"Aunt, aunt, aunt!" Tu Yingying shouted several times, but Tu Meijiao ignored her, "How could you treat me like this? You turned me into this, you did, I hate you, I hate you!"
Tu Meijiao heard her shouting and couldn't help but tremble all over, "You ungrateful wretch!"
"You old witch..."
Before she could finish cursing, Li Siru walked over, raised her hand, and slapped her hard, causing her mind to spin, "Before, as my cousin, you bossed me around because I was young, but now..."
Li Siru laughed coldly, gripping Lu Beiyao's hand as he held her, "I've never disliked someone so much before, husband, let go of the woman I despise!"
Though she sweetly called him husband, her words sounded like a command, and Lu Beiyao instinctively released his grip, causing Tu Yingying to tumble to the ground.
Lu Qingyuan frowned and instructed, "Lock her up first, deal with it later, so as not to make a joke out of it!"
