Married to a wealthy family by mistake, the uncle spoiled her

“What constitutes an infringement of my personal freedom?”

"If he sings loudly in your home and disturbs your peace, it is an infringement of your personal freedom."

Ai Tang understood.

"He has the freedom to sing loudly, and I have the freedom to be quiet," he said crisply. "If he dares to sing loudly on my territory, he's interfering with my freedom. I can shut him up and cover him with shit."

Ai Fei: “…”

"Although, yes, but aren't you afraid of getting your hands dirty?"

"It's not dirty. The shit that Big Mao and Er Mao poop is hard. It won't dirty my hands. Didn't I pick up their shit before?"

Ai Fei: “…”

Okay, as long as you like it.

The brother and sister talked about personal freedom and then the hard shit of Da Mao and Er Mao, and suddenly they felt that the singing coming from behind had a strong smell of shit.

Zhang Xiaoliang chased him all the way to Ai Fei's house.

Seeing Ai Fei about to enter the house, he immediately got out of his flashy sports car, took a step forward, and blocked Ai Fei's way.

He said affectionately, "Miss Ai, please do me a favor. I have already booked a candlelight dinner at the Star Hotel. How about we talk about love while having dinner?"

Ai Feiqing said coldly: "I don't know how to talk about love, Mr. Zhang, please move aside."

"Don't know how to talk about love? Then I'll teach you. I can teach you everything from romance to love and romance.

"Step aside."

Impatience flashed in Ai Fei's eyes.

"Ms. Ai, don't play hard to get with me. I don't like it. We are all adults now. We should be honest with each other, hold hands, and have a deep conversation."

He spoke frivolously and reached out to hold Ai Fei's snow-white wrist.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a big hand stretched out from the side and grabbed his evil hand.

A cold voice sounded above his head: "I wonder how this gentleman would like to communicate deeply with my wife, huh?"

Zhang Xiaoliang was annoyed that someone had disturbed his attempt to pick up girls, so he turned around and glared at him.

Before I could see the person in front of me clearly, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my wrist and screamed "Ah--" unexpectedly.

His face was distorted and cold sweat was oozing out.

He bent over to protect his wrist, yelling, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, let go, let go!"

Ling Ye exerted a little force and threw him out.

Zhang Xiaoliang staggered a few times and fell a few steps away before he stood firm. He covered his wrist and was in so much pain that he could hardly breathe.

He curled up there, unable to move for a long time.

When he finally caught his breath, he raised his head with gritted teeth and wanted to settle the score, but he saw that the gate to the yard in front of him was closed, and Ai Fei and her wild man had already entered the house!

He was so angry that he kicked the stone next to him, not wanting to scream in pain again.

Chasing a girl not only costs money and effort, but also gets him injured. How could he be so miserable!

No, he wants to apply for work injury!

When Zhang Xiaoliang thought of this, he immediately took out his phone and called Zhang Cuifen, asking her to reimburse the medical expenses.

When Zhang Cuifen heard that he wanted money again, she got so angry that she started cursing.

One of them asked for money, while the other cursed, they were talking at cross purposes and the whole place was in chaos.

Ai Fei entered the yard and said "Thank you" to Ling Ye.

If it weren't for him, Zhang Xiaoliang's hand would probably be broken.

She still couldn't be too cruel in front of Ai Tang, lest the little guy follow her example.

Ling Ye's anger at being left behind by her today hadn't completely subsided. He said coldly, "No need to thank me. I'm just thankful that Miss Ai didn't stand me up."

Ai Fei: "..."