Mrs. Huo Pretends to be Weak Every Day

Chapter 453: Mrs, Lu, I Don’t Have Time to Watch Your Performance Anymore

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation  Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Everyone sighed. That’s right, in this matter, Miss Xie was a pitiful person, and so was Xue Qing!

It was an accident that Xue Qing had sex with Director Huo. She did not want to disturb Miss Xie’s life.

She didn’t expect Huo Xiting to be so unwilling that he went to the Huo Family to force them.

After the incident, Xue Qing could not bear to see her son bear the crime of ‘forcing someone to commit suicide’, so she could only take all the blame on herself.

She had been misunderstood for twenty years!

Old Master Xie sighed as well. “Back then, I thought that it was your mother’s instigation because you were a five-year-old child. I didn’t think that you would go overboard now! ”

Xie Qi nodded with tears in her eyes. “That’s right. You’re mighty and powerful but at this point of time, can’t I even tell the truth.”

Huo Xiting finally chuckled and said slowly, “The truth?”

“You want to refute that I’m not telling the truth?” Xie Qi choked. “Could it be that what I said was fake? My father and I would make an issue out of my sister’s death?”

Huo Xiting suddenly sneered, as if he didn’t care about Xie Qi’s words.

Old Master Xie knew Huo Xitings true identity and understood that Huo Xiting was not an ordinary person.

Could it be… Did he find out something?

Old Master Xie frowned and spoke slowly like an elder.

“Xiting, I know that you’re unwilling to suddenly take away your inheritance rights, but I saw it with my own eyes back then. Ah Lan is indeed my daughter’s child.

“Because the Xie family would never trample on my daughter’s hard work, so there’s no doubt about Xie Lan’s identity!’ After he finished speaking, there was silence.

Huo Xitings smile widened.

Ye Beisheng also chuckled. “Old Master Xie, Ninth master and Madam Lu are discussing the incident from back then. They are discussing whether the Ninth master was the one who killed Eldest Miss Xie. From the beginning to the end…. He didn’t even mention a single word about Xie Lan.”

“Ninth Master did not deny that Xie Lan is Miss Xie’s son. Old Master Xie, why are you in such a hurry to explain yourself?” Beisheng said meaningfully.

“Could it be that you think that Ninth Master’s actions were targeted at Xie Lan?”

Everyone raised their heads!

Yeah, the Ninth master seems to be… He didn’t mention Xie Lan at all?

Why was Old Master Xie so anxious to explain that Xie Lan was the biological son of Eldest Miss Xie?

Why did it feel like she was guilty and trying to cover up the truth…

Xie Qi’s face suddenly turned pale. She knew that her father was too impatient, so she quickly bit her lip. “Huo Xiting, my father is just explaining. Who knows if you will use Lan’s identity later? After all, you didn’t even admit that you provoked my sister back then.”

“Mrs. Lu, if he didn’t do it, why should he admit it?” Ye Beisheng raised an eyebrow.

“I’m talking to the Ninth master, why are you interrupting?!”

“Ninth Master is my husband. Can’t 1 speak up for him?” Ye Beisheng was surprised.

“The Xie family is so domineering.”

“You…” Xie Qi gritted her teeth in anger.

Huo Xiting raised his hand lightly. “Alright, Mrs. Lu. I don’t have time to watch your performance anymore.”

Following his gesture, all the bodyguards around the banquet hall stood up and surrounded the banquet hall tightly!

The Xie family and Huo Cenfeng were shocked. “Huo Xiting, what do you think you’re doing?! ”

The door of the banquet hall slammed shut. Although Huo Xiting was sitting, his aura was overwhelming. He slowly looked up. “I’ll settle the score with

Madam Lu first.’

Xie Qi’s face was pale.

“Huo Xiting, you want to settle scores with me? 1 know that you don’t want to admit that you provoked my sister back then, but that matter is absolutely true. My father and I will not lie and will not hide the truth of my sister’s suicide. This is the most favorable evidence!”

Huo Xiting tapped the table with his fingertips.. “Really?”