"You bastard." Yuan Yuan threw a teacup over. "If you dare to take a step away, don't call me mother in the future."
Yuan Xincheng hurriedly protected his wife in his arms, and the teacup hit his back.
Shen Chengyun hurriedly checked the man's back. Because it was cold and he wore a lot, he only wet his coat a little. The sweater inside was dry and he didn't get hurt, so she was relieved. Then, she looked at Yuan Yuan. "Don't worry. When I see you in the future, I'll call you Second Matriarch Shen. However, let me remind you that such a good house can only be lived in for three to five days. After all…" As he spoke, he pointed at Shen Chengzeng. "He lost a billion yuan when he went to Macau." With that, she pulled her husband along and left.
"Chengyun, don't worry. Although I can't make you the wife of a rich family in the future, I'll definitely make you happy for the rest of your life." Yuan Xincheng held Shen Chengyun's hand. "I'll always be good to you."
