Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

Chapter 144: Master, are you secretly stepping in?

Old man Duan was so angry that blood surged crazily above his head!

That Bai Chuwei claimed that Bai Chu was her aunt, but who looked exactly like her aunt?

But... this explanation is also reasonable, otherwise who can look the same for twenty years? Without any aging? Can only be convinced that Bai Chuwei is Bai Chu's niece.

But this always makes Old Man Duan feel that there is something abnormal.

But if Bai Chuwei is really Bai Chu's niece, wouldn't this generation be a mess?

His third brother once liked the aunt Bai Chu, and his younger brother liked his niece?

too messy!

Duan Feihan's tone was indifferent: "Father, the third brother will marry Miss Tong immediately."

Professor Zhao saw that there was something wrong and took the initiative to change the subject with a smile: "Old man, your third son is preparing for the wedding, and your second daughter is abroad. Why didn't you see your eldest son?"

Speaking of the eldest son, Old Man Duan's face is even worse.

"Duan Xiuhao went to see his son."

Zhao Guangming was confused: "His son? Hoshino said hello to me just now."

Duan Feihan picked up the transparent umbrella, walked outside, and at the same time dropped a sentence: "illegal son."

Zhao Guangming: "..." Your Duan family is really complicated...

Haicheng People's Hospital

Duan Xiuhao's eyes were red, and he sent away the teachers from Henghua No. 1 Middle School who had come to visit.

Duan Xiuhao cautiously opened the door and walked in. At a glance, he saw Xu Xingchen lying in the hospital bed.

Xu Xingchen was lying on the hospital bed like a dead fish. A small part of his silky ink hair was burned by lightning, and his hair was a little curled, and his neck was burned by lightning. The one he was infusing His hands were outside the bedding, and his red eyes looked straight at the ceiling.

He was struck by lightning.

Xu Xingchen was full of thoughts, why did he happen to be struck by lightning?

Hearing the footsteps, Xu Xingchen turned his head and looked at Duan Xiuhao, his voice trembled suddenly: "Dad."

That "dad" was full of infinite grievances, and Duan Xiuhao felt extremely uncomfortable.

This is his son, his proudest son!

Xu Xingchen murmured: "Dad, I have nothing left, my mother is going to jail, my grandfather, uncle and uncle don't recognize me, and I have to lie in the hospital."

Xu Xingchen tugged at the corners of his dry mouth, mocking himself: "Dad, I have no home."

The five words "I have no home" instantly hit Duan Xiuhao's heart!

The more Duan Xiuhao listened to, the more saddened he was. He was also his son. Why would Duan Xingye be able to live in good clothes from birth? But Xingchen can only sneak with Xu Li, living like a mouse in a stinking ditch?

Duan Xiuhao held Xu Xingchen's hand, his eyes were firm, and his tone was excited and promised: "Xingchen, don't worry, even if your grandfather doesn't agree, Dad will take you back to Duan's house!"

He wants to give this son a home.

*

Before it dawned, Cao Yushu was stunned by the gluttonous scent and woke up at half past five.

It is estimated that his dad practiced cooking in the kitchen. Cao Yushu thought he grew up from snack food, and he had never smelled such a fragrant fragrance.

The housekeeper knocked on the door and came in: "Master, is it hungry to see the light in your room?"

Cao Yushu's face was reddened with a smile, and he nodded with a smile. He quickly got up to wash, and went to have breakfast with the housekeeper. Just passing by the height sticker in the bedroom, Cao Yushu stared at him for a while, and walked up in a ghostly manner:

"Butler, help me see how tall I am now."

Who in the whole Cao family doesn't know the 165cm Cao Yushu?

The housekeeper looked at the horizontal line on the height meter and pushed the reading glasses, his eyes suddenly became weird, "Master, are you sneaking on your feet?"

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