Chapter 83 You don't have this ability

Shi Han smiled suddenly and raised the kettle on the table. His meaning was obvious.

Shi Yin gritted her teeth. It was inconvenient for her to speak in front of so many people, so she walked to the kettle and poured water.

She personally placed the cup of water in front of Shi Han, and then poured another cup for Shi Zheng.

Shi Han smiled and turned the cup in his hand, his eyes unfathomable.

Shi Zheng rested for a while and regained some consciousness. He suddenly felt that he understood Bai Wanjun.

Such a daughter is too difficult to teach, what's the point of having her?

"Dad, drink some water." Shi Yin raised the cup obediently.

Compared with Shi Han’s just bad behavior, Shi Yin’s behavior was like that of an angel.

Shi Zheng thought, as expected, the one who was raised by me is different.

If you want him, he will hurt you.

Shi Zheng took the cup of water. He had just vomited all over the floor and there was an unpleasant odor on his body.

Shi Yin retreated almost imperceptibly and held her breath.

If she didn't have to rely on the Shi family now, how could she be so humble and take care of Shi Zheng.

She must marry Zhou Jinyang to get out of this situation.

In order to hide her disgust, Shi Yin stood up and went to get a wet towel, "Dad, wipe it."

"Okay." Shi Zheng said angrily.

Shi Zheng gasped and called her, "Wait for me."

Shi Han stopped walking.

He was so anxious that his face turned blue. "I have already talked to the president of the university and I will transfer your high school enrollment to him in two days."

"If you have the guts, turn around." Shi Han didn't even turn his head, but waved his hand.

That unhappy look made Shi Zheng so angry that he started coughing.

His own daughter repeatedly challenged his authority.

He even maliciously wanted to transfer Shi Han's academic record to the third-rate university he had just joined.

But Shi Zheng knew that Shi Han’s poor academic qualifications would affect the Shi family, and most importantly, the old man would not let him go.

I thought about this idea.

Shi Zheng pointed at Shi Han's back angrily, "Look at her, she's really pissing me off to death!"

"Dad, don't be angry. My sister is just too tired today."

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Every time Shi Yin starts her sentence with "Dad, don't be angry..." He is tired of hearing this.

Shi Zhengxian didn't want to hear this anymore, so she waved her hand and said, "Go upstairs and have a rest."

Shi Yinxiao didn't want to stay here any longer and nodded.

Shi Zheng became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. At this moment, the butler came in with a long box.

Shi Zheng's eyes lit up, and he remembered his painting of Autumn Leaves by Han Shan.

Ten million!

It was not easy to snatch it from someone else.

He opened it carefully and stroked it lightly with an intoxicated look on his face.

Shi Zheng took his own magnifying glass and observed the details of the painting bit by bit.

"Good, really good, the painting is powerful and full of ink. It is a rare good painting."

A man sat in the living room talking to himself for an hour, and his anger had long been forgotten.

Shi Han finished his shower, came down to drink milk, and casually glanced at the painting.

Shi Zhengzheng praised, "This stroke is so well done, it makes Hanshan come alive, and this powerful stroke even depicts the desolation of autumn leaves..."

Shi Han: “…”

She listened curiously and looked at the painting carefully.

As time went on, her eyes became darker and darker.

Although this painting is fake, it is so realistic that it is indistinguishable from the real thing.

Shi Zheng's neck ached. He twisted his neck slightly but saw Shi Han. His face darkened instantly. "Why are you not going back to your room? Look how sensible your sister is. I asked her to go back to her room to rest, but she never came down. Why don't you learn from her?"

"..." Shi Han turned his little face back with a look of disgust, "Don't you know that you vomited when you came back? It smells."

"...Shi Han——" Shi Zheng's eyes were filled with tears, "How could I give birth to a daughter like you? Not only is she sterile, but she also has no filial piety at all. What's the point of raising you?"

"I didn't ask you to support me." Shi Han now felt immune to such words. If he didn't care, he wouldn't be hurt.

She shrugged. "Besides, you certainly won't give birth to a daughter like me, because you don't have the ability to give birth."

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(End of this chapter)