The loud voice instantly lit up the living room. Su Motang stood up abruptly, with a cold face, and rushed forward. His tall figure approached Mu Xue and shouted coldly.
"Su Muxue, don't be too arrogant."
Su Yingying covered her burning face and cried in her father's arms. Her aggrieved and weak look was completely different from the look she had just mentioned when she talked about Muxue.
Su Motang looked at his daughter who was beaten red, and the anger in his chest suddenly surged. He raised his hand and slapped Muxue with a snap.
shouted angrily.
"Sure enough, she is a bitch just like your mother."
Muxue's eyes widened, as if she were shocked, and she looked up at her father, with tears falling in large drops, while Su Motang just looked at Su Yingying with distress and held her tightly in his arms.
"How is it? Does it hurt? Don't worry, it will be fine after a while."
After saying that,
It also blew gently.
Those distressed eyes and considerate actions clearly showed him to be a kind father, but when faced with his other daughter—Muxue—he just...
Mu Xue looked at this scene.
My heart aches like a knife, and my mind goes blank. In the past, even if my father treated me badly, he would never speak coldly like this. At least it was normal.
Now,
Why is this happening?
Could it be that she is his daughter?
"Dad~~~" Su Yingying looked at Muxue's sad look, and the pride in her eyes almost leaked out, "Dad, Su Muxue has really gone too far. How could she hit me, thinking she has caught a rich man?
"
"snort--"
Su Motang snorted heavily, stared at Muxue, and then helped Su Yingying to walk to the sofa. After sitting down, Su Motang applied a hot towel to Su Yingying's face.
…
The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became very suffocating.
After being pretentious, Su Yingying felt that it was not enough, so she stood up while applying a hot towel, gritting her teeth and walked to Mu Xue.
"Tell me, should I slap you back?"
…
Muxue didn't reply coldly. If she dared to hit him, she would dare to fight back. Anyway, if she fought hard, there was nothing to fear.
Su Yingying looked into Muxue's eyes, and suddenly a chill ran down her spine. She suddenly panicked and took two steps back. When she realized her loss of composure, she snorted again, raising her head arrogantly, provocatively.
looked at Muxue.
Muxue didn't want to get entangled with her, so she looked past her and looked at Su Motang, who was angry and cold-eyed, and spoke in a trembling voice.
"Dad...I came here just to ask you, where is my mother now?"
…
Something flashed in Su Yingying's eyes, and she turned to look at Su Motang. Su Motang, who was well-dressed in a black suit, heard Mu Xue's words, and his still vaguely handsome face suddenly became darker.
He stood up abruptly, pointed at Muxue and shouted.
"Don't mention that bitch to me. If it weren't for her, how could I be like this..."
"It's all your fault."
…
Listening to such heart-wrenching words, Mu Xue felt that her heart was numb for a moment. She slowly raised her head and looked at Su Motang's regretful face. The anger in Mu Xue's heart started to burn.
"dad--"
She suddenly raised her head, glared at Su Motang, and asked loudly.
"I just want to ask you, have you ever, sincerely... even a little bit sincerely, loved my mother?"