe, save me!" Li Song suddenly scrambled down the stairs and Tang Jingxian chased after him with a fruit knife, "I pickled you!"

Li Song circled around Tinghe and Bai Jingxuan, and asked Bai Jingxuan for help, "Daughter-in-law, please help me persuade your mother-in-law. I just recovered from a serious illness, and I can't run anymore..."

"Li Song, at the beginning, you swore to God, if you and Li Hui were innocent. If you really had an affair with that lowly maid Li Hui, you would be pickled by me." Tang Jingxian roared angrily, "You are Keep my promise!"

"I..." Li Song turned to Tang Jingxian's other side and said breathlessly, "Honey, just let me go..."

Li Tinghe frowned when he saw that his father affected his wife's facial mask, "Go aside."

"Tinghe, how can you stand by and watch." Li Song was dissatisfied.

"A man keeps his word." Li Tinghe said with a blank expression, "Go and fulfill your promise."

"..." Li Song wept bitterly, "Pickling me is worse than letting me die!"

He was only in his fifties after all. Some QI officers are still useful.

The bodyguard He Qiang who was standing aside received the instruction from Young Master Li, and said to Li Song, "Master, please don't disturb Young Madam to make a mask."

Li Song had no choice but to run towards Li Zhenshan who was coming, "Dad, hurry up, hurry up and manage Guan Jingxian..."

And hid behind Li Zhenshan.

Tang Jingxian, who rushed over with a fruit knife from behind, slammed on the brakes and almost stabbed her father-in-law Li Zhenshan, "Dad, today, you will give me justice!"

Li Zhenshan had a headache, and the wrinkles on his old face deepened, "A Song, I even asked you before. Is there anything between you and Li Hui? You said you never touched her."

"Dad, you are also facing Jingxian. Your elbow is turned outward, dare I admit it?" Li Song was aggrieved, "It has been more than ten years since Li Hui and I. She has already been buried. We Still going to admit it, isn't it just courting death? I deny it, it's all for the peace of the family!"

"I have to bear the mistakes I made!" Li Zhenshan's old face dropped, and he pushed Li Song to the ground, "With Tinghe here, it's okay if you lack something."

"Thank you, father-in-law!" Tang Jingxian picked up the fruit knife and threw it at Li Song. That posture was really ruthless.

Li Song is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he spreads his legs and moves his butt back.

It was 0.01 centimeters away, almost hurting Didi! With a pale complexion, he yelled, "Honey, you're serious!"

"Who is following you!" Tang Jingxian was furious.

The seeds that had been doubted for more than ten years finally fell to the ground. I hoped in my heart that my husband was innocent, but I didn't know that the truth slapped me in the face.