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Chapter 8 What should I do if my brother loves me too much? (8)

Crispy and loud.

The boy's head was slapped by Xu's mother.

The white neck drew a graceful curve, like a white angel with folded wings, falling.

The long and cold black eyelashes cast two fan-shaped shadows under the delicate skin of the eyelids, trembling with a slight fragility of the butterfly wings.

The corners of the bright red lips broke in an instant, and the beautiful bright red lines overflowed...

Xu stretched out his tongue and licked it.

The slight pain is accompanied by the smell of...the smell of blood.

Sweet, bright red, bloody.

It makes people excited from their bones to their blood.

After Xu's mother slapped her, she still felt unhappy and stretched out her crystal nails she made before attending the banquet with her fragrant hair today, hoping to poke the boy's forehead—

"Xuote, our Xu family kindly adopts you. That's how you take care of your sister? Why did Nuonuo commit suicide by cutting his wrist? Why didn't you watch her?"

Every word and sentence reveals the sharpest cold light that is hidden in the cotton, hurting people invisibly.

Even if he was cursing people, the wealthy mistress of the Xu family's chaebol still had that arrogant attitude. He would not be as disgusting as a shrew in the world, but would make the ignorant person feel...

If such a noble and elegant lady is furious, it must be the boy who was angry and blamed by her that did what made her angry.

The corners of his lips showed a sarcastic smile, and the most profound irony was revealed in the exquisiteness of gold.

Xu's mother questioned with a tough attitude, and couldn't help but raise her hand again-

"Okay, Shuyuan, Xun is just an 18-year-old child, even younger than Nono. Don't blame him too much. Nono's wrist cuts his wrist and commits suicide... it's not his fault." This time, Xu's father was clear-headed and he was about to hold Xu's mother.

He lowered his voice, half consoling and half reminding: "In public, please pay attention to the influence."

Xu's mother, who was worried that her daughter would not know what she was in the operating room to rescue her life and death, was immediately furious when she heard Xu's father's words!

"Xu Shiming, don't think I don't know which little lover you just crawled off from the bed!" She patted Xu's father's hand, and when she scolded him, she was always full of arrogance with the rich wife. "If it weren't... you wouldn't care about Nuonuo's life or death!"

Xu's father's face changed.

He actually let go of his hand and didn't dare to speak anymore.

Confronting Xu's father, he successfully spoke speechlessly. Xu's mother's anger was miraculously relieved.

However, her delicately drawn eyes were still circling and looking at the boy's beautiful drooping eyebrows.

The eyes seemed to be harshed, making people thrilled.

In fact, Xu's mother suspected that Xu was Xu's illegitimate son outside Xu's father, otherwise why was it so coincidental that it was him?

But what came to mind...

Xu's mother gradually calmed down her anger.

At this time, the operating room door opened and the doctor wearing a pure white sterile suit walked out.

Xu's mother stepped forward and said, "Doctor, how about my daughter?"

In his words and expressions, his earnest concern for his daughter's promises is not like false intentions.

The arrogant and arrogant noble lady of the wealthy family was just a mother who cared about her children in the world.

"Mrs. Xu, you know that Qianjin's blood type is special. There are only 30 cases of Hh blood type in Mumbai in the country. The last operation was almost exhausted in Mumbai's Hh blood type stored in the blood bank of our hospital..."

"How much more is needed?" Xu's mother asked.

“400CC.”

400CC, the maximum amount of a normal person's single blood draw.

Going further up, life will be in danger.

At this time, Xu's mother fully demonstrated the calm and self-sustaining style of a wealthy mistress.

The slender jade fingers, facing the young man who was leaning against the snow-white wall, without hesitation—
Chapter completed!
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