Chapter 198

Name：Gain A Cute Wife By 'Kidnap' Author：
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C198 – Pain!

“Mom, what’s wrong?”

Mu Xiaoxiao could not understand the reason for Hee Meier’s sudden outburst, because that was what Aunt Mu had called her in the past. Adding on to the fact that Shang Cijie was still the Mu Family’s Third Young Madame that Mu Renying admitted, there was nothing wrong with calling Aunt Mu that.

“What about me? Am I not telling the truth? He, Shang Xiaojie, has no reputation nor rank. When did he become my Mu Family’s Third Young Madame?”

As she said that, she looked at Shang Cijie with a sharp gaze and lost her initial calmness.

“But dad already...”

“Don’t talk about Xiaoxiao, I’m indeed not this family’s Third Young Madame. What your mother said is true.”

Shang Cijie stopped Mu Xiaoxiao in time. Although he didn’t like Hee Meier’s attitude, he understood that she had her own standpoint and didn’t want the whole family to start a fight.

“It’s good that you know your own limits. Don’t think that just by bringing your son back all of a sudden, my Mu Family will accept you.”

Shang Cijie had given in, but Hee Meier was overbearing.

Mu Sifa’s temper had already reached its peak. He quickly came over and pulled him, while looking at him ferociously.

“Let go.” Shang Cijie was cold and indifferent, not even looking at him.

“You, Shang Xiaojie, must make me angry!” He tightened his grip on Shang Cijie’s arm, anger written all over his face.

Don’t look at him like that, his heart is also hurt right now.

Look over here, damn Shang Xiaojie, look over here! Am I that annoying to you?

“Why should I make you angry? Am I a masochist?” Shang Cijie finally turned around to look at Mu Sifa, but other than his cold face, there was nothing on it.

“Also, please call me Mister Shang.” It was still as cold as ever.

Mu Sifa’s chest was dripping with pain, “Can’t you just talk to me properly? You see my pain, don’t you feel uncomfortable?”

“Ha! Suffering?” Shang Cijie suddenly laughed in a low voice, “Then I want to ask Mr. Mu. When you saw me crying five years ago, were you upset? Are you feeling bad? You must be very happy, right? There’s a fool who is so stupid as to let you use it and warm your bed.”

Shang Cijie talked about what happened five years ago. His tone was full of ridicule, but it seemed that his eyes were in pain.