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Chapter 1008 Can I still do it?(1/2)

"Xu Mei is embarrassed to say it, I'll say it for her." Hua Zhao said: "Yesterday you invited her to your house to marry your son, but she refused, so you started yelling and swearing, and she ran away in anger.

"She called the next two people to break down your house. What happened?" Hua Zhao said.

I can't talk about being stunned, being undressed, and being tied up.

As long as she says it, Xu Mei will not be able to behave.

Mrs. Zhao looked at Hua Zhao and glared with anger.

She knew that Hua Zhao was telling lies, but there was nothing she could do. They couldn't talk about the things that stunned Xu Mei, took off her clothes and tied her up!

Xu Mei herself is willing to have sex with his son, which is shameless on her part.

But if they tied up Xu Mei and took off her clothes, it would be a hooligan crime!

If Xu Mei went to complain about this kind of thing, but they wouldn't admit it and there was no evidence, it wouldn't be a problem.

But once it is admitted and there is evidence, it will definitely be settled.

It can range from a few months to as long as peanuts.

Mrs. Zhao kept her mouth tightly shut and stared at Hua Zhao fiercely.

If they had known that Hua Zhao was the boss behind this factory... they would still come to provoke Xu Mei.

I heard that she was really rich and bought a big yard to live in by herself.

Isn't she afraid of living alone in such a big yard? Wouldn't it be better to find a few people to live with?

If she and her son are still too few, she still has a few daughters and sons-in-law who can move in together to help her liven things up and see the house.

How great would it be then for the whole family to live together happily?

Thinking of this scene, Mrs. Zhao was filled with strength and shook out the red panties in her hands.

"It's useless what you say! She slept with my son, so she has to get married!"

If it doesn’t make sense, then I won’t explain it anymore and let’s be direct!

"I said it's not mine! It's not mine!" Xu Mei shouted angrily.

"It's not true if you say it's not? How can you prove it?" Mrs. Zhao glanced at her with pride.

Xu Mei was so angry that she was speechless.

Then let’s not talk about it!

Xu Mei rolled up her sleeves and rushed out to "reason" with her.

He was grabbed by Hua Zhao.

She looked at the things in Mrs. Zhao's hands and was speechless.

I don't know whether to call her smart or stupid.

Or poor.

"Old lady, look what you are holding in your hand?" Hua Zhao said.

Mrs. Zhao did not dare to be too aggressive with Hua Zhao. When Hua Zhao asked her questions, she had to answer them seriously.

Because Xu Mei had been eagerly pursuing Ye Shen before, the Xu family knew something about the Ye family. Of course Zhao Xiujuan would go home and tell her, and Mrs. Zhao also knew something about it.

That's something you can't afford to offend.

Mrs. Zhao lowered her head and looked at the things in her hands.

"It's pants, that's right."

She chose carefully and picked the latest one! She couldn't bear to wear it except on the New Year's Day!

"It's yours, right?" Hua Zhao said amusedly.

Mrs. Zhao held her pants in her hands and angrily said, "You...are talking nonsense!"

"The material is so poor, the color has faded, and it was cut and made by myself. There are seams in some places. Would our General Manager Xu wear something like this?" Hua Zhao said.

Mrs. Zhao immediately lowered her head and glanced at the thing in her hand. Has the color faded? She didn't notice it. It was quite bright. Is the thread broken? Where? Go home and sew it up.

"Three years of the new year and three years of the old, three years of sewing and repair." Mrs. Zhao said: "Xu Mei has always been able to live a good life."

She glanced at Xu Mei's dress and said something.

Xu Mei was not wearing the Lenin suit or Mao suit that had been patched for more than ten years, but a very fashionable and decent suit that looked high-end and that most people could not afford.

She also wore a pair of small leather shoes, which were shiny.

She also wears jewelry on her hands and neck.

At first glance, he looks like a rich man.

I'm not one to save money on a pair of pants.

"You all don't know Xu Mei. I know that she has a good face. She looks glamorous on the outside, but she is actually very careful on the inside and knows how to live a good life. She always makes her own pants and is reluctant to throw them away once they are worn out!"

Mrs. Zhao looked at Xu Mei proudly.

How can she prove this? Can she prove it by taking off her pants in public? Or should she take out her colorful panties and show them to everyone?

Throw her to death!

Xu Mei was really angry to death.

Hua Zhao felt that this old lady had some brains, but unfortunately, she was still too poor.

If she was willing to spend money to buy a suitable one, this loophole would be closed.

"Do you dare to unfold what you have in your hand and show it to everyone?" Hua Zhao said.

Mrs. Zhao paused for a moment. Although she thought there was nothing wrong with it, when Hua Zhao said this, she felt a little guilty. Is there really something wrong with the pants in her hand?

"Isn't this not good? Although she is shameless, she took the initiative to sleep with my son. My son also fell in love with her. She will be my daughter-in-law. I can't show you my daughter-in-law's things.

"After Mrs. Zhao finished speaking, she was about to stuff the pants into her pocket.

Hua Zhao had to tell Liu Qian: "Take it here and unfold it."

Although Liu Qian also felt disgusted, since Hua Zhao said so, this thing must be very important.

He stepped forward and snatched the pants from Mrs. Zhao's hand, unfolding them in front of everyone.

Everyone looked at it and found nothing wrong with it.

It's indeed a pair of red underwear.

Although like Hua Zhao said, the color is not that bright and it looks like it has been worn for a long time and is a bit worn, but what does this mean?

Some people do wear suits and leather shoes on the outside, but their underwear has holes on the inside.

This is not a strange thing, many people are like this now. This is diligence and thrift, which is a virtue.

But at the next glance, many women reacted and laughed out loud.

These pants are so big that they can fit two Xu Meis.

Mrs. Zhao is not a lean old lady. She has five filial daughters, each of whom has to give her a few dollars for retirement every month.

And every year and festival, I have to give her gifts and buy her clothes and meat.

And she still has a pension herself.

She is good at cooking and loves to eat. In this era, she has raised her sons to be chubby, let alone herself.

I drink soup almost every day. I don't say I'm fat, but I have a big belly and a big waistline.

Liu Qian also discovered the problem. He endured his nausea and unfolded his underwear with both hands.

With that waistline, he felt like he would lose it even if he put it on.

"Compare with her." Hua Zhao said.

Liu Qian immediately picked up Mrs. Zhao.

No need to compare, everyone can understand it just by looking at her waistline.

Mrs. Zhao also figured it out herself, and immediately snatched the pants from Liu Qian's hand: "I took the wrong pair! Her pair is at my house! I'll go back and get it right now!"

This kind of thing, once the flaw is exposed, no one will believe it.

"Besides yesterday, when has Xu Mei ever been to your house?" Hua Zhao suddenly asked.

Mrs. Zhao did not dare to lie under the glare of her neighbors.

If you live in a large courtyard, there is no privacy.

Except for yesterday, Xu Mei has not been to her home for more than ten years.

If something didn't happen yesterday, it can't be said that it happened ten years ago.

"She and my son are outside..."

"That's enough!" Hua Zhao suddenly drank: "Xu Mei is now a piece of Tang Monk meat, and everyone wants to take a bite. I can understand it. But the way you eat it is a bit too ugly.

"Go away now, shut up later, let this matter be over." That was impossible, but Hua Zhao had to behave "magnanimously" in front of outsiders.
To be continued...
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