You Are My Rare Passion

"Dad!" Xie Wenhui screamed, his face changed drastically, he stepped forward a few steps, and shouted in panic, "Dad, what are you talking about? I am your only son!"

"What about the only son?" Mr. Xie sneered, "I'm not dead yet, you and your daughter are thinking about my property, I can't afford a son like you!"

"Dad, Dad, you can't do this..." Xie Wenhui's voice trembled, and he looked at Mrs. Xie and begged: "Mom, please persuade Dad!"

The old lady Xie was also taken aback, and quickly persuaded the old man Xie: "My wife, the child is disobedient, you teach it slowly, how can you sever the relationship?"

Mr. Xie looked at her in a blink of an eye, with gloomy eyes: "I, Xie Guang, have kept what I said in my life. I spit on each other and never contradict what I said. If I say sever the relationship, I will sever the relationship. If you don't want him, we will divorce. You go Live with him!"

The old lady Xie was frightened.

She is so old, if she divorces her wife, won't she be laughed at?

She took a look at Xie Wenhui and didn't speak any more. She thought to herself, how can the biological father and son just say that breaking off the relationship means breaking off the relationship?

Now my wife is angry, and everything she says is angry.

When his wife calmed down, she would persuade him again, and he would definitely change his mind.

Seeing that Mrs. Xie did not speak for him anymore, Xie Wenhui was frightened out of her wits.

He is just a good-for-nothing, he can't do anything, and he is still gnawing at the old man until now.

If Mr. Xie cuts off ties with him, how will he live in the future?

Qin Huilan was also terrified.

She wanted to be the mistress of the Xie family in the future, but she didn't want to be the poor wretch who was kicked out by the Xie family.

She hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Dad, calm down, your pupils are still small, ignorant, talking nonsense, Wen Hui and I don't think so, right Wen Hui?"

"Yes yes yes," Xie Wenhui nodded repeatedly, "Dad, Huilan is right, I don't think so, Huilan and I failed to give you a grandson to inherit the incense of Xie's family, it was me and Huilan who were wrong, Yunlin and Xiaofei inherit the Xie family, Huilan and I have no objections at all."

He really wanted to take the entire Xie family as his own.

But old man Xie is stubborn, he would rather not recognize his son than hand over the Xie family to him, what can he do?

Staying at Xie's house, Xie Yunlin and Xie Jinfei ate meat, so he could still drink broth.

After leaving Xie's house, he can only drink northwest wind.

"Regret?" Mr. Xie raised his eyebrows and sneered, "It's too late!"

The old man glared at the butler: "Did you call a lawyer?"

The old housekeeper nodded quickly: "I called, the lawyer will be here soon."

When Xie Wenhui heard this, he suddenly changed his face, and slapped Xie Motong fiercely: "Xie Motong! Why are you so young? What nonsense are you talking about to make your grandpa angry? Why don't you hurry up and give it to your grandpa?" Apologize, let your grandpa forgive us?"

Xie Wenhui was furious, this slap was merciless, and a slap mark appeared on Xie Motong's face soon.

Xie Motong was stunned.

Although her parents had always hoped for a son so that they could inherit the Xie family's property, they spoiled her and her younger sister and never beat her.

This is the first time she has been beaten.

She clutched her sore cheek in a daze, Qin Huilan pinched her hard, "Tongtong, why are you still standing there? Why don't you kneel down and apologize to your grandfather?"

Another sharp pain came from his waist, and Xie Motong suddenly came back to his senses.