A Farewell to Mr. Luo

Back to Xia's house, seeing everything familiar, Xia Weiwei's images all came to mind when her mother was still alive. She was spoiled by her parents. She has a lovely sister and a happy family.

In just a few years, everything has been right and wrong, and the people in the family no longer respect her, as if treating a stranger as a guest, and indifferently called "Miss Miss", then left her in the living room.

She laughed at her self-deprecating laugh, her father had announced that she had cut off relations with her, and she had completely become an outsider.

The tea that came up was the lily of the valley that Xia Mo liked. Oh, she used to think that her sister was as clean, kind and pure as her favorite tea, but the reality is that Xia Mo is a poisonous strain. Lily of the heart, deceived everyone with an innocent appearance!

"Sister, are you back?"

Xia Mo, wearing a pure white silk satin night dress, stood on the second floor, like a snowflake of Gao Ling, smiling and smiling.

"What do you want to do to Mom *** 's studio?"

If it wasn't for her mother's favorite thing during her lifetime, Xia Weiwei didn't plan to return here. She didn't want to see her father's disappointed eyes. The father must have believed the outside rumors and believed that she had broken her relationship.

"I decided to take all the mom's paintings for auction, and Dad has agreed."

"Impossible!" Xia Weiwei didn't believe that her father loved his mother so much and never married again for two years. How could she be willing to sell the painting left by her mother!

"Why is it impossible? Dad loves mom so much. These paintings will only make him feel hurt."

"It's you, it's you, isn't it!" Xia Weiwei couldn't help walking to Xia Mo and questioning. How could it be suddenly decided without moving for two years.

Xia Mo smiled and did not deny it.

"You're crazy! That's the only thing my mother left!" Xia Weiwei couldn't help raising her hand and fanned it down, but Xia Mo grabbed her wrist.

"So what? From childhood to age, Mom *** has only you in her eyes! I am also her daughter! But he didn't leave me any shares! Keeping these paintings will only remind my mother that you are partial to you! If it weren't for you, her mother would not have died! If she was alive and knew what you were doing, she would regret it! It would not be you who married you! "

"Xia Mo, you don't deserve to be a mother *** daughter!"

Xia Mo chuckled, holding a thing in one hand and shaking it in front of Xia Weiwei: "Sister, do you still recognize this thing?"

Xia Weiwei's eyes widened. This is the plaster doll she made with her mother when she was five years old. Now there is only one piece left.

"In this home, I have the final say, if you don't want these paintings to be disposed of by me, give up the shares and divorce!"

Was she a dog jumping from the wall? Xia Weiwei smiled: "What? Luo Che never told you? I asked him to give me a child, and I gave him shares. As long as I have no children, you don't have to Want to be Mrs. Luo! "

Xia Mo's face froze for a moment, and then she thought of another smile: "I'm pregnant, it's almost a month."

As soon as Xia Weiwei felt a pain in her abdomen, she had just lost her qualifications as a mother, and Xia Mo was pregnant!

What an irony!

The thought of Luo Chejue wanting himself during this time, he also had a head and tail with Xia Mo, and his stomach became sick. She deliberately ignored the pain in her heart, and her face did not show the same color: "A illegitimate child, do you think I would mind? My good sister might as well explain how to explain to the outside world and have a brother-in-law to give birth. Once the image of painstaking business is ruined, you say, are you losing or am I losing? "