Prosperous Marriage: Three Adorable Babies Fighting Daddy

When He Zishan got off the plane, he was stuffed into the car and taken to a villa in the suburbs without even going out.

Angrily, she called He Ziqi on the phone, and opened her mouth to complain: "Second brother, I have nothing to do with that girl's life or death. What do you mean by locking me here?"

He Ziqi felt a headache when he heard his sister's roar, and felt a little cold: "This is what Dad meant."

"Dad?" He Zishan sneered, "When did Dad ever take care of me? Don't talk about Dad."

"If you don't believe me, just call Dad." He Ziqi understood that it was because he didn't support her divorce back then that Ye Ziqi had always had opinions on him.

If He Zishan hadn't divorced, Ran Ran would not have been so unpopular, and what happened today would not have happened.

"Of course I will call Dad!" He Zishan hung up the phone angrily, but did not dare to call Mr. He.

She didn't dare to touch Mr. He's brow, and she knew in her heart that He Ziqi would not lie to her with such a thing.Right now, she'd better think of a way to see how to get out of here.

By the way, there is also Mohan, she wants to call Mohan, and tell Mohan not to worry so much.

"Hey, husband, are you home yet?"

Qiu Mohan put down the brush, smiled gently and said, "Well, it's in the studio."

"Honey, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back until a few days later. Take care of yourself and don't miss meals on time. I'll be worried."

"I know."

Qiu Mohan hung up the phone, and saw his sneering son mockingly said: "She is really good enough to you! You are not involved in this kind of thing, so it shows that she cares about you."

"Achen, she is your mother." Qiu Mohan said helplessly.

"My mother died a long time ago! Such a shameless, ruthless, selfish woman, you are the only treasure." Qiu Yichen's eyes turned cold, he stood up abruptly and left.

"Ah Chen, where are you going?" Qiu Mohan didn't care to teach his son a lesson, and hurriedly stood up and chased after his son.

"Will you care if I die?" A rebellious teenager is not so easy to coax. After leaving a word, Qiu Yichen hurried downstairs.

Qiu Mohan sat alone in the studio, staring at the unfinished painting, unable to recover for a long time.

Mid-level villa.

Ao Zhen stood upstairs, looked at the figure practicing boxing downstairs, and said to the phone without any emotion: "Have you found anyone?"

Situ An's cheap laughter came from the phone: "Of course, once I, Situ, go out, there is nothing I can't do. By the way, can I know the reason?"

"Shut up if you don't want to die." Except for Ran Ran, when it comes to other people, Ao Zhen is that cold-blooded and heartless guy who doesn't show any emotion.

If you want to get words out of his mouth, I'm afraid it will take your next life.

"It's boring." Situ An knew the result a long time ago, but he still didn't give up. "What are you going to do?"

"As much trouble as you can." Didn't the He family want to suppress it, so he asked them to see if they could suppress it.

"Are you planning to play big?" Situ An was about to move, and the blood in his bones had already started to boil.

Ao Zhen didn't deny it: "You can play as you like."

With Ao Zhen's words, Situ An has a certainty in his heart, and he doesn't have to look forward and backward when he starts to do things.Although he didn't understand how the He family and the Ran family offended this uncle, he also understood that the two families might not be able to get along well.

Even if Qiaoqiao didn't die this time by luck, he still hurt his muscles and bones.