"Mom, shut up!" Leng Yunlin was also anxious, he knew that Mu's father and Mu Qingyu were the two weaknesses of Mu's mother. However, Dong Jiachang would poke wherever it hurts, viciously stabbing her heart with a knife!
Feng Linxue and Luo Qingxue saw that the situation was not good, so they came up quickly, trying to stop their quarrel!
"Snapped!-"
Just when Dong Jiachang was triumphant, the mother Mu in front of her was about to burst into tears, and slapped her violently!
That heavy slap, Mu Mama used all her strength! Dong Jiachang, who hit straight, had a burning pain on his face!
Leng's house, silence!
Leng Yunlin didn't dare to move, and Mu Qingyu didn't continue to walk in. Leng Haotian and his family dare not say a word! Leng Haoran frowned, and those servants, no matter how far they went, they would never come to participate in this muddy water!
Dong Jiachang was slapped a little bit, she lived such an old age, no one has ever dared to slap her!
Especially, on this side, there is also the big family of the Leng family who she has been thinking about to be better than before, as well as her son, her junior! Mother Mu's slap was equivalent to tearing off the last fig leaf of her in Leng's house, and immediately made her furious!
Mum Mu is afraid of her! After all, Dong Jiachang is a pampered lady. Although she is more sharp-tongued when she curses, how can she be the opponent of Mu Mama when she really gets used to it! In particular, Mu's mother hits people without limits. She scratches her hair with one paw, scratches her face, and kicks her with her feet.
At this moment, the ordinary people who had been scolded by Dong Jiachang all of a sudden broke out. Although she was scratched by Dong Jiachang's raised nails, she grabbed her hair sharply and pulled it hard!
"Hey!" Dong Jiachang had never seen such a thing before, and she was pulled around by her, and her hair fell loose. Because the fight was also at a disadvantage, Dong Jiachang was so angry that she rushed forward to punch and kick without saying a word.
In the huge hall of the Leng family, two people scuffled together. Although Mu's mother is quite talented in fighting, Dong Jiachang fought back several times. When women fight, it's nothing more than pulling their hair and putting on their nails. It's really out of character.
I'm afraid no one thought that two adults would fight like this! For a while, everyone stayed. Mu Qingyu was holding the child and couldn't move forward. Xiaobao and Enen stood beside him a little at a loss.
The members of Leng's family were stunned for a long time before they realized that Feng Linxue and Luo Qingxue were holding Dong Jiachang's arm on one side. Over there, Leng Yunlin pulled Mama Mu away. The two were pulled away and cursed: "Bitch! I won't let my son marry your daughter! Get out of my house and drink the northwest wind!"
Dong Jiachang is usually very particular about holding her own airs, but this time, she lost her image in a fight. His hair had been torn to pieces by Mu's mother long ago, and his hairstyle was ruined. Expensive clothes embroidered with pearls were torn all over the place, and there were a lot of threads on the sweaters. On the face, she was slapped by Mu's mother, scratched her paws a few times, and her lips were torn. When she was fighting with Mu's mother just now, her nails broke a lot because of scratching, and it hurt terribly.
Mama Mu was a little better, her hair was not messed up, she was hit on the face several times, and she was punched several times on her body.
"You think it's rare for me to marry my daughter to you! If it wasn't for your son's begging for nothing, you think my daughter would accept him! Go ahead and dream!"