Lu Zhengyan entered the house at the same time with a woman who was nearly 40 years old but had a well maintained body.

This is the first time Jiang man saw Ji Qin, Lu xijue's stepmother. Now she is also her stepmother.

"Dad, mom..." out of politeness to her elders, she took the initiative to open her mouth.

Lu Zhengyan didn't even look at her. He went straight to old man Lu and said, "Dad, why did you have dinner so late?"

Mr. Lu didn't raise his head, but said coldly, "what brings you here?"

When Lu Zhengyan wanted to marry Ji Qin, old man Lu was ten thousand dissatisfied, but in the end, Lu Zhengyan still married a beautiful wife, and his relationship with old man Lu became more and more rigid. Finally, he had to move out.

Jiang man asked for nothing and sat down to pick up the rice.

Rich people always have some strange tempers!

Sir Lucille stared coldly at the listless man with his head down and looked away.

Even if only for a moment, Jiang man was clearly aware of it. She lowered her head and felt sick in her heart.

Sure enough, since Lu Zhengyan's wife died, the relationship between Lu xijue and his father was like fire and water.

It must have been she who had just called Lu Zhengyan on her own initiative that provoked Lu xijue's cold eye.

"Today is my mother's death day, do you remember?" Lord Lu's lips opened, and a sarcastic word came out of his mouth.

The atmosphere in the house suddenly solidified into ice.

As an elder, Lu Zhengyan was provoked by his son. He was inevitably unhappy, but he was soft when he thought of his dead wife: "today is too busy. Wait a minute and bring something."

With a bang, Lord Lu clenched his fist and appeared, "do you remember how she was tortured by illness? You didn't even come to see my mother at the last glance."

Jiang man, who is eating deeply, is also startled by the loud noise.

Lu xijue narrowed his deep eyes. His eyes flashed past Lu Zhengyan and fell on Ji Qin behind him. "It's her? Just because of her!"

Staying with this guy, Jiang man knew more or less about his temperament. He yelled loudly. He hurried forward and pulled his cuffs, whispering, "stop talking, let's go out!"

Lu xijue did not look at Jiang man. Jun's face was cold. He squeezed his fist and looked at his father. He asked coldly, "since you married her again and moved out, why do you still bring her back? Show off on my mother's Memorial Day? Or let my mother see how happy you are?"

Lu Zhengyan looked at Lu xijue with his eyes in the air. For a moment, there was no words to refute.

In those years, I was really ashamed of Xi Jue and his mother!

"It's all my fault, so I said I shouldn't have come!" Ji Qin suddenly shivered and buried her face in Lu Zhengyan's arms, sobbing gently: "it's all my fault, I shouldn't have inserted into your life, I shouldn't have met you, I shouldn't have given birth to Shijun."

These words undoubtedly sprinkled oil on Lu Zhengyan's wound and burned his anger. "Shut up, too! Is this your attitude towards talking to your father?"

"Dad, mom, Xi Jue, don't say a word." Jiang man said hard, pulling Lu xijue's cuff to drag him upstairs, but Lu xijue couldn't move.

"Father?" Lu Xi Jue raised his scarlet eyes, and suddenly pulled out a smile from the corners of his lips. The smile was very cold, but with some injury: "you don't deserve it!"

In the last three words, Lord Lu almost roared.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like