Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 368 The Old Lady on the Brink of Death (1)
Why is it so cruel, squeezing Jiumei's family until there is not even leftovers.

Du Xinyu's body stiffened immediately.

This is the good son she raised. She gave him everything to make him a respectable figure in Hong Kong, but in the end he contradicted herself for a woman.

This woman is still a wicked person, and she came back to take revenge.

Du Xinyu frowned, her face was ugly, "Do you know who you are talking to?"

Du Xinyu said that she hated the old lady's education that distinguishes between superiority and inferiority, but after so many years of being humble, she has somewhat changed her opinion. Who doesn't like superiority?Let everyone surrender at their feet.

Xiao Mohan didn't speak, the corners of his mouth were bitter, especially looking at Jiumei's pale and thin face, the weak affection in his heart was gradually extinguished, "If you really treat Jiumei as your daughter, you shouldn't treat her like this."

After speaking, he picked up Jiujiu and walked up to the spiral staircase.

Even if he can't love, he is still her brother. The harm he did to her in the past cannot be erased. He can only try to make up for the mistakes he made, and hope that the hatred between each other will not grow stronger.

Jiumei has nothing left, they are sorry for her, and the Xiao house was built with Xiao Yilou's money, if you really care about it, the whole Xiao house belongs to Jiumei.

What happened to her coming back for two days?What should be ashamed is that their mother and son live in someone else's house and spend other people's money. They seem to be a family with outsiders in name, but they seem to be in harmony with each other. Outsiders and relatives think that Jiumei went abroad to study, but others I don't know, can he, the person involved, not know?

Back then, Fei forced her to sign the contract and did so many wrong things.

Jiujiu didn't resist, and was held in Xiao Mohan's arms. When she went up the spiral staircase, she raised her head from Xiao Mohan's arms, and saw Mrs. Xiao Er restlessly resting her chin in thought, with a hint of grief on her beautiful face. the taste of.

Her fingers curled up slightly, Jiujiu knew that she was very anxious now.

His son is not listening to her more and more, and occasionally contradicts her.Whenever he mentioned Jiumei, he looked like he had taken explosives, and the mother and son often had cold wars because of these things.

The only thing to blame is that she is too stupid to hand over the power to her son so quickly, so that she is now a dependent again, but she is also old, her knowledge can't keep up, and she can't manage the company anymore.

She rubbed her temples irritably. Fortunately, she is still smart and knows what is enough. She still knows the temper of her own son. As long as he doesn't go against his scales and keeps a straight face, he will restrain his temper. of.

Xiao Mohan carried Jiujiu to her previous room, and ordered the servant to change her into a series of pink court-style sheets and bed curtains.

Jiujiu was packing up, hanging the clothes she brought in the closet one by one.

Xiao Mohan went to the backyard to pick a handful of white roses and put them in a transparent vase with a long mouth. He walked in holding the vase, and the flowers were fragrant.

"Jiumei, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll ask Mama Li to make it for you." He walked in casually, his black shirt complemented his handsome appearance, and there was a kind of gentleness in his smile.

"It's all right." Jiujiu said casually. At this time, she had already changed her clothes. The comfortable sweater and pants made her look lazy.

"Tonight, I'll ask Mama Li to make you a turkey, would you like it? We can also have some fried steak, barbecue, and some mango salad and mango ice cream, is that okay?" Xiao Mohan asked tentatively, smiling like A charming enchantress who overwhelms the country and the city.

In his memory, he only remembers that Jiu Mei likes to eat these, and he hasn't seen her for too many years, so he wonders if her taste has changed.

Jiujiu looked up in surprise, Xiao Mohan had already come to her.

A faint scent of roses surrounded him.

At first, he just wanted to look at her and scare her mischievously, but her face was so beautiful that Xiao Mohan's brain became hot and he lowered his head.

Breath fell on her forehead.

Jiujiu struggled in horror.

And his hands were tightly held on her shoulders, and the intoxicating fragrance wafted from her desperately struggling body, and there seemed to be bright stars in her frightened and widened eyes.

The day after tomorrow, he will be separated from her.

A lifetime of separation.

He held his breath.

then.

Kiss her deeply on the forehead.

His lips were hot, her brow was cold.

Xiao Mohan's heart was beating wildly, Jiujiu struggled desperately, his eyes darkened, he let go of his tightly held hands, stood in front of the bed, breathing disorderly, "From now on, you are my sister."

Jiujiu frowned in disgust.

This expression stung Xiao Mohan's eyes, and his heart ached. He took a deep breath, and his eyes became untouchable, "You take a rest first, and I will ask the servant to call you when you are having dinner."

Jiujiu didn't answer, she turned to the dressing table, she picked up the comb and combed her hair slowly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Xiao Mohan stood behind her, waiting quietly.

Jiujiu didn't answer all the time, he was a bit self-defeating, and left the room embarrassingly.

Looking at the mirror, Jiujiu wiped her forehead with a tissue in disgust. In the past, he was a pervert in her eyes, so today he is still a pervert in her eyes.

No one can fall in love with a man who ruins his family, let alone she has never been attracted to him.

If it wasn't for revenge, she wouldn't want to have any more contact with this family.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Xiao Mohan opening and closing the door, the sound of footsteps gradually receding, she put down the comb, stood up quietly, looked at the maroon door, her eyes were cold.

The afternoon sun was warm with a gentle breeze.

Jiujiu changed her clothes again, a black sweater and black trousers, she wore silent embroidered shoes, and slowly turned out of her room. The second floor of the villa is basically a bedroom, only a study room without a living room, so the servants and masters basically gather in the first floor.

The servants are not allowed to come up to the second floor except for cleaning and calling by the master.

At this time, the second floor was very cold. When Jiujiu passed the spiral staircase, he deliberately took a look at the situation on the first floor. Xiao Mohan and Du Xinyu were sitting on the sofa and talking.

Du Xinyu's cold voice came, "If you keep obsessing, you will die at her hands sooner or later."

(End of this chapter)