Chapter 142: Quan Siyu with a poisonous tongue (recommended votes plus more)

Quan Yimo glared at him viciously, couldn't help grinding his teeth, and his eyes were about to erupt with fire.

"Huh." Quan Siyu's eyes were cold and thin, and there was indifference between his eyebrows.

He has long been used to it, and he has no expectations for this so-called father, so naturally he can't talk about disappointment.

Quan Siyu just thought it was ridiculous.

"I'm a brute, so what are you......"

He suddenly curled his lips in pleasure and said word by word: "Old, animal, and raw." ”

Poofha......

The young master is still as poisonous as ever.

Then he is relieved!

Quan Yimo's anger dissipated instantly, and he stood aside with his arms folded and watched the play.

"You... You ......" Quan Yaodong was so angry that he almost had a heart attack, tremblingly pointed at Quan Siyu, and wanted to scold him, but he didn't know what to scold, and his face turned red.

"Bastard, shut up!" Old Man Quan's face was as black as a rag, and he couldn't help but scold angrily.

"Do you two take Lao Tzu seriously?"

The father and son just talked about it, and scolded him together, so angry that the old man blew his beard and stared.

"Dad, I haven't asked you yet, why do you want to use family law." Quan Yaodong glared at Quan Siyu viciously.

"Is this son of a scumbag talking nonsense again, wronged Shaoning, Dad! How can you take his word for it? Quan Yaodong's face was full of disapproval, feeling that his father was too partial.

Quan Yaodong's face was full of indignation, he was upset for Quan Shaoning, and he almost said that Old Man Quan was "old and confused"!

"What kind of attitude do you have, and you dare to teach you a lesson?" Old Man Quan was so angry that he raised his whip and pulled it over.

"Why don't you ask what your precious son has done?"

Quan Yaodong didn't expect the old man to do something to him, and he was taken aback.

Bang!

The whip whipped at his feet, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" Kwon Yaodong's face was extremely pale.

"I still want to ask you!" Old Man Quan's eyes widened angrily, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

"Let me ask you, did you do the injuries on Xiao Yu's body? Do you dare to use family law without authorization, when your son is dead? ”

It turned out to be because of this......

While Quan Yaodong breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't forget to glance at Quan Siyu.

"Dad, even if you are angry, I will use family law to punish this son of evil. But you can't be angry with Shaoning! ”

Quan Yaodong said sadly: "I know that you have always been partial to Quan Siyu, but Shaoning is also your own grandson!" ”

He almost said that the old man Quan favored one over the other.

"Besides, I didn't beat him for no reason, Dad, you don't know, this animal ......"

Quan Yaodong scolded halfway through his speech, and suddenly remembered what Quan Siyu had just scolded him, his eyelids jumped, and he changed his words.

"You don't know what kind of rebellious things this son of a son has done."

At this moment, Quan Shaoning's mother cried very cooperatively.

"Shaoning, my poor child......" Melia hugged her son and sobbed softly.

Although there is an element of drama, it is also true that I feel distressed.

Melia glanced at Quan Siyu resentfully.

"It's all to blame for that black-hearted man, who wanted to harm your life but couldn't, and came up with a conspiracy to frame you in front of grandpa."

A sneer tugged at the corner of Quan Siyu's mouth.

"Shut up, it's noisy!"

He changed to a more comfortable sitting position, with his long legs folded and his expression very arrogant.

"Isn't this not dead yet, howling what, howling so loudly and mourning?"