Chapter 225 A Gunshot

Xi Yuhan smiled instead of anger, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised when he heard the word "matching" in her words.

He felt that this was the only pleasant thing Zhao Haiqin said at this age.

"My young master would also like to thank you. If it weren't for you, how could I know Qin Xiaobei, how could I have such a big son?"

"Hmph, what's there to be proud of? You are just an abandoned son of the master, the child of an illegitimate girl from the Qin family. Do you think you are qualified to inherit the Xi Group?"

"Oh?" Xi Yuhan couldn't help but chuckled, "It's as if your child is different, not to mention my child is my legitimate child, the young master of the Xi family, how can he be compared with you? "

Xi Yuhan was a little puzzled, how could Zhao Haiqin have such a thick skin, she was a mistress, yet she had the nerve to laugh at others.

"You...my master and I are legal couples!"

"Okay, let's not say a few words, it's rare to see each other, what's the fuss about it." Xi Ning's tone was a little displeased, and he scolded in a low voice, his eyes getting colder.

Bickering with Xi Yuhan really won't bring any benefit.

The head of the LEC is indeed not easy.

Uncle Chen brought the tea quickly, and personally handed a cup of honeysuckle tea to Xi Yuhan.

"Master, this is tea made according to your previous taste."

"En." Xi Yuhan responded with a smile, and took the cup in his hand, "Is my mother's room still there?"

"Now, I will order someone to clean it every day. As before, there are tulips that my wife likes planted in the room. Do you want to take a look, Master?"

Although Xi Yuhan's mother, Yun Hui, passed away, her room was kept all the time. This was Xi Yuhan's only request, and it was rare for Xi Fengzhan not to ask.

"En." Xi Yuhan took a sip of tea, put down his cup and was about to get up.

"After being dead for so many years, what's so interesting about it is that you're still dead." Zhao Haiqin couldn't help muttering, her tone full of jealousy.

She has been married to Xi Fengzhan for many years, but she has never lived in this castle, and she has only been to this castle a few times.

But he didn't expect that the woman Yun Hui and her son still kept their residence in this old castle.

Xi Yuhan's body froze, his face immediately became gloomy and terrifying, and a gloomy light flashed in his deep eyes.

He raised his eyelids coldly and looked at Zhao Haiqin, his eyes full of killing intent.

"So, if you want to die, I can also give you a ride?"

As soon as Xi Yuhan finished speaking, Ji Ran pointed the gun at Zhao Haiqin.

It's not a day or two since he wanted to kill Zhao Haiqin.

"Xi Yuhan, what are you doing? Put down the gun!" Xi Ning was also in a hurry, looking at Xi Yuhan with sharp eyes, blocking in front of Zhao Haiqin.

Xi Yuhan pursed his lips and sneered, but did not make a sound, raised his hand slightly, and hooked his fingers together, as if to instruct Ji Ran to do something.

"boom!"

A gunshot resounded throughout the living room.

The bullet passed over Xi Ning's head and shattered a porcelain vase next to the stairs.

Porcelain splattered.

"Ah! Ning Ning, Ning Ning, are you okay? Xi Yuhan, you murderer! He's your brother!" Zhao Haiqin screamed suddenly, as if frightened, she walked up to Xi Ning to see if he was there Injuried.

"If you really grow up, you dare to do anything casually in the castle."

Before everyone could speak, there was a loud voice at the door, with a majestic tone like an emperor, with a trace of reproach.

(End of this chapter)

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