Is the Scum Worthy of Whitewashing?

Xue Zhen's voice was not loud, but the women around who were talking about Xu Du quieted down after seeing Xu Du, and they heard this sentence quite clearly.

This is the man Xue Ning hooked up with?

Xu Du looked at the quiet middle-aged women before him.

Vulgar gossip is probably the only pleasure in their poor and monotonous life. Only when they find a sense of group in their extreme contempt for others, can they feel the value of existence.

The corners of his lips slightly raised a hint of sarcasm.

The middle-aged woman who had said that she was going to teach Xue Ning was trying to get back some places, but seeing Xu Du's smile, her aura was half discouraged.

She had never seen such a person, with a gentle expression, but she was enveloped in faint coercion.

Not to mention that behind him stood several bodyguards who had been arranged before. Several burly men stood behind Xu Du, making his figure a little thin, but it was difficult to conceal his overall aura.

The middle-aged woman closed her mouth honestly, and her bloated body shrank secretly behind the others, but the other women hurriedly avoided, for fear of getting involved.

Originally it was just a show of excitement, who knew it would recruit people who were not easy to provoke.

Xu Du stopped paying attention to those watching the excitement, and went to Zhang Juan's face, looking at her condescendingly.

"Are you Zhang Juan?" Xu Du Youyou asked, "Xue Qingshan later married the young man who came in?"

Zhang Juan's face instantly rose to the color of pig liver.

Zhang Juan loves face, this is one of the things she can't make the most of.

In fact, the neighbourhoods also knew about the Xue family's affairs.

Back then, Zhang Juan led a four or five-year-old girl to live in. No one knew the reason for this.

It's just that because of face-saving, women would spurn it in private at most, but on the surface it was pretty good. After all, Zhang Juan's exquisite personality is much more pleasing than the wife in front of Xue Qingshan, that is, Xue Ning's mother.

It was the first time to expose Zhang Juan's identity with such a big thorn. Although the aunts who watched the excitement didn't say anything, they all secretly gloated.

"You... nonsense!" Zhang Juan stood up from the chair and gritted her teeth. "Look at you as an identity. Just make other people's rumors without saying anything? It doesn't make sense!"

"Reason?" Xu Du smiled and shook his head. "If you have a reason to speak, where can I tell my sister's truth?"

His voice was not high, but Zhang Juan suddenly choked, and a bad premonition surged in her heart.

"My sister, Xu Wen." Xu Du smiled softly, "You all know each other, she is Xue Ning's mother."

Zhang Juan's face instantly turned pale.

"What are you doing!"

Xu Du turned his head and saw that a middle-aged man was pointing in his direction and shouting.

It is Xue Qingshan. Xu Du's lips twitched slightly, and finally everyone arrived.

Xue Zhen hid behind her father, feeling a little cold all over.

Xu Du's sudden appearance made her very scared, and immediately ran back home and called out her father Xue Qingshan.

"Who do I say is your little white face? Dare to threaten my mother-in-law, is it impatient to live?!" Xue Qingshan approached, the strong smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of sweat, "Master, I will teach you today How to behave!"

He grabbed Xu Du with his hand, and wanted to pick up his collar. Unexpectedly, Xu Du just stepped aside slightly, Xue Qingshan's steps were unstable and he fell face to face.

Several bodyguards quickly surrounded him, clamped his arm firmly, and lifted him up abruptly.

Xue Qingshan was so painful that he woke up half of the time from the wine above. He glanced around in a panic, and his limbs trembled: "You, what are you doing! Let go of me! Dead lady, what are you doing? Hurry up and call the police. Call the police!"

However, Zhang Juan's face was earthy long ago, her hands and feet couldn't move at all, and she didn't know whether it was fear or guilty conscience.

Xue Zhen shivered even more. When Xue Qingshan was grabbed by the bodyguard, she hurriedly shrank to Zhang Juan's side.

"Call the police?" Xu Du raised his eyebrows, "Everyone here sees that you are planning to do it first. I'm just defensive."

"Even if you accidentally maimed you, it's just an over-defense. Do you want to try?"

Xue Qingshan's whole body was as discouraged as a balloon that had punctured his skin.

"Xue Qingshan, do you know who I am?" Xu Du took a step forward and looked down at him.

Xue Qingshan had long since lost the momentum of the previous clamor. Although his eyes barely restrained, he still couldn't restrain his fear.

His eyebrows were a bit familiar. Xue Qingshan tried to find the source of the familiarity in his memory. He suddenly remembered a face and couldn't help but tremble: "You, you are Xu..."

"Yes, I am Xu Du." Xu Du squatted down and smiled kindly at him. "You should be called'Brother-in-law' by seniority, but...you are not worthy."

Xue Qingshan looked at Zhang Juan, who was not far away, in a panic.

When Xue Qingshan and Zhang Juan hooked up, Xu Wen was so angry that he was afraid of revenge if they were known by the Xu family.

It’s just that the days passed for a long time and there was no movement, and the two of them gradually let down their hanging hearts...Although the Xu family was powerful, but when Xu Wen and Xue Qingshan eloped, the Xu family long ago denied this daughter, no. Regardless of her business, it makes sense.

Unexpectedly, ten years have passed, but it suddenly appeared.

"I won't talk to you about those things before. This time, I only have one purpose." Xu Du stood up and said, "I want to take Aning away as an uncle."