Mermaid Jiao Fei wants to hug

Chapter 1296 Daddy Hit Me
Then there was a strange silence, which was a little scary.

The three people in the study were all stunned.

Butler Li stared at the eyeballs, and was shocked by the thunderbolt. He couldn't believe it, master, master actually hit...

Hit, man, got...

How many years has the master not hit anyone!

He actually beat his own girl because of this portrait! ! !
It's been so many years, but it's still like this. Butler Li felt that he had underestimated the importance of the prospective wife in the master's mind.

Su Xiang was also a little dazed, and he shot without even thinking about it.

However, En'er was too disappointing today. What she said and what she did were like a shrew, unreasonable.

With such a vitriolic look, she doesn't look like a girl from the prime minister's mansion.

She stayed in the palace for so long in vain, where did her usual dignified etiquette go?
Su Xiang was very disappointed.

The most shocked is Su Enzhong.

Su Enzhong's face was slapped to the side in a hurry, and Su Enzhong's face was already swollen and painful.

However, compared with the pain on her face, she felt that her heart hurt more.

It was so painful that I couldn't breathe.

Caressing her hot and pretty face with her little hand, she looked at her father with bloody red eyes filled with tears, and felt for the first time that her father was so ruthless.

She is daddy's only daughter!

Daddy's only flesh and blood is not comparable, not comparable to a portrait!
Tens of thousands of horses trampled past in the chest cavity, trampling, causing her internal organs to stir, shatter, explode, and turned into mud, blood and blood.

Enduring the pain of being trampled by thousands of horses, I looked at my father with tears in my eyes, hoping to see guilt on my father's face, hoping that my father would say "Ener, my father lost his hand in a fit of anger, forgive me".

However, she didn't see anything.

All I saw was that my father was checking the portrait nervously, as if it was his most precious thing, for fear of any slight damage.

Facts are in front of him, and he is not as good as that portrait.

She is his daughter standing in front of dad alive!
How could dad do this? ? ! !
Su Enzhong couldn't bear the scene in front of him any longer, covered his red and swollen pretty face, turned his head, and ran out of the study.

Su Xiang came back to his senses now, glanced at Su Enzhong who was running out of the door, then looked at Steward Li, frowned and asked, "Am I being too aggressive?"

Butler Li: "..."

Sincerely, it's a bit heavy to start with.

After all, the portrait has not been torn to pieces, the girl is Xiangye's girl after all.

However, of course you can't say this, and if you say it, you should hit yourself.

Immediately, he coughed twice and comforted, "The girl is sensible and will understand you, master."

"hope so."

Su Xiang sighed and started staring at the painting again.

Butler Li: "..."

I silently lit a candle for the girl in my heart.

I have to admit that Miss Su is really inferior to this portrait of Mrs. Zhun.

Su En cried and ran back to her boudoir, threw herself on the bed, hugged the pillow and sobbed heartbroken.

Sad like the sky is falling down.

The maids stood aside, not daring to come forward to comfort them, so they could only report to Aunt Chen.

Aunt Chen's face was still swollen on both sides, covered with plaster and still burning hot.

Hearing her daughter crying very sadly, she rushed over in a hurry.

As soon as he came in, he heard sobbing, and said with extreme distress, "My son, what's wrong?"

Su Enzhong threw himself into his mother's arms, sobbing, "Mother, mother, father, father, father hit me, hit me, woo woo woo..."

(End of this chapter)