Chapter 87
by the Su family, and Qin's family crisis could be resolved. But unexpectedly, before we could solve the trouble, an even bigger trouble came."Thank you, Mr. Liu, for letting me know!" Old Master Qin...Chapter 87
The sharp pain coming from his wrist made Qin Dayong instantly sober up a few points, he cried out in pain: "You bastard, let go of me!"
Hearing Qin Dayong's cry of pain, Zhou Y cu i and Qin Xicai came to their senses.
"Yang Chen, let go quickly!" Qin Xi said anxiously.
"Yang Chen, I order you to throw this bastard out right now, or don't even think about living in this house." Zhou Yucui also said angrily.
"Mom, Dad's just drunk. He wouldn't act this way if he wasn't. You know he's not like this usually, don't you"
Qin Xi said angrily, then looked at Yang Chen: "Don't listen to Mom! Quickly help me take Dad into the room."
Yang Chen nodded slightly and let go of Qin Dayong's wrist.
Pain does indeed have a sobering effect. Although Qin Dayong still had some drunken stupor, he was clearly much clearer. He glared coldly at Yang Chen: "Even you, a waste, dare to touch me Just wait!"
Qin Dayong uttered a harsh remark and shakily returned to his room.
"Yang Chen, you are really something! You just moved into this family today, and you want to toast with me. If I keep you around, won't you replace me as the head of the family someday"
Zhou Y cuì was very angry at this time, pointing her finger at the door and shouting: “Get out of here, and don’t ever think about staying in this house again.”
Yang Chen held back his anger, but for the sake of Qin Xi and Xiaoxiao, he could only endure it.
"Mom, what do you want"
Qin Xi burst into tears: "You're making a scene with your dad, and you still think the house isn't chaotic enough"
"Little Xi, Mom is doing this for your own good. I don't want you to follow in my footsteps! Look at your father, back then I didn't mind marrying into the Qin family. What happened Not only was he not well-received by the family, but now he drinks all day and even hits me!"
Zhou Yucui's face indeed had a slap mark. At this moment, she said excitedly: "Mom just wants you to marry a rich man and wants to live a good life with you. Is there anything wrong with that"
"But he is still Xiao Xiao's father! My husband!" Qin Xi said, her eyes red.
"Xiao Xiao is your daughter, but you are also my daughter! My love is selfish, I just want you to be well!"
Zhou Yucui cried even harder: "You gave birth to a daughter for him, and you stayed as a widow for five years. Does he know how you've been these past years Does he deserve to be Xiaoxiao's father Does he deserve to be your husband No! He doesn't deserve it!"
Zhou Y Cuai wept bitterly, her emotions were extremely agitated.
Yang Chen stood there dumbfounded, speechless. All he could think about was Zhou Yucui's words: He doesn't deserve it!
Qin Xi glanced at Yang Chen, her heart filled with compassion. She wanted to tell everyone that Yang Chen was not useless, but a great hero who protected his home and country, but she couldn't say anything.
At night, Yang Chen slept in the storage room. Although it was only four or five square meters and he had to sleep on the floor, Yang Chen felt that it was countless times more comfortable than living in the Yunfeng Peak, which was worth hundreds of millions.
Because my wife and daughter's rooms are right next door.
"Mom, you lied!" Xiaoxiao saw Qin Xi鑽 into the blankets and suddenly said with a wronged face.
"Huh" Qin Xi asked, puzzled. "When did your mother ever lie to you"
"Didn't you say, Dad is going to live with us" Xiaoxiao's eyes were already wet, she was about to cry.
"Mom didn't lie to you, he's in the room next door to us."
"Daddy, why are you sleeping in the next room Xiaoxiao wants Daddy to hug her to sleep. Mommy, can I go call Daddy over, okay"
"Daddy is too tired from work today and has already fallen asleep. Let's not disturb him, okay"
"No! I want Daddy! I want Daddy!"
Xiao Xiao suddenly burst into tears.here are all sorts of things you wouldn't expect to see. Such a mother…"This old woman is simply unfit to be a mother. If I had such a mother, I would have disowned her long ago.The murmur of the cro...