Chapter 88

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, he was spitting and his forehead was full of blue tendons. His ordinary elegant mask was unknowingly broken, which seemed to be the real face of a city gangster.

Su Kui twisted her eyebrows, pushed her sideways, patted the nonexistent dust on Han Yuan's shoulder, and said slowly: "Dad, eccentricity is not such an eccentric method. You only noticed whether I would bully Han Qingyin. Did you notice that your other daughter's clothes are wet, and she would get cold and illness?"

As soon as the words were said, Muhan's reaction came. He clapped his head and said anxiously, "hurry up, go back to take a hot bath and change clothes. I'll ask Liu Ma to boil a bowl of ginger soup for you to go to cold!"

Said to go downstairs, Su Kui hurriedly pulled her, smiling and shaking his head, "Mom, it's OK, it's OK to open today."

Say it? What do you mean?

Han Yuan frowned. Su Kui kept him speechless because of his words and guns. He knew that he was wrong, but the male chauvinism in his heart made him angry and angry. "I don't care about you? You look at your mess. There's not a bit of miss everyone's demeanor. You can't even compete with half of the soft voice! If you come back as early as Qingyin, how can you get wet? A girl is like a girl. Don't go home and wander around after school? You are also responsible for your illness! "

The words that did not pass through the brain poured out in a flash, and after that, Han Yuancai thought it was inappropriate.

As expected, when he raised his eyes, Muhan's eyes were red, and Jai wanted to split, and he completely abandoned the dignified and elegant side, "Han, yuan! You have no conscience! My wood family always treats you well, but you can see how you treat me and your fate? I'll fight you! "

Women's nails and high-heeled shoes have always been the best weapons. Han Yuan is not defensive. Unexpectedly, Muhan really dares to start. Sharp nails instantly scratch out several bloodstains on his cheek.

"Ah!" Han yuan raised his hand and touched the wound. Looking down at the palm, he was bloodstained. Now his eyes were red. "You crazy woman, what are you doing?!"

How can Han Yuan, whose face is more important than life, accept the injury in such an obvious position.

He was angry and gave a slap in the face to the wooden Han who came up again. His strength was so great that he directly threw the wooden Han out a meter away and hit the guardrail of the stairs.

Su Kui's blood color spread rapidly among the pupils, and he grabbed Mu Han with the power of thunder, which prevented her from rolling down the stairs.

The right hand pacified patted the back of patting Mu Han, the body felt in the palm of the hand was shaking slightly, she estimated that it was really scared.

The fierce turn of head, Su Kui did not cover up again, the line of vision is not polite stare to Han Yuan, black eyes half squint, let her a pair of eyes look like fox eyes, dangerous and evil.

Cold, without a trace of emotion, Su Kui said: "Dad, this is the last time I call you that. I'm not ashamed of the man who beats his wife. I have passed the age of yearning for father's love. Now I don't care if I don't get it. What's more, you didn't take me as a daughter at all? In your heart, there is no me, no mother, only that bitch and the white eyed wolf she was born with, right? "

"Fate..." At the moment, the face of Muhan's face is swollen and swollen. It's difficult to speak. She has some vague words of heartache.

Su Kui clapped her hand to show that she was OK.

Then he turned his head and sneered, "what? I poked at the center of the matter. Is there nothing to say? "