Charming Wife: The Cold Young Man is Hard to Hold

Lin Anyue cried louder and louder. Her palm covered her face. Tears flowed out of her fingers. Slowly, she squatted down against the wall, as if she had cried to the end.

No matter how Angie sees here, she will return to her mind. Looking at her self acting and self guidance here, the contempt in her eyes is self-evident.

"What are you doing? You cried as you talked. What kind of play are you playing? Can you stop being so disgusting!"

She was originally a person without any intention, and her words were straightforward. She was completely dependent on her own temperament. When she suddenly saw such a disgusting side of her good friend, her anger naturally came up.

She scolded Lin Anyue loudly and quickly attracted the guests in the hall. Mu Haitang felt pain in his temples and wrinkled his Emei.

When the young ladies heard the news here, they hurried over. When they saw this scene, they were not only stunned.

"Anyue! Why are you crying? Who bullied you!"

"Angie, what are you doing!"

"What's the matter? Why are they quarrelling! What's the matter!"

"Angie, what's going on? How did you two get it?"

Angel didn't listen to what they said, but became more angry. She knew the reason why Lin Anyue cried, but she still couldn't help scolding her.

"Don't pretend to me. Get up! Get up and make it clear!"

As if he was still angry, he raised his foot and kicked Lin Anyue, and then left a footprint on Lin Anyue's pink dress under the exclamation of a large group of people. Lin Anyue's squatting body staggered and was kicked to the ground immediately.

Only mu Haitang clearly saw the angry and angry look on his tearful face.

"Angie..."

The voice of crying awakened the reaction of a group of people, but looking at Angie, some dared not come forward. They all grew up in a courtyard. They all know Angie's unique character and the title of the mixed world demon king.

Everyone looked at each other, but everyone dared to come forward and help Lin Anyue up. The adults of the Lin family also deliberately left the Lin house because of the younger generation's banquet, so Lin Anyue was the only one who cried awkwardly.

There was a sharp eyed man next to him. He immediately saw Mu Haitang watching the play next to him, and then pointed the spearhead at her.

"Mu Haitang, why are you again? What have you done to Anyue? Anyue regards you as her best friend, but you are a white eyed wolf who doesn't know a good heart. Why is your heart so vicious!"

This sentence made Mu Haitang scold a little confused, but he didn't want to show his timidity and refuted immediately.

"What does it have to do with me? I just asked her not to slander my reputation with false things!"

"What is an imaginary thing!"

"What on earth makes Mu Haitang so angry? Let me hear it."

The figure hasn't come out of the porch yet, but listening to the sound flustered the aristocratic family ladies and young masters in the hall. The sound was familiar to Mu Haitang.

When Mu Haitang was distracted, Leng Shaoxuan had already walked into the crowd. He stretched out his hand to pull Lin Anyue up, wiped the tears on her face with one hand, made her stand straight, and then let the housekeeper hold her.

"Brother Leng... Brother Leng, you're here at last."

Then she began to sob in a low voice. The thin back trembled under her cry, and the exquisite butterfly bone also looked thinner.