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Chapter 7 Don't be angry, we are not rare!

The old lady was stunned. This gold-worshiping woman really dared to speak?

And in front of your son?

Xia Milk Candy is not only able to speak, she was worried that she could not make Shao Sirong disgusted and immediately bombarded her away!

Xia Miantang tried her best to make herself look unpleasant and rich: "Mom, have you considered it? I'll give you the bank card account?"

The old lady was overjoyed. How could such a woman make her son fall in love with her?

The old lady calmed down her mind and smiled softly: "Would you take this kind of woman who only cares about your money?"

The cold-blooded and ruthless Niuhulu Sirong smiled without being angry when he heard this: "Don't you want to send her money? Isn't this just what you want?"

Summer milk candy: "…"

The old lady was also stunned, okay, this beast son, has a wife forgotten her mother?

"Brother, I want to eat meat too."

At this time, the three-year-old son in the old lady's arms stared at the steak that was forked in Shao Sirong's hand and drooled.

The old lady immediately brought the steak in front of Shao Sirong to her for her younger son to eat, but the next second, Niuhulu Sirong, who had never enjoyed any affection and naturally did not want to give it back, took back the steak and continued to feed the little sucking in her arms.

A ruthless handsome face is full of inhumane indifference.

The youngest son is not only a small man, but also a little timid. His big black eyes glanced at Shao Sirong's gloomy face and burst into tears in an instant.

The old lady felt very distressed and immediately yelled at Shao Sirong: "It's just a plate of meat, so what if you give it to your brother? Is this your brother, and you can't compare to a pheasant woman?"

Shao Sirong sneered.

He looked down at the belly of the little thing in his arms, pressed his palm against her belly with warm palms, and rubbed it twice: "Isn't my son hungry?"

The old lady followed Shao Sirong's movements and looked at Xia Miantang's belly. When she thought of a sinister who would compete for family property with her younger son, her face suddenly became dark.

"I will never allow this pheasant woman to enter!"

"Ha~~" This is Shao Sirong's response.

He seemed to hate the child's crying and frowned: "Cry again, chop and feed the dog!"

The little son cried out so much that he stopped crying. The little child looked frightened and pitiful. He put his little arm around the old lady's neck, and his voice twitched: "Mom, go home, go home, brother is so scary."

The old lady glared at Shao Sirong, and he actually murdered his own brother?

This inhuman beast is indeed no longer her son!

The only one who can be counted on now is probably the younger son!

The old lady held her younger son and coaxed her with all her favors. She wished she could throw all her maternal love on her younger son: "Don't cry, don't cry, my little baby, will my mother take you to eat meat?"

Seeing the old lady leaving with her brother in her arms, a dark look flashed across Niu Hulu Sirong's handsome face, which had always been expressionless.

It is obviously past the age of needing maternal love...

Shao Sirong forced himself to remain indifferent and was trying to suppress the violent rage in his heart. Suddenly, a little arm fell behind him, patting his back with a soothing movement.

"Don't be angry, not everyone is worthy of being a parent! We don't care!"

Shao Sirong's biting eyes looked down at the little meme who was trying to soothe his manic mood, and his eyes were severally complicated.

Xia Milk Candy feels distressed.

This big guy is obviously so handsome, why isn’t he favored by his own mother!
Chapter completed!
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