After His Inner Voice Was Exposed, He Madly Criticized The Rich Man And Made Him A Little Lover

Si Moyan saw Si Qinxiao. His handsome silhouette was tense, his big hands were turned into fists, and his knuckles were cracking.

"My mother is really unlucky for eight lifetimes by marrying someone like you!"

Apart from Mr. Si, only Si Moyan dared to speak to Si Qinxiao in this tone.

Si Jinxiao is in his forties, tall and majestic, with a heroic air and a cool appearance. He looks like a mature man.

Si Qianxiao once met an expert who told him that as long as he treats Gu Beichen well, he will prosper and become the richest man in the country in the future.

As for his children, the master said that none of them were as good as Gu Beichen, and his eldest son was short-lived.

"Without me, where would you brothers and sisters come from?" Si Qianxiao stared at Si Moyan with disgust. Si Moyan looked like Jing Lan and had a similar personality. He was cold and strong, which was very disliked by him.

Si Qianxiao looked at Si Youyou who was behind Si Moyan again. The scar on her right cheek was really ugly, and there was no comparison with his little daughter Gu Yanyan outside.

Her words were pure and pure, and when he took her out, everyone praised her for her beauty!

The disgust in Si Qinxiao's eyes made Si Youyou lower his eyes in inferiority.

When Wen Yan saw Si Youyou's expression, her heart stung slightly.

In her previous life, her father was also a scumbag who owed gambling debts. In order to pay off the debts, he sold her when she was only two years old.

If she hadn't met her master, she would have died a long time ago in her previous life, and she wouldn't have been able to make money in the entertainment industry by relying on her metaphysics and medical skills.

Wen Yan couldn't bear to see the little girl being wronged. She gently held Si Youyou's hand and said, "Little Youyou, in my sister-in-law's heart, you are the most beautiful."

Si Youyou's long eyelashes trembled, and crystal tears flashed in her eyes.

"Father, if you don't allow them to come in, I will set up my own business!"

Mr. Si was so angry that his beard stood up, "Get out of here, let's see what you can do if you set up your own business!"

Si Jinxiao sneered coldly, "I hope you won't regret it!"

Mr. Si, "If I regret it, you are my father!"

He was so angry.

Damn this thing, forget about the color batch attributes, at least you still have to have a bottom line!

I don’t want my own home anymore, it’s so impersonal.

Why did he give birth to a beast?

Mr. Si patted the shoulder of Si Moyan, who had a handsome face and a cold face, "Don't imitate your father. He's pretty, so treat him well."

Goosebumps suddenly appeared on Wen Yan's arms.

[Please don’t. When I complete the task, I will welcome him with both hands, three, four, five and a thousand outside. 】

[Anyway, I won’t give up the entire forest for a tree. Isn’t the little puppy delicious? One bite of a sister, just thinking about it makes me happy. 】

Mr. Si gave Si Moyan a sympathetic look.

To be honest, his eldest grandson is not even remotely attractive in the eyes of Xiaoyan.

This is really not like the Si family. The men of the Si family will enchant women to no end.

Why has everything changed in the grandson's generation?

The eldest brother is unattractive, the second child is in love, the third child said at the translation institute that he would be unmarried, the fourth child has never heard of any girl liking him abroad, and the fifth child, not to mention a swimmer, earns 360 yuan a year. Fifteen days, nothing but training is training!

Mr. Si seemed to see that Si Moyan's head would be covered in green soon. He lowered his voice and said, "Boss, you should be sexy and charm her."

The corner of Si Moyan's mouth twitched, "I don't know how to be flirty, and I'm not interested either."

Mr. Si glared at Si Moyan, "One day she will fall in love with you, and it will be too late for you to regret it."

…

Night, deep.

Si Qianxiao drank tea at the client's house, and he drove back to his home outside.

But the car couldn't start, so he had to walk to the side of the road and take a taxi.

He got into a taxi, reported his address, and made a video call with Gu Yanyan.

"Dad, mom and I have prepared a midnight snack for you. How long will it take for you to get home?"

Looking at his daughter's pure and charming smile, Si Yanxiao had a doting smile on his face, "Come on, is your brother home?"

"Brother is back to Yecheng today, but he has something to do tonight and won't be back until midnight."

The two children born to Gu Manshu listened to Si Qianxiao's words, unlike the children born to Jing Lan, none of whom were willing to listen to him.

It would be great if Jing Lan never wakes up or dies in the hospital!

He can take Gu Manshu back to Si's house in an open and aboveboard manner.

But since the old man refused to let Manshu and the two children in, he had to establish a new door outside.

Once the old man dies, the Si family will probably become a mess.

He will still have to go back and take charge of the overall situation then!

"Husband, Yanyan and I are waiting for you at home. We love you." Gu Manshu sat next to Gu Yanyan and interrupted.

"I love you too." The smile on Si Yanxiao's face deepened.

After ending the video call, Si Qianxiao suddenly felt that his eyelids were a little heavy.

He seemed to smell a faint fragrance.

He rubbed his temples and looked at the driver with sharp eyes.

The driver was slender, wearing a peaked cap and a mask, so she couldn't see clearly.

"What did you put in the car?" His mind seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.

The driver chuckled, "You don't deserve to know."

As soon as the driver finished speaking, Si Qianxiao fell asleep.

When he woke up again, his nose was bruised, his face was swollen, his whole body was sore, and his clothes had been stripped down to only a pair of underpants.

His hands and feet were tied, and he was thrown into the largest cemetery in Yecheng.

The surrounding lights were dim and the large cemetery was eerie and terrifying.

Si Jinxiao has been arrogant for more than forty years, and he has never been so down and panicked.

Goosebumps appeared all over his body.

He shouted for help, but no one answered him.

No one came to save him, and he couldn't break free.

He could only comfort himself that there were no ghosts in this world.

But vaguely, he seemed to hear shrill cries.

"I died miserably. I was pushed down a mountain by my scumbag husband."

“Scumbags don’t deserve a good death, scumbags don’t deserve a good death—”

Suddenly in the thick fog, a pale grimace appeared in front of him with bleeding from the corner of his eye, tongue extended, and pale face.

Si Jinxiao was so frightened that he screamed, and hot liquid flowed out of his lower abdomen.

Incontinence.

He rolled his eyes and fainted from fear.

…

After returning the taxi, Wen Yan returned to Si Zhai.

She stretched and felt a little sleepy.

She took a shower, and as soon as she lay on the bed, the WeChat message on her phone rang.

[Yan Yan, I’m here at Si’s house. I’m waiting for you outside the back garden. 】

[I won’t leave tonight until I can wait for you. 】

Oh, it seems quite affectionate.

The original owner just wanted to take advantage of the male lead!

After Wen Yan came over, she hadn't seen the male protagonist in person yet, so she had to go and see him tonight.

Otherwise, I might still pester her and take advantage of her in the future!

Wen Yan put on a nightgown and came out of the master bedroom.

It was late at night, and everyone else in the Si family had fallen asleep.

The corridor was quiet.

[Hehe, the moon is dark and the wind is high, Wen Daji is going out to meet the male protagonist. 】

[Don’t tell me, this feeling is a bit like having an affair, a thief. 】

Si Moyan, who was still reading documents in the study, suddenly clenched his long palms into fists.