Nan Feng Xiao stepped back abruptly, clenched his hands into fists, and snarled, "You are not allowed to mention my father, what right do you have to mention him in front of me?"
Nan Feng Xiao's eyes reddened, like that, he wanted to beat Su Ping.
Cold tears slid down her cheeks, Su Ping heard her heart being hit by a shot from the south wind, it was gradually broken down and broken into a mess.
She was not qualified. In the past, she was not even qualified to speak to Nan Fengxiao.
Now, she became his mother, even if he was unwilling, she couldn't change it.
In order to save him, she almost lost her life.
"I have no right to mention him." At this point, Su Ping had a smile in her eyes, as if the man in question was standing in front of her.
"A Xiao, you saw with your own eyes your father being killed by your own mother, how could you let go of everything so calmly, you..."
"Stop talking, she's not my mother, no!" Nan Fengxiao pushed Su Ping away, hugged her head, and rushed into her bedroom desperately, closed the door, and locked it.
Su Ping stood at the door and heard a violent noise coming from the room. Su Ping was already crying. She covered her mouth and didn't let herself make any noise.
A Xiao, even if I am not your mother, but, for so many years, I have regarded you as my own child.
Sorry, kid, you have to sacrifice yourself for revenge.
Su Ping raised her eyes and looked at the sky not far away, spitting out two words from her pale lips.
Tangmen!
…
Mo Xiangyang looked at the newspaper seriously, and Mo Fei was standing in front of her, but as soon as Mo Fei entered the door, Mo Xiangyang never looked up at her at all.
Murphy stood there, both hands churning nervously.
"father."
Unable to bear the cold violence of Mo Xiangyang, Mo Fei boldly called Mo Xiangyang.
Mo Xiangyang glanced at his daughter pitifully, then put down the newspaper in his hands, put his hands on his chest, and stared at her.
"Go ahead, dad listen!"
Mo Xiangyang asked directly, and Mofei paled, unable to say a word for a long time.
What did she say about what happened last night
"Don't tell me?" Mo Xiangyang stood up, even if he was over half a hundred years old, the stern temperament he had experienced throughout his life still made it difficult for Mo Fei to breathe.
"Don't tell me that you are with Lu Qiyou. It is purely an accident that you will appear with Nan Fengxiao. If you still want to be my daughter, please explain it clearly to me. Don't tell me, get out of the Mo family immediately, I won't do it again. Look for you."
Mo Xiangyang roared sternly, and Morphy was so frightened that her body trembled. She grabbed the sleeve of Mo Xiangyang's shirt, and her tears fell.
"Dad, I said, can I explain it?"
Dad is going to drive her away again? It's exactly the same as three years ago!
Mo Xiangyang controlled his temper, "Okay, I listen to you."
"I..." Murphy remembered what Nan Fengxiao said to her in the morning, "I was in a bad mood yesterday, and accidentally drank more. I was afraid that I would frighten the child when I came back, so I asked Nan Fengxiao to take me. Go to him."
"You asked to go there yourself?" Mo Xiangyang didn't believe it.
Yesterday, Lu Qiyou called back and said that Nan Fengxiao had obviously taken her away, who was so drunk and unconscious.
Mo Fei nodded with a guilty conscience. At this time, she still didn't want Nan Feng Xiao to be hurt.
She really loved him deeply enough.
"That you… "
What Mo Xiangyang wanted to ask, Murphy already knew, and Murphy shook his head quickly, saying that nothing happened.
"Really?" As soon as Mo Xiangyang grasped his daughter's hand, his old face was wrinkled in different shades, and he became much older overnight.
Murphy choked and nodded obediently.