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VOLUME 1: CHAPTER 133 I'm not responsible for the paralysis of anger 3

"Everyone go back."

Cutting off Shen Xiaoxiao's hand and planning to cut off Shen's mother's tongue. The former was to prove that it had nothing to do with her, and the latter was because his mouth was too mean to offend Jian Tong.

Jian Tong said he was relieved, so Fu Siyu naturally didn't say anything more.

After giving the order to the bodyguard, he walked to Jian Tong, lowered his head and leaned into her ear, "Remember what you promised me, and you are not allowed to go back on it."

Jian Tong was alerted by the man's breath.

The reason why the old man asked Jian Tong to let Shen Xiaoxiao and Shen's mother go was because the Fu family and the Shen family had too many things to cooperate with. If there was a stalemate, the Fu family would suffer heavy losses.

From a personal standpoint, he doesn't care at all whether Shen Xiaoxiao dies or not, but from the Fu family's standpoint, he must protect Shen Xiaoxiao and Shen's mother.

Fortunately, Jian Tong respected him as an old man, otherwise, according to Fu Siyu's current temperament, what he said would not work.

Seeing the two whispering, the old man's eyes filled with smiles.

The old woman's face turned red with anger, and she ordered the trembling servant next to her, "What are you still doing? Help Xiaoxiao up quickly. The ambulance will be here soon."

When he entered the house, he found Shen Xiaoxiao lying in a pool of blood, and he had already called the emergency call.

"Shen Feng, our Fu family is sorry for this. The most important thing now is to send Xiaoxiao to the hospital for rescue and reattach the arm."

The old woman knew that even if the arm was reattached, Shen Xiaoxiao's hand would never return to its previous state.

"Si Yu, this woman dares to embarrass the Fu family at the wedding. If you haven't forgotten, it's best to stay away from this woman!" The old woman looked at Fu Si Yu's expression and said with hatred.

However, all her words were ignored by Fu Siyu.

Stay away from Jian Tong?

He can't do it anymore.

I wish I could have her tied up with me 24 hours a day.

"Grandma, I won't talk around in circles with you. If you can tell him not to provoke me, I will burn incense for you every day." Jian Tong was eager to draw a clear line with Fu Siyu.

Her words made the old woman's eyes darken with anger and she fell back. Fortunately, the servant caught her in time.

Pointing at Jian Tong, "You are so cruel, you even cursed me to die!"

"Yes!" the woman admitted without any hesitation, "I just want you to die quickly. It's a waste of air for an old woman to keep nagging you all day long."

"If it weren't for Grandpa's sake, I wouldn't even care about respecting the elderly and caring for the young. I would go up and give you two slaps."

People like the old woman don't deserve her respect.

In the past three years, she had been embarrassed and humiliated time and time again. Before, she chose to endure the humiliation because she liked Fu Siyu. Now she wants to kick this bitch away, so naturally she no longer needs to endure it.

The old man may be aware of Jian Tong's temperament, but it does not affect Jian Tong's impression in his heart.

He still hopes that Jian Tong can marry into the Fu family and become his granddaughter-in-law.

"You, you, you..." The old woman was so angry that she was incoherent and couldn't even utter a complete sentence. Jian Tong strolled up to her and said, "Take care of yourself. I'm not responsible for you becoming paralyzed out of anger."

Others dare to be angry but dare not speak out.

He was afraid that Jian Tong would turn his gun against them.

Fu Siyu, on the other hand, pursed the corners of his thin lips into a straight line after hearing Jian Tong's words.

Seeing the woman turn around again, she said with a sweet smile, "Fu Siyu, you have also seen that I am so vicious, do you still want to stay by your side?"

"think!"
Chapter completed!
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