Chapter Twenty-Five: You Open the Door for Me
Li Ruoqi knocked on the door of the uncle's house, and said eagerly: "Uncle, uncle, go and see what's wrong with my father?
"What's wrong? What's wrong with your dad? Wasn't it okay that day?" Li Yujun hurriedly comforted his niece in a hurry, and put on his shoes in a panic.
The eldest aunt appeared at the door unhurriedly, a flash of ecstasy flashed on her face, and she immediately squeezed out a trace of anxious emotion on her face, but said meanly: "What are you doing? Ruoqi, is your father going to die?
Li Ruoqi is sighing that the uncle still has brotherhood for his father, maybe it is a misunderstanding, but when he saw the joy on his aunt's face, his heart sank, the uncle was afraid of his wife, would he do something to hurt his father for a while?
Sitting in the uncle's car, Li Ruoqi pretended to cry while looking at the expression of the uncle and aunt, the uncle looked at the road with a stern expression, and drove the car, but the aunt sat elegantly in the passenger seat, making up her makeup.
Li Ruoqi's heart was gloomy, although he had Li Ruoxuan's vicious foundation, but when he saw the indifference of his aunt, he was still cold, and he didn't know if his father would be hit.
When he arrived at the Li family's villa, Li Yujun parked the car and ran eagerly to the house, messy, on the other hand, the eldest aunt, as if she was here for the first time, carefully looked at everything in the garden, sometimes nodded with satisfaction, sometimes pouted in disgust, walked into the door, a pair of hands were gently stroking the doorknob, and when she heard the uncle's heartache roar in the house, her face was full of helplessness.
"I'm going to die! cry and cry, I didn't have to breathe, I quickly carried him out before he lost his breath, and I called the funeral home to take him away. ”
Li Ruoqi looked at the woman who was posing as a hostess in a daze, and laughed silently.
"What are you talking about? This is my brother, you clean your mouth for me, he's fine, don't think about what you have, let me tell you, even if my brother dies, this house is Ruoqi's, and it has nothing to do with you!" Li Yujun said bitterly.
Li Ruoqi attached himself to his father's chest, watching the two of them beat together, stroking his father's heart again and again, the tears in his eyes wet his clothes, sad for his father's arrival, and felt unworthy for him.
"Hey, have you fought enough?, do you know this person?" Jupiter Xingchen appeared on the railing of the second floor with a cold smile on his face, carrying a girl with a bruised face in his hand, and left the girl down as soon as he finished speaking.
"Ahh
"Okay, good!" Li Yujun took out his mobile phone from his pocket tremblingly, and hurriedly dialed the phone, and after trying to make the wrong call more than a dozen times, he finally called a person named Master Yang, and soon, the phone was connected.
"Did you succeed?" a cold voice came out of the microphone.
"It's successful, but my daughter is sick now, can you come and save my daughter?" Li Yujun asked with a flattering expression.
"Well, you open the door for me!"