Quickly wear the goddess, a little sweet

Chapter 87
Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, saliva was flying everywhere, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. His usual elegant mask was unknowingly broken, revealing his true face like a street gangster.

Su Kui frowned, squeezed sideways, patted the non-existent dust on Han Yuan's shoulder, and said slowly: "Father, eccentricity is not such a eccentric method, you only noticed if I would bully Han Yuan?" Qingyin, have you noticed that your other daughter's clothes are soaked, will she catch a cold and get sick?!"

As soon as these words came out, Mu Han finally came to his senses, slapped his forehead, and said anxiously: "Hurry up, hurry up, go back and take a hot bath and change your clothes, I'll ask Mother Liu to make you a bowl of ginger soup to get rid of the cold! "

As she was about to go downstairs, Su Kui hurriedly held her back, and shook her head with a smile, "Mom, it's okay, it's good to talk about it today."

Say it?What do you say?

Han Yuan frowned. Su Kui's words kept him speechless. He knew he was wrong, but the masculinity in his bones made him furious, "I don't care about you? Look at you." You are in such a mess, how can you still have the demeanor of a lady like everyone, not even half of Qingyin! If you come back as early as Qingyin, how can you get caught in the rain? Girls have to look like girls, and they won’t come back after school Wandering around at home? Getting sick is your own fault!"

The words that didn't go through the brain at all poured out all at once, and Han Yuan secretly felt that something was wrong after he finished speaking.

When I looked up, I saw that Mu Han's eyes were red, she was about to burst into tears, and she completely abandoned her dignified and elegant side, "Han, Yuan! Do you still have a conscience! My Mu family has always treated you well, but look at how you treat me. Me, right Yuanyuan? I will fight with you!"

Women's nails and high-heeled shoes are always the best weapons, Han Yuan was caught off guard, but Mu Han really dared to do it, and the sharp nails instantly scratched his cheeks with several bloodstains.

"Ah!" Han Yuan raised his hand to touch the wound, looked down at the palm, it was already blood-stained, and his eyes were red at the moment, "You crazy woman, what a good thing you have done?!"

The injury was in such an obvious place, how could Han Yuan, who valued face more than his life, accept it.

Furious, he slapped Mu Han who was rushing up again with his backhand. With so much strength, he threw Mu Han one meter away and hit the guardrail of the stairs.

The blood in Su Kui's pupils spread rapidly, and she grabbed Mu Han with lightning speed to avoid the unwarranted disaster caused by her rolling down the stairs.

The right hand patted Mu Han's back comfortingly, and she felt her body trembling slightly in the palm of her hand. She guessed that she was really frightened.

Turning her head abruptly, Su Kui didn't hide anymore, and stared at Han Yuan unceremoniously, her black eyes half-closed, making her eyes look like fox eyes, dangerous and evil.

Coldly and without a trace of emotion, Su Kui said: "Father, this is the last time I call you that. I am ashamed of a man who beats his wife. I have passed the age of longing for fatherly love. Now I, If you can't get it, you don't even bother to ask for it, not to mention that you never regarded me as a daughter at all, right? In your heart, there is no me, no mother, only that bitch and the immature white-eyed wolf she gave birth to, right?"

"Yuanyuan..." Muhan's pretty face was already swollen, and it was difficult for her to speak, she mumbled with distress.

Su Kui patted her hand, indicating that she was fine.

Then he turned his head and sneered, "What? I got poked at the center of the matter, so you have nothing to say?"

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