Chapter 8 How important is a younger brother to have a daughter-in-law?
Xia Milk Candy was full of oil, and she didn't forget to ask the rich old lady: "Mom, have you thought about it?" I gave you my card account number? ”
The old lady said angrily: "This kind of woman who only wants your money, you will also take it home?" ”
"Don't you want to send her away with money? Why are you not happy again? ”
Shao Sirong's cold and magnetic voice revealed a hint of sarcasm.
The old lady was asked: "......"
Xia Milk Candy is going to laugh, dog man, she finally didn't hurt him in vain.
She raised her eyes, wanting to give the dog man a dose of reward.
The moment she looked up, she found that the man was also looking at her with interest.
The dark black pupils are clearly revealing the indifference and alienation that rejects people thousands of miles away, but the tails of the eyes can be upturned, but they are hooked with the meaning of causing trouble, and they are obviously absolutely abstinent but seem to occasionally flash electricity.
Emma, in love, in love, her heart is a little itchy.
The youngest son in the old lady's arms fell in love with the steak on the plate: "Mom, I also want to eat meat." ”
Xia Milk Candy immediately pushed the steak over, but Shao Sirong's slender hand directly brought the steak back and continued to feed her.
The youngest son screamed and cried.
The old lady was distressed and held her youngest son in her arms: "This is your own brother, your own brother is not as good as a pheasant woman?" ”
"Not comparable." The cold voice, iron-blooded, ruthless, unmoved.
The youngest son cried even more fiercely, and the decibels were deafening.
My brother really doesn't love him at all.
Mom said that everything about my brother would be his, so why wasn't the steak?
"I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat, woo woo woo ......"
The old lady immediately picked up her little son in pain: "Obedient, don't cry, mom asked the cook to cook it for you." ”
But the youngest son didn't do it, so he asked for the plate of summer milk candy, crying so much that he grabbed the ground.
The old lady was angry: "It's just a plate of meat, what about your brother?" Obedient is your blood relative. ”
Shao Sirong sneered and said slowly, "My son is also hungry." ”
Natsu Milk Candy's eyes widened sharply.
Subconsciously touched his belly.
The atmosphere is condensing and tense.
Finally, the old lady said, "I will never allow this pheasant woman to enter the door!" ”
After speaking, he walked away with his baby son, and before leaving, he glanced at Xia Milk Candy coldly, and his eyes were like watching a joke that he couldn't help himself.
Xia Milk Candy wanted to die laughing, but this couldn't hurt her.
She shouted at the old lady's back: "Mom, you really don't want my account?" One billion, I'll leave immediately. ”
The old lady didn't respond to her, a chicken thief.
Shao Sirong suddenly lost interest in feeding her, and tapped the back of her hand with his fingers, signaling her to get out.
Xia Milk Candy immediately jumped off him, snatched the Western food plate in front of him, sat in another position, and ate it to his heart's content, it was delicious.
But this man seems to be in a bad mood?
It's definitely not because of her, she has this self-knowledge.
Xia Milk Candy thought of the fourth elder brother in the Qing palace drama, no matter how good he was, he couldn't get the love of Concubine De, and she also saw that the old lady only had the youngest son in her eyes.
Sure enough, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read.
"Rong Ye, when you're full, can I get out?"
Shao Sirong heard her voice expecting to escape and ascend to heaven, and replied in silence.
He unbuttoned the two tight buttons on his neckline, leaned loosely on the back of the seat, and a long leg with nowhere to put it, arbitrarily resting on the other chair, his eyebrows and eyes were indifferent and ascetic, without any emotion.