Chapter 87

The eyes full of ridicule are looking at Han Qingyin, and she is looking at Su Kui with tears. The malice in the bottom of her eyes cannot be concealed.

In other words, it's only sixteen years old. How deep can you hide if you disguise again?

Raising her delicate chin, Su Kui took back the palm of her hair, and twined strands of broken hair on her white fingers. She didn't hide the expression of disgust at all. After pulling it off, she wiped it on Han Qingyin's clothes, squinting her eyes and satirizing: "Han Qingyin, no matter what you want to do, I just want you to remember that you and Han Qingyin are just an outsider from the beginning to the end! This is the wooden house. It's my place under your feet. Since you want to install it, please install it for me! Darling, if you don't act like that one day, you don't want to end up homeless, do you? "

After talking, I stepped back two steps. A pair of dark pupils showed indifference, which was all sharp and inconsistent with the beautiful appearance. Su Kui's pink lips smiled, glanced back and forth in Han Qingyin's bedroom with critical eyes in a circle. Finally, he took back his eyes, opened the door and went out.

Before leaving, Su Kui and Han Qingyin at the door passed by, and they whispered in her ear, "fakes are fakes after all, no matter how much they imitate, they are not real, understand?"

There was no exception, behind her, the sound of China breaking.

Ah, it's just like that -

Han Yuan at the door is raising his hand and knocking on the door, trying to confiscate it and smashing it directly at Su Kui with his fist. Su Kui looks on coldly. In Muhan's exclamation, he turns slightly sideways and hides. Then he glances at Han Yuan lightly, pats his chest, blinks his eyes and says: "Dad, why are you so careless? I don't know. I thought dad would like to Hit me "

with her sharp eyes, Han Yuan is out of control and falls down.

I don't know why, just this little girl changed his feeling overnight. It's impossible to say where it has changed. It's still like that, but the former wood light edge won't look at him with this strange and hateful eyes. She will flatter him with a look of respect and dependence on her little daughter, hoping that he will give her more eyes.

But now, it seems that everything in the past has disappeared.

Han Yuan's brow is beating. I don't know if it's more loss or more anger.

At the moment when Su Kui came out, Mu Han stopped quarreling and was looking at Han Yuan with a mocking expression.

Han Yuan, Han Yuan, you've finally destroyed your daughter's only hope of fatherly love.

In this way, she doesn't have to worry about the fierce conflict between mu Qingyuan and Han yuan when they propose divorce.

Drooping down his eyes, Su Kui's curled eyelashes covered the irony in his eyes. He said to Han Yuandao, who was blocking the door lightly, "Dad, you're blocking me."

Han Yuan, who has not yet awakened from the great change of his eldest daughter's character, is completely awakened by his words. His eyelids are jumping straight and he points to the tip of sunflower's nose. "What's your attitude? That's how I talk to my elders? "

Han Yuan's angry voice echoed in the huge villa. The three members of the family were supposed to be the most intimate people in the world. At this time, they were obviously in opposition, and the servants downstairs all avoided it.

If you know too many employers' private affairs, it's not long before you lose your job.

The treatment of the wood family is very good, and the owner's character is also very good. Therefore, no one is willing to leave.