"Do you know what this is called? This is called psychological distortion, called psychological abnormality, do you understand?"
"You..." Old Mrs. Li was so angry that she covered her chest and gasped, her face flushed red.
Su Qiao rolled his eyes and said, "What do you mean by you? If you don't let your wife breastfeed again and disturb me again, I will call the police immediately. Do you believe it?"
"Mom, can you please stop yelling? You keep yelling all day long, don't you think I'm annoying enough?"
Finally, a man's impatient voice came from the room over there.
Su Qiao curled his lips in disdain.
He is really a coward who only dares to act arrogantly at home. Even after she scolded him so loudly, he didn't dare to come out.
Old Mrs. Li was very unwilling, but her son was angry, so she could only glare at Su Qiao fiercely and went back to the house with gritted teeth.
444 was stunned: Host, your fighting ability... is amazing!
It is said that an old lady’s fighting power is equal to that of ten married women.
But the fighting power of its host... I guess even ten old ladies wouldn't be able to resist it.
I really didn't expect that its host would be so ferocious when it really gets angry.
It’s really... It’s so fucking cool.
"Sister Su..."
Lu Han pushed open the door, which was not closed tightly, and looked at the girl in white silk pajamas, standing on the balcony carpet with her hands on her hips, with a twitching mouth.
I didn't expect...she has such a fierce side.
This way of cursing in public is really... interesting.
Su Qiao didn't feel embarrassed even though he saw her. She put on her slippers and went back into the house angrily.
"Humph, I'm so angry. All he does is abuse and exploit his daughter-in-law and granddaughter all day long. He doesn't even consider what kind of person his own son is. If it were me, I would kick this kind of man out with one kick."
"Also, isn't it the man who decides whether to have a boy or a girl
He himself is incapable of giving birth to a son, yet he has the nerve to come out and make a fuss about it, and he doesn’t feel ashamed at all.”
Lu Han handed her the transparent glass in his hand: "Sister Su, don't be angry, come, have a drink of water."
After cursing for a while, Su Qiao actually felt a little thirsty.
After taking it, he raised his head and drank it in one gulp, then stuffed the cup back into his hand:
"Phew, this is so annoying. I finally got some inspiration and wanted to draw a few designs tonight, but I was interrupted by this weird mother and son."
Hearing this, Lu Han hesitated for a moment: "How about... you go to my room to draw?"
After saying this, Lu Han felt a little regretful.
But it's not a good time to regret.
I could only continue: "Although I don't have a balcony, I have a bay window. You can sit on the bay window and paint."
"That's fine."
Su Qiao was more than happy to do so. He quickly packed up and moved his computer to the next room.
Lu Han’s room is not big, only about 20 square meters.
It was simple and clean, with gray as the main color. Su Qiao took a quick look and sat down on the gray sponge mat by the bay window.
There just happened to be a small table on top where I could put my computer.
Next, the two got along well, one sitting at the computer desk reading materials, and the other sitting on the bay window drawing.
Until a cell phone rang suddenly.
Su Qiao habitually took out his cell phone from his pajamas pocket, opened it without even looking at it, and kept his eyes on the computer: "Hello, who is this?"
"Qiao Qiao, it's me, I'm back."
The joyful and deep male voice suddenly interrupted Su Qiao's train of thought and brought her back to reality.
She frowned slightly: "Who?"
The man's voice was a little anxious: "As for me, I just went abroad for further studies for a month. You won't forget about me, right?"
Su Qiao flipped through the memories in his mind and soon came across a gentle white figure.