Tempting You to Marry Me—Pampered Cute Wifey

Yuan Sufei couldn’t help but feel a pain in his heart. It’s really awkward. A good family now becomes like an enemy. “Mu Qiao...”

"Mom, don't say it. When he made it, he was no longer my dad. My loved ones, only grandma, you, and small words."

Yuan Sufei erased the tears on her cheeks and looked at her son's sturdy face. She could only sigh, her son was big, and had her own ideas. Moreover, the choice of the seats in the past also really hurt their hearts.

The stairs were filled with rumbling voices. A middle-aged man with a thin but tall figure went downstairs and held a few pieces of jewelry and Yuan Sufei’s wallet.

"Fuck, just this money, Yuan Sufei, you are going to say, where did you hide the money that Mujo gave you?"

Xi Shi down the stairs, looked up and saw Xi Muqiao in front of Yuan Sufei, he first stunned, and then the expression suddenly became very angry, pointing to Yuan Sufei, "Is you calling Mucha back? You Is to provoke our father and son feelings! You are a daughter-in-law, how do you have such a heart?"

In the face of the accusation of the distance, Yuan Sufei did not speak, and said it was useless, why bother.

Xi Muqiao slowly got up, his eyes lifted lightly, and his eyes were sharp. It was like a sword. He was quite stabbed to the man. "Mr. Xi, please respectfully, see what this is! Besides, we have no father and son." Why come to destroy one?"

"Mu Qiao, how can you talk to me like this? I am your father, here is my home too." Xi Xizhi said.

Xi Muqiao snorted and smacked his hands into his pocket. He took two steps forward, and his face was cold and sweeping. His voice was low. "Are you sure this is your home? How do I remember Grandma has already driven you out, no? You are coming back."

In a word, the distance between the seats was blocked, and he was speechless. He knew what the words of Xi Muqiao meant. The old face suddenly rose red, and his eyes did not dare to confront Shen Muqiao’s dark and deep eyes. “Mu Qiao, Dad’s original There is no choice."

Xi Muqiao sneered. "There is no choice. You have no choice, or are you in your heart, there is only one choice?"

Faced with the confrontation between the two fathers and sons, Yuan Sufei couldn't insert it. This is not something she can handle. For the distance, she has already died completely.

Half-sounding, the distance was only screaming, and the old face was ashamed. "Mu Qiao, can you give Dad a little money, you know, I have your little girl to raise."

He opened his thin lips and flashed a sneer smile, as if he had heard something funny. "Little girl? Oh, my sister is good at eating and drinking, and it is very comfortable. You don't need to raise it!"

"You know, I am not talking about small words." The seat was awkward and the expression became very unnatural.

"There is only one daughter in the family. I am only a sister, and I am only a sister. My mother gave birth to us. Mr. Xi, you told me, where is my other sister, huh?"

"Mu Qiao, Dad really has no way to go, will come back to find you."

Xi Mu Qiao snorted, like a smile, and did not seem to laugh. The deep gaze tightly locked the middle-aged man with a good face, and his face was expressionless. The hand in his trouser pocket was awkward.

"There is no way to go? You forgot who made us go nowhere in the past? You want to throw a wife and abandon a woman, regardless of the life of me and Xiaoyan, use the five million to save your illegitimate daughter, her life. Is life, my life and Xiaoyan’s life is not life?"

Xi Muqiao clenched his fists tightly, his neck was violent, his eyes were reddish, and he said with a word, "You never know, how much I hate you when you turn your money with you."

The past is vivid, and after fourteen years, the scar has always been difficult to heal. Every time it touches, it will be bloody, affecting the internal organs, causing pain and convulsions.

Yuan Sufei listened to her son's complaint, tears could not help but crawled on the cheeks, she raised her hand to cover her eyes, tears poured out from the fingers. For so many years, my son has never mentioned this matter again, but she knows that the pain in his heart did not stop for a moment.

When the police came back with him and Xiaoyan, the boy who loved to laugh from a young age, like crazy, turned the photos of all the seats in the house out and shredded, then hid in the attic for three days, who knocked at the door. Not open.

When he came out, the whole person was dead and frightened and she and the old lady.

The old lady also personally contacted the psychiatrist. After being treated for half a year, Xi Muqiao slowly improved. However, she began to feel depressed for a while, and she did not speak all day. She was scared that she thought her son had depression.

Looking at the hate in the eyes of Xi Muqiao, Yuan Sufei’s eyes were hurt, and the distance was too far-fetched. Xi Muqiao’s ‘hate’, which gnawed his teeth like a sharp knife, made him pale and his body swayed. He didn't know that they hated him so much.

"There are five million in this card, give you two choices, and contact the woman, or you take the money, don't take another step in the future, don't let me see you again." A bank card is played between the fingers, and the face is calm, but the palm of your hand is wet.

He is betting that in the heart of Xi Xi, in the end, Xiao San and the illegitimate daughter are important, or he and Xiao Yan are important, he has to bet the last time.

The last blood color on the face of the seat disappeared. He didn't want to give up any party, but at this moment, Mu Qiao's attitude made him have to make a choice.

Looking at the erratic eyes of the seat, Xi Muqiao tightened the five fingers of the bank card, and the palm of his hand was hurt, and his heart hurt.

The whole living room was very quiet. It seemed that the time had passed for a long time. After a long time in the lungs of Xi Muqiao, the oxygen was not enough to start to burst into pain. The voice of the seat finally sounded. "I choose money."

Xi Muqiao’s palms were loose, and the whole figure was exhausted. He was full of softness. His eyes were full of ridicule, mixed with despair, and his voice could not hear emotions. “From now on, you and the family no longer have Don't let me see you any relationship!"

The seat was also standing cold, and he saw the despair in the eyes of Xi Muqiao, the kind of eyes that made him sting.

"Let's go, don't let Grandma see you." Xi Muqiao's eyes were low and covered the scarlet in the depths of his eyes.

"Mu Qiao, Dad is sorry for you and Xiao Yan." Xi Wei trembled and took the bank card, turning the moment, the back of the good Xiang bent a few degrees.

Xi Muqiao did not say anything, and looked blankly at him as he disappeared at the door of the house, his eyes were damp. After all, he still gave up his and his children for the woman’s child.

Just like fourteen years ago, the same people, the same five million, have the same choice.