That Scumbag is Going To Heaven

Chapter 969

Xi Qinghuan is similar to Xi's father Xiao. It can be seen that Xi's father is also a rare beautiful man. As a successful person, he has a handsome face that can't see his actual age. He shows the strength of a successful man before he raises his hands and feet, which is full of fatal attraction to the little girls. Even if Xi's father is old enough to be his own father, many little girls are still excited.

The mobile phone that fell on the carpet was picked up. The owner who picked up the mobile phone had a pair of very good-looking hands. His fingers were slender and pointed like bamboo shoots. In addition, his skin was as white as curd, which looked like a good work of art.

Xi Fu's favorite is this pair of hands, which he will hold in his hands during leisure.

This time, Xi Fu was not interested.

The hands came from behind, slid down from the shoulders and disappeared from the collar. Finally, they deliberately teased Xi Fu in front of his chest, like playing the piano.

"What's the matter? Isn't ah Huan willing? Why?" the soft voice whispered with grievances. "Does ah Huan have any misunderstanding about me? I just want to help him. Why should he be angry?"

"Why don't I call ah Huan and explain?"

Xi's father sat expressionless and let the lover behind him tease him until the other party finished. Xi's father pulled out his hands swimming in front of his chest, got up and looked down at the woman wearing only a thin suspender skirt, "Tang Jie, you dare to disturb ah Huan again. Since I can hold you to heaven, I can also step you into the mud."

He knew his son very well. As long as he didn't step on his bottom line, he took a faint look at many things and never felt at ease.

He must also know that he won't mention a word as long as he doesn't disturb his life and disturb him.

This time, the language was sharp. Obviously, someone carried him behind his back and disturbed his life.

Son, it's his bottom line. A thing wants to touch?

court death!

Xi's father always valued his only son. He hurt the root and could not have a second child. Whoever hurt Xi Qinghuan was equivalent to hurting his life. The beloved mistress thought she could take the opportunity to get on the top. She didn't think about it and fell from the clouds in the twinkling of an eye.

Xi Qinghuan received a call from Xi's father again. On the phone, she told her that the Secretary surnamed Tang would not disturb him and had been fired. She asked Xi Qinghuan if she was a little happier.

Happy?

Xi Qinghuan tugged at the corners of his mouth, showing a trace of sneer. "Just be happy. Don't care if I'm happy. That's your life. Just enjoy it."

"I'm angry again. Dad knows I'm wrong. Dad is now in nanprovince. You can't come to pick you up when you come back. Let your mother arrange for the driver to come. Call dad when you arrive. Don't always let me catch up with you. Rest early. Dad still has something to deal with. Good night, son."

Xi's father didn't expect to coax his son. He just told Xi Qinghuan that in his heart, his son is always the first and no one can shake him.

But for Xi Qinghuan, it is not so important.

In the bedroom, Lu Zhian is packing. The half closed bedroom door is pushed open. Xi Qinghuan stands at the door and stops.

Lu Shian straightened up and said with a smile, "have you gone out for a walk? Have you put everything away?"

"There's nothing to clean up. How about you?" Xi Qinghuan came in. It seemed that there was a slight estrangement between them.