rebirth sweet wife too presumptuous

"You... how dare you pour boiling water on me?" The maid threw the mask aside and howled furiously.
"Yo, how dare you? What are you?! Who is this house for? Look at what you're wearing... who is the owner here?! Do you need me to tell you this?"
The maid relied on being sent by Mrs. Jiang, so she ran amok. People from Jiang's family didn't come here very often, so she saw that An Chuchu was timid and afraid to say anything. Chu's head went up!
Every day, An Chuchu was asked to work for her, and she was already acting like a hostess, so these servants came to serve her. 
"You... what did you say?" 
The maid obviously didn't expect that, her eyes widened. This woman not only dared to pour hot water on herself, but also dared to talk to her like that.
"Didn't you hear what I said? Are your ears deaf from the heat?"
"You dare to talk to me like that?!" The maid jumped up angrily when she thought of An Chuchu's cowardly appearance, and wanted to rush over to beat An Chuchu. 
An Chuchu grabbed her hand and slapped her backhand, "Let me tell you... I am Jiang Xiuchen's legitimate wife, your young mistress! Not only do you disrespect me, but you dare to order me around. Giving you a slap is considered forgiveness." It's you!!"

"You..." The maid fell to the ground covering her face, her eyes bulging. I'm afraid no one has ever seen An Chuchu as fierce as today. 
"You're a douchebag, you're the one who's bossing me around, don't look at what you are! If Jiang Xiuchen and I don't get divorced for a day, you should call me young mistress...otherwise...the next step is to take heat It's so easy to pour water on you!"

The servants watching the play looked at each other in blank dismay, when did the young mistress become so fierce?On weekdays, An Chuchu was the one who was most afraid of Song Minmin.

The maid's name was Song Minmin, and because Mrs. Jiang Qiao Yuhua sent her, they didn't dare to mess with her.

An Chuchu didn't dare to provoke her anymore. Qiao Yuhua was dissatisfied with her in the first place, so she always served this Miss Song in a low voice.

Song Minmin must have been frightened, got up from the ground and moved away from An Chuchu, pointed at her stumbling and said, "You...you, I'm going to tell..."
"Oh, tell my mother-in-law, don't you?" An Chuchu sat back on the sofa, looked at her with a smile on his face, "You go... just let grandma see, my mother-in-law, what's going on?" abused me?" 
"You fart! When did Madam abuse you?" Although it wasn't boiling water, it was quite hot. Although the woman's face wasn't burned, it was already so red that she didn't look like a human face, plus she looked furious now. , it looks hideous.
"It's not Madam who told you to abuse me? It's because you think I have a good temper and bully me, right?"

An Chu began to press on, and she wanted to get back all these women who bullied An Chuchu! 
She is a woman who is almost in her third year, and if she can't beat these people, then 30 years of her life will be wasted...

"I……"
"What are you? Get out now! Get out! Where do you want to go? Don't let me see you again!" 
An Chuchu glanced at the servants who had already looked dumbfounded, and ordered, "What are you still doing?! Throw her out for me!! Also, throw out all my things that she has taken from me. !"

Those people came back to their senses and said again and again, "Yes!"

Those people began to come up and force Song Minmin to be kicked out.

Song Minmin pushed those people away, screaming, "You...what are you going to do? I'm from my wife's side, you dare to do anything to me...you don't want to live!"

An Chuchu's cold and stern eyes swept away, and he was still here fighting for power!

An Chuchu picked up the rag from under the table and stuffed it into her mouth, "Screaming hell!"

"Woooooooo..."
Song Minmin was dragged out of Jiangyuan by these people.
An Chuchu felt that her ears were clean, so she went upstairs to pack her things.

How can I get my grandma to agree to a divorce?

An Chuchu was thinking about it when the phone rang.

An Chuchu looked at the caller above, and swiped to answer.

"Hey!"

An Muwan looked at An Dong who was sitting upright, "Chuchu... where are you now? Dad asked you to come back!"
"Go back?" Why did that guy tell her to go back... 
"Well, anyway, you should come back first... Dad seems very angry!" 
"I see!"
An Chuchu hung up the phone and took a taxi to An's house. I really don't know what is there to miss about such a family?If An Xia had the ability, a bulldozer would have shoveled him and his house! 
"Dad, don't worry, Chuchu will be back soon!" An Muwan stood aside obediently. 
An Dong's face was ugly, and he said viciously, "This rebellious girl... I wonder if she will come back?!" 
An Muxiao and Fang Yaqiong stood aside proudly.

After more than half an hour, after exhausting the patience of these people, An Chuchu walked in slowly.
"What's the matter, why are they all piled up here?"

An Chuchu was still chewing gum in his mouth, it was really skinny.

An Dong seemed to be holding back to the extreme, he slapped the table and stood up, "You rebellious girl, do you still know how to come back?" 
"What's wrong with me?" An Chuchu was tired from walking, so she sat on the chair next to her. She deliberately extended the time to make them wait.

"You...you..." An Dong pointed at An Chuchu, not believing that his daughter, who had always been as timid as a mouse, dared to talk to him like that. 
As before, An Chuchu's first sentence must be sorry, or, Dad, I was wrong! 
An Chuchu saw him for a long time without saying anything, and said loudly impatiently, "What are you, what are you talking about?" 
"Chuchu..." An Muwan tugged at her sleeve.
"Don't tell me, I'm leaving. I still have something to do. Why waste my time with you?" An Chuchu made herself like this on purpose. The so-called relatives used her as much as she could. Li just kicked it away, is there such a good thing in the world? 
An Dong's eyes widened, and he almost lost his temper. He didn't know whether he was angry or surprised.

An Muxiao hurried forward to support An Dong, "Dad...don't worry...don't worry, Chuchu didn't do it on purpose! Don't be angry!"
"Didn't she do it on purpose?! She was just mad at me on purpose!!"
An Chuchu gloated directly, "I did it on purpose, what can you do?" 
"you……"
"An Chuchu, why did you talk to your father..." Fang Yaqiong reprimanded sharply.

"How do I talk to my dad, can you control me? Who are you to me? You are not my mother, so you can control me so leniently!"

Fang Yaqiong patted her chest pretendingly, "Honey, look, what is An Chuchu talking about? I...I can't control it anymore..."