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Chapter 182 On How to Straighten Your Gay Brother Who Likes You (3)

Li Xue's face softened slightly under the old servant's persuasion, but when she heard her words, the anger that had been suppressed slightly rose again in an instant, "Su Muying!"

He raised his hand and was about to wave it over. Just as he raised his hand, a white figure grabbed Li Xue's hand, and his tone was slightly displeased: "Is this why you made my house a mess?"

Li Xue's body froze suddenly, and everyone turned to look at the master of the figure.

Su Mo glanced over lightly. He was an unparalleled handsome boy.

The young man was dressed very ordinary, with a tall and straight figure set off by casual clothes, which seemed a little out of place with the whole room.

No need to guess, Su Mo also knew that the boy in front of him was Han Wei's son Han Zicheng.

When Li Xue saw him, her expression changed, and she regained the dignity of Mrs. Rong Rongfu, and greeted Han Zisheng, "Shengcheng, you are back."

That tone, that attitude, is exactly what a real mother should have.

The corner of Su Mo's mouth twitched sarcastically, but Han Zicheng froze when he saw the injury on her face.

To be precise, she was stunned after seeing her existence. Li Xue was there several times when Li Xue mentioned her daughter as her father. Originally, this time she was called back by her old man to have a meal together and wanted to embarrass her. , so that she will never have the opportunity to enter the Han family, but she doesn't want to see such a scene as soon as she returns home.

Han Zicheng hated Li Xue, and he didn't like his father, so he moved out to live alone.The old man was seriously ill this year, so he would go home for a meal from time to time because he was afraid that he might belch someday.For Han Wei, he had no feelings for him since he was a child, except for his grandmother, Han Zisheng had always been a disgusting existence since he was a child.

It was alright when my mother didn't die of illness, at least there was someone to ask her about her health. After her death, he was taken care of by the family's servants. Han Wei devoted himself to his career. Zi Nuo, who is called a genius, is also a grandson. Compared with others, he has no advantage at all.

Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, lost interest in eating, bent slightly and took out a tissue to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Li Xue expressionlessly: "I'm here when the Han family is here, so I won't have to eat in this case ,nausea!"

Li Xue's face darkened suddenly, and Su Mo took out a bank card prepared in front of the door from his jacket pocket, threw it on the table and made a slight 'snap'.

Today, her upper body is a white chiffon shirt with lantern sleeves, and her lower body is matched with a black hip-wrapping skirt. The movement of holding the card between her fingertips is both chic and invisible, exuding an unattainable aura.

In the eyes of the group, she looked more like giving to a beggar, but everyone knew that this beggar was her own biological mother.

"This card is compensation for the death of your ex-husband. Although I have squandered most of it over the years, I still have 10,000+. After finishing technical college, I have saved [-] to [-] this year. It is enough to buy my father when I borrowed your belly to give birth to me. That's it." Su Mo grinned slightly, "So whether you live or die in the future has nothing to do with me, Ms. Li Xue."

After finishing speaking, Su Mo picked up the mobile phone on the table, looked at the woman whose eyes were burning with anger, and walked slowly towards the gate ignoring the others present.

Han Zicheng frowned slightly as he watched her series of actions. Things were developing in a direction she didn't expect. He didn't think much of the Han family's family property at all, or in other words, he didn't bother at all.

After thinking about it, her father ran a red light and killed her father back then, and Su Muying was not the snobby Li Xue, so how could she care about the family property of the murderer who killed her father?

Han Zicheng looked at the figure who had completely disappeared in the living room. In fact, she was probably the same kind of person as him, existing as a superfluous one.

(End of this chapter)