She glared at Gu Guoxiang, and her courage had already broken through the sky, "Gu Ziyue's mother is the third party who destroyed Aunt Ahan's marriage with you! And you, in my opinion, are a hypocritical hypocrite! You two are the culprits who make Aunt Ahan exhausted and lead to physical illness! Don't refuse to admit it! If Aunt Ahan is happy and carefree, how could she have liver disease! It's not tired yet! It's angered by you! Uncle Gu! How courage do you have? Think Gu Mingxi will think of that little blood relationship and cultivate feelings with Gu Ziyue?! How courage do you have? You think in Gu Mingxi's heart! Are you still a family?!"

"Pang Qian! Don't be too old or too young! Do you know who you are talking to?! You are married to Gu Mingxi, I am your father!" Gu Guoxiang suddenly shouted loudly, his body trembling, obviously very angry, but Pang Qian was not afraid at all. He sneered and said, "Uncle Gu, don't act like a leader and talk to me. I am not your subordinate, and I will flatter you. I will say something here today, why don't Gu Mingxi care about you? I, Pang Qian, will never call you dad in my life, because Aunt Ahan is my mother, she has divorced you!"

Gu Guoxiang was so angry that his cigarette was almost burning his fingers. Pang Qian left his last words: "Let me say it again, this is my home and Gu Mingxi's house. As long as I am here, I will never agree to Gu Ziyue's living in for even half a day! I don't agree now, and I will not agree in the future. If you think you can tell Gu Mingxi, just call him and ask him, do he want you, father, sister, or my wife!"

After saying that, she opened the sliding door and entered the living room.

As soon as he walked into the living room, Pang Qian was stunned. After only a while, a great change had occurred in the living room.

Gu Ziyue probably slipped to Gu Mingxi's studio and found the palette and paint he had placed on the workbench. She dipped her hand with her palms and printed handprints one by one on the sky blue wall of the living room.

There were several paintings scattered on the ground, all of which were large pieces of painting paper. They were new manuscripts that Gu Mingxi was drawing during this period. There were traces of other paint graffiti, as well as handprints and footprints on the painting. Pang Qian looked at Gu Ziyue, and she was looking at a crystal photo frame on the TV cabinet. In the photo frame was a photo of Gu Mingxi and Li Han. Gu Ziyue looked back at Pang Qian, smiled strangely, let go of her hands, and the frame fell to the ground, smashing into pieces.

Gu Guoxiang, who had already walked into the living room, shouted: "Zi Yue! What are you doing?!"

He strode towards his daughter, waved his hand to hit her, but Gu Ziyue didn't even hide. The little man stubbornly raised his neck and looked at him provocatively. Gu Guoxiang's hand was raised in the air for a long time, but he couldn't continue to hit her.

"Apologize to my sister." He said in a deep voice.

Gu Ziyue bit her little teeth: "I don't! I don't want to live here! I want to go to my mother's place!"

"Apologize to my sister!" Gu Guoxiang could no longer help it. He waved his hand and slapped Gu Ziyue in the face. This was amazing. Gu Ziyue immediately cried so hard that the sky and the earth were broken, and she sat on the ground and couldn't get up.

Gu Ziyue's crying sounded in the living room. Pang Qian turned a deaf ear and just squatted on the ground and picked up Gu Mingxi's paintings one by one. She looked at the unrecoverable paintings and endured the tears that were about to burst out from her eyes. To Gu Guoxiang and Gu Ziyue, Pang Qian told herself that she must not cry. She walked up to Gu Guoxiang and showed him the paintings.

"Gu Mingxi used his feet to draw one, and it took three or four days. He had been painting these paintings for more than a month. His feet would cramp after painting for a long time, but he refused to rest because he was a person who pursued perfection and wanted to do the best thing for one thing."

Gu Ziyue was still crying, and Pang Qian was upset when she heard it.

She put the paintings on the coffee table, pointed to the wall full of painted handprints and said, "If the wall is flowered, you can paint it again."

She picked up the photo of Gu Mingxi and Li Han on the ground, dusted off the crystal debris, pointed to the crushed photo frame on the ground and said, "This photo frame was brought back by uncle, uncle. To be honest, I didn't want it anymore. It was smashed, and we can buy a new one."

She looked at Gu Guoxiang with a firm look and said word by word: "If Gu Mingxi's painting is broken, you can draw it again. Anyway, everything is in his mind. No matter how many times it is broken, he can still draw it. But Uncle Gu, some things are broken, and they will never be repaired again. Don't really think that blood relationship is omnipotent. On this point, I believe Gu Mingxi has the same understanding as me. In the future, when you are old and sick, we can give you money to treat you, ask for care, and pay you alimony, but please don't expect us to take care of you. We don't want your property, and please don't fantasize that we will accept Gu Ziyue."

Gu Guoxiang's face was completely desolate.

"Finally, I invite you to take your baby daughter and leave my house." Pang Qian hugged her arms and looked at him with cold eyes.

When Gu Mingxi returned home, he saw Pang Qian kneeling on the floor to count things. The wedding gift she bought arrived. There were several large boxes of plush dolls, both big and small. Gu Mingxi walked to her and saw that the things were very interesting. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Why is the same as the kindergarten at home?"

Pang Qian kept lowering her head. Gu Mingxi finally realized something was wrong. He knelt on the floor, tilted his head to look at Pang Qian's face. Pang Qian turned her neck and couldn't avoid it. Finally, Gu Mingxi saw her swollen eyes like peaches, and tears were still shining in her eyes.

"Pang Pang! What's wrong with you?" Gu Mingxi felt very panicked, and he pressed his body against Pang Qian and asked, "What happened? Why are you crying like this? Pang Pang, don't cry..."

Pang Qian dropped the doll in her hand, hugged him all at once, and said to his chest: "Gu Mingxi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" He suddenly reacted, "My dad called you?"

"No, he has come." Pang Qian wiped her eyes and stood up, "I'll show you something, don't hit me."

Gu Mingxi: "..."

Pang Qian brought the paintings that were made up, sat on the floor with Gu Mingxi, told him what happened in the morning, and pointed him out the paint handprints on the wall.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't protect your paintings." Pang Qian's lips were hanging, her eyes turned red again, holding a little turtle doll in her hand, and poking her back with her fingers. "I said it very well at the time. I think your father would definitely not want to see me again. But, Gu Mingxi, I don't regret it at all. I don't like Gu Ziyue, so I don't want her to live in our house."

Gu Mingxi didn't say anything, Pang Qian looked up at him uneasy: "Are you angry with me? I know I should discuss it with you. However, there is no room for discussion on this matter... Gu Mingxi, why are you looking at me like this? Are you really unhappy? Then you can scold me a few words."

Gu Mingxi burst out laughing, stretched his legs and kicked Pang Qian's calf with his right foot: "Why am I going to scold you? I didn't say you did not do well. But... you should indeed discuss with me and let me reject my father. Why are you still so impulsive now? At least you have to do some superficial skills."

Pang Qian threw the little turtle on him and said unconvincedly: "What's the point of superficial kung fu? The first time is perfunctory, and there are no second and third times. Can you still make excuses every time? From now on, we have winter and summer vacations every year, and he will not put his ideas on us every year. It's better to say things at once, and it's all over the place."

Gu Mingxi found that she could not tell her.

Pang Qian lowered her head, sat down for a while in depressed, and suddenly said, "Gu Mingxi, I think I still have to communicate with you. We are married now, and we are husband and wife. You have relatives and my family also have relatives. I want to say that on my family's side, no matter what their opinions they have about you, I will definitely be on the same front with you. I will never let my family's relatives bully you and make you wronged, even my parents. So, I also hope that you can be on the same front with me. The reason I tell you this is because... You are so kind, I know that you are prone to soft-hearted, so let me be a villain. Sometimes, if you think I have done a little too much, then think of your mother."

Gu Mingxi thought about her words carefully, and after a while, Pang Qian asked carefully: "Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand." He nodded solemnly, "Pangpang, I can't say that you made 100% correct things today, but indeed, the decision you made is exactly what I mean. Like you, I don't welcome Zi Yue to live at home. So don't worry, in front of my father, I am definitely on the same side as you."

Pang Qian smiled, but unexpectedly, Gu Mingxi said again: "But, wife, do you really don't welcome children to live in our house? Even if it's only been around for more than a week?"

Pang Qian didn't understand: "Hmm?"

Gu Mingxi smiled and said, "It's a coincidence that I just called Doudou's mother today and asked Doudou to come and play for a few days. I can't go back on my word that I promised him last year."
Chapter completed!