"Saori! Have you attacked your future husband?" The lord's eyes fell on the blood-stained streamer, and he said sternly, "Do you know that in Japan, women need to be absolutely obedient to their husbands!"
"Obey? My mother can't obey, so how can I?!" Su Wanqing gritted her teeth, a ruthless look flashed in her eyes, she held a bloody streamer in her hand and pointed at the lord.
Speaking of Su Jiuge, the lord's face suddenly darkened, and he shouted angrily: "You are evil, you mother and daughter are evil!"
Su Wanqing sneered and looked at this old man with inconvenient legs and feet arrogantly, the ridicule in the corner of his eyes was unmistakable.
"It's because of chauvinist pigs like you that my mother's tragedy happened. Do you think I will make the same mistake again?"
"Do you think I don't know anything, old man? You killed my father and forced my mother to jump into the sea and have plastic surgery!"
The lord was furious, picked up the crutch, and threw it in the direction of Su Wanqing.
Unfortunately, he was old and his accuracy was not very good. The crutches were thrown onto the glass cabinet at the back, making a loud "crackling" sound.
"Who allowed you to say that? Is it Jiuzi? She is my adopted daughter and can only be mine. Don't yell at me just because she looks exactly like her!"
The sixty-year-old man roared at the top of his lungs, and his wrinkled face became distorted.
He was in very bad health and would start having asthma spasms when he got excited, which was extremely painful.
"Lord Lord!"
A green light suddenly flashed in the room, and the ninja puppet who was hiding in the darkness suddenly appeared. She quickly took out a medicine bottle from the drawer and placed it in front of the lord's nose.
The octogenarian took two deep breaths, and then his convulsing body gradually calmed down and his asthma subsided.
From Su Wanqing's perspective, she could see the pale green look on the old man's face.
With just one glance, she knew that his body was very weak, he was suffering from serious diseases, and he had been using precious medicinal materials to survive.
The reason why he was so anxious to ask Hoshino Huang to go to City
But - the words he yelled at her in anger just now made her very concerned.
Puppet Ji was busy helping the old man hang up his life. She was so worried that she didn't even notice that Su Wanqing had slowly walked to the desk.
What is placed on the desk is a photo album, which is very thick. If you flip through it at will, you will find photos of your mother, Su Jiuge.
There are everything from childhood to girlhood, and many of them are photos of the lord and his mother in their prime.
From the photo, she could see that the lord looked at her mother with a fascination that transcended the relationship between father and daughter. Although it was deeply hidden, she was still keenly caught.
No one is more familiar with this look than Su Wanqing. During the more than a year that she lived in the Luo family villa, Luo Mingxuan stared at her day and night...
Puppet Girl grimaced, took out a kunai, and said coldly to Su Wanqing: "Miss Saori, if you hurt the lord again, don't blame me for being rude!"
Even though the lord was angry, he still stretched out his hand and placed it on Puppet Girl's wrist. His white eyes were full of restraint.
"Lord!" Puppet Ji said anxiously, her eyes falling on Su Wanqing's blood-stained streamer, and said, "Miss Shazhi has been in China for many years and has no friendship with you. Why do you still protect her so much?