Chapter 7 Fortunately, it wasn't born by a father
"Mo'er, call Mom." Han Chengrong said with a smile on Han Mo's face. Han Mo raised her head, glanced at Xu Xiuxin, and then stared at her father fiercely, she didn't feel that he was slapping her face when she said it so openly, although her mother had been dead for so many years, she now had a new love, and she also saw the feelings that she didn't have for her mother before from her father's eyes when she looked at Xu Xiuxin!
When he heard Han Chengrong's words, Yi Guangyu's eyes widened violently: What's the matter, is it possible that my uncle and mother are together?
!
Then Han Mo will be my sister in the future, the two of us... There may not be a chance!
!
I don't know anything about this!
"Uncle, what's going on!"
Yi Guangyu raised his voice excitedly, but he had to be polite, so he didn't make too big movements.
"Mom and your Uncle Zhengrong have long been in love with each other, because I thought that you two children should get along more, so we didn't announce the relationship until you transferred to Lule School, and the marriage certificate was also done a few days ago, and the wedding is ready to start on 15 next month, so now you have to change your mind."
Xu Xiuxin held Han Chengrong's shoulder and smiled brightly.
"What about my dad?"
While Yi Guangyu asked this sentence, he also had a calculation in his heart: If my father is Han Chengrong, then I won't have a chance, Han Mo is my half-sister!
No, no, no!
"Forehead ......"
Hearing this, Xu Xiuxin's facial expression suddenly condensed, and she looked at Han Chengrong embarrassedly.
"Your father was divorced from Xiuxin, so naturally he didn't have any contact, I will treat you like my own son, and in the future, Han Mo will be your sister, you have to take care of her more, and the relationship between brother and sister can't be so blunt."
After Han Chengrong finished explaining, he glanced at Lingyi and said, "Well, you are Lingyi, right, it's good, this kid is still Han Mo's first friend!" ”
"Well, uncle, hello!"
Lingyi retracted his eyes and looked at the hall and greeted him obediently.
"That'...... Rest early. ”
After Han Chengrong finished speaking, he put his arm around Xu Xiuxin's waist and was about to go upstairs.
Han Mo looked at the figures of Han Chengrong and Xu Xiuxin, the hands on his sides clenched unconsciously, slowly trembling, forcibly restraining his anger, his nose was sore, and his eyes were full of tears.
"Han Chengrong! I won't call this woman mother, and at the same time I won't admit that she is my mother, she snatched my mother, took away my qiē, and is not qualified to be my mother's replacement! Scold! There is an old saying in this world, treat others in their own way, one day, I will give you back everything you did to me and my mother, I can't suffer! ”
Han Mo yelled at the couple's backs, tears couldn't help but stay, his shoulders shook badly, he stepped on heavy steps, took Lingyi's hand back to his room, Lingyi also let Han Mo pull him, as if he was frightened by Han Mo's roar just now.
Suddenly, there was a dead silence in the living room, no one dared to speak, and the maids who cleaned did not dare to pant loudly.
Xu Xiuxin didn't make any moves, she originally thought that Han Mo didn't know anything, but she didn't expect that she knew everything, but back then, I was also sad when Wei Yu died, but who let her snatch Zhengrong, her death, is the best solution, and now Han Mo doesn't accept me, so I can only rely on what I do in the future.
"Go back to your room!"
Han Chengrong frowned, pursed his lips, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth, and then heard the sound of the door closing.
The lights continued, and only Yi Guangyu stood alone in the center of the hall: What the hell is going on, why does Han Mo not accept my mother, Han Mo said that he will treat others in his own way, what did my mother do to her at the beginning, let her say such things, hey, this family is destined to be uneasy.
However, fortunately, Han Mo and I are not born to the same father.
The servants looked at Yi Guangyu's expression from surprise to confusion to joy, and they were puzzled, and they looked at his handsome face one by one.
"Don't look at it, go to sleep, it's almost done."
Maybe Yi Guangyu realized that he was now an "ornamental object"
, quickly called the cleaning aunts back.
Han Chengrong frowned, pursed his lips, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth, and then heard the sound of the door closing.
The lights continued, and only Yi Guangyu stood alone in the center of the hall: What the hell is going on, why does Han Mo not accept my mother, Han Mo said that he will treat others in his own way, what did my mother do to her at the beginning, let her say such things, hey, this family is destined to be uneasy.
However, fortunately, Han Mo and I are not born to the same father.
The servants looked at Yi Guangyu's expression from surprise to confusion to joy, and they were puzzled, and they looked at his handsome face one by one.
"Don't look at it, go to sleep, it's almost done."
Maybe Yi Guangyu realized that he was now an "ornamental object"
, quickly called the cleaning aunts back.