Song Jiao clicked her tongue impatiently. She knew that this mother and son were the kind of people who liked to make trouble and cause trouble for others.
She felt a surge of irritation but still went to the door.
He reached out, opened the door, and quickly opened an umbrella in front of him.
This action was not only to prevent Duan's mother's saliva from splashing on her face, but also to silently express her disgust and rejection of the dispute.
"I'm out, and now what?" Song Jiao said coldly, her tone revealing disdain and provocation.
When Duan's mother saw Song Jiao actually using an umbrella to protect herself, she immediately became furious.
She pointed at Song Jiao angrily, her voice sharp and piercing: "Is this how you talk to your elders? Don't forget, you haven't divorced Jia Xu yet, you are still my daughter-in-law!"
Her words were full of dissatisfaction and accusations against Song Jiao, as if all the mistakes were Song Jiao's alone. She believed that Song Jiao did not respect her elders and was not a good wife, and even blamed Duan Jiaxu's mistakes on Song Jiao.
"Duan Jiaxu is like this now, you should take more responsibility for yourself! You do whatever you want when you have money and don't take the country's laws into consideration at all!" Duan's mother's voice became louder and louder.
Song Jiao looked at Duan's mother with disdain, a hint of impatience flashing in her eyes.
She took out her phone and called Duan Jiaxu directly, her tone cold and straightforward: "Come and take your mother away quickly, or I might take action soon."
Duan Jiaxu on the other end of the phone fell into ecstasy when he heard Song Jiao's voice.
He thought Song Jiao had finally changed her mind and was willing to come back to him.
He said excitedly: "Jiujiu, you finally decided to call me. As long as you come back, I don't want those women anymore. I only want you!"
However, Song Jiao was not moved by his words. She emphasized again, "I said, your mother is looking for trouble with me, don't you understand?"
Duan Jiaxu then realized the seriousness of the situation. He quickly responded, "Okay, okay, I'll be right there!"
He knew that his mother had always been dissatisfied with Song Jiao, but he didn't expect that she would go to trouble Song Jiao personally.
This made him very angry and disappointed.
At the same time, Tuanzi's prompt sounded in Song Jiao's mind: "Host, the male protagonist's black value has reached 80%."
There was a hint of worry in Tuanzi's voice, "And the male protagonist may already have memories of his past life."
Upon hearing this, Song Jiao frowned and her face suddenly turned gloomy.
She had checked Duan Jiaxu's condition before and confirmed that he would not awaken his memories of his past life, but now it seems that something has changed.
She asked coldly, "What's going on?"
Tuanzi immediately checked all the data of this world and discovered the usage of Naronglan's props.
Its expression suddenly turned ugly: "Host, it was Naronglan who used the prop. I don't know where she got the coordinates of your plane, and then used the prop in the hero's dream."
A hint of coldness flashed in Song Jiao's eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth. "Interesting, I didn't bother her, but she still dared to bother me?"
She decided that she would take good care of Naronglan when she returned.
However, Song Jiao was a little confused. Didn’t Shishui tell Naronglan that her mission was not a strategy mission?
Whether the male protagonist turns evil or not is completely useless to her.
She shook her head and couldn't help feeling anxious about Na Ronglan's IQ.
Duan's mother was still cursing at the door, but Song Jiao had already lost her patience.
She closed the door directly and stood in the corridor with Duan's mother.
She didn't want to hear any more nonsense from this woman and just wanted to wait for Duan Jiaxu to come and take her away.
About thirty minutes later, Duan Jiaxu finally hurried over.
The moment he saw Duan's mother, he rushed forward, pulled her hair and pushed her to the ground, then kicked her hard.
His eyes were filled with anger and disappointment, as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction on this woman.
"Didn't I tell you not to come looking for Jiujiu a long time ago? Why didn't you listen? It's not like she arranged the trending search! Are you just not happy with me having such a good life? Just because your own family isn't doing well, you're targeting Jiujiu?"
Duan Jiaxu's voice was filled with anger and accusations.
Duan's mother was stunned by her son's behavior. She lay on the ground in a miserable state.
Duan's mother had never seen her son so angry and out of control. She lay on the ground, looking miserable, and kept begging for mercy.
Her voice was trembling and weak, filled with fear and regret: "Jia Xu, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please don't do this..."
But Duan Jiaxu seemed not to hear anything. He punched and kicked Duan's mother madly, using all his strength every time.
His eyes were filled with anger and disappointment, as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction on this woman.
His movements became more and more crazy until Duan's mother lay completely motionless on the ground, and then he stopped with red eyes.
Duan Jiaxu turned his head and looked at Song Jiao. The anger and loss of control on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a gentle and flattering smile.
He asked, "Jiujiu, no one will dare to bully you from now on! Am I the best person in the world to you?"
Song Jiao raised her eyes and glanced at Duan's mother lying on the ground, her expression as cold as ever. "Come back to me after you've dealt with those things!"
This also includes Qian Yueqian.
Duan Jiaxu was certainly not stupid. As long as Jiujiu asked him to come find her, it meant there was still a chance. "I'll get back and deal with it! I won't let those people bother you!"
"Remember to take this person away." Song Jiao pointed at Duan's mother lying on the ground.
"Okay, I'll take her away right away!" Duan Jiaxu reached out and dragged Duan's mother's calf all the way to the elevator.
After Duan Jiaxu left, Song Jiao looked up at the surveillance camera under the eaves.
Come again? There may be no chance.
After all, there were people around the neighbors just now, and they also recorded the scene of the beating.
After Duan Jiaxu took Duan's mother away, he did not send her to the hospital as most people would expect.
Instead, he indifferently took her back to the previous villa and threw her on the ground without any care, as if she was just an insignificant object.
Then he turned and went straight into the study and walked into the dark basement.
In the dim light of the basement, a sinister smile appeared on his face.
He muttered to himself, "It seems that I should first deal with this woman who made Jiujiu angry!"
There was a coldness and determination in his voice that made people shudder.
As he spoke, he picked up the saw beside him and slowly walked towards the tied Qian Yueqian.
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