Chapter 309 314. Come to the door
"Shishi is not here."
This was the first time Han Yixiao heard of Lin Shishi's parents.
"I heard that our Shishi is with the illegitimate son of the Qiao family. We don't agree with this."
Mother Lin said with a proud look on her face that her stepdaughter had grown powerful now and was having an affair with the illegitimate son of the Lin family. If she hadn't heard it from others, she would have had no idea that she was still alive and living so well.
Why is her son dead but she is still alive!
Han's father stood aside with a cowardly look on his face, not saying a word. Occasionally he looked up, but seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"Ma'am, what qualifications do you have to disagree?"
"Who are you to her?"
When Qiao Zixi went downstairs, she happened to hear Lin's mother say the word "illegitimate child".
Hearing the sound, Lin's mother looked up and saw a beautiful and cold woman coming down from upstairs with a baby in her arms.
The look he gave her made her feel inexplicably cold.
Facing this woman, Lin's mother unconsciously softened her expression.
"I'm her mother, why am I not qualified?"
"Her mother? As far as I know, her mother died when she was born, so who are you?"
"I'm her stepmother. A stepmother has qualifications, right?"
"Stepmother, is that the one who kicked her out when she was little, and then brought her back and married off to some random old man when she grew up?"
"As a young girl, you shouldn't slander others. Even though I didn't give her any life, I did raise her with all my heart. I did it for her own good. What's the point of following that illegitimate child? Even though that man is a little old, he's powerful and influential. What's wrong with that?"
After Lin's mother finished speaking confidently, she suddenly remembered that she didn't know who this person was, and asked angrily, "Who are you? This is our family affair, what qualifications do you have to interfere?"
Qiao Zixi held Qiao Qiao and sat on the sofa. Without even looking up, she said calmly, "I am the sister of the illegitimate child you mentioned."
"What, you are the woman who seduced my brother-in-law and was kicked out of the Qiao family?"
Just as Lin's mother finished speaking, Han Yixiao looked over coldly: "Please be careful with your words, or I won't mind smashing your mouth!"
Upon hearing this, Lin's mother was immediately furious and blurted out, "How dare you do this and not let anyone tell you? What if I tell you? You dare to hit me. Is there any law?"
"The law of the king? Even if I kill you now, no one will bother me. In the end times, strength is king!"
“You you…”
When Lin's mother saw that Han Yixiao was really going to do something serious, she was so scared that she became incoherent and ran out in panic.
Only Father Lin was left standing in the living room with an embarrassed look on his face. He moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and turned and left.
When Han Yixiao saw that the two were scared away by him, he frowned and said nothing.
This stepmother doesn't seem to be a good person, she looks like a scoundrel.
I don’t know how Lin Shishi gets along with them. If they can’t break away, it will be troublesome. If Ziyi is entangled with such a Yue family, I’m afraid he will have a hard time in the future.
Thinking of this, Han Yixiao turned to Qiao Zixi and said, "Did Shishi tell you about her family?"
"Ziyi has already told me everything. If he's really difficult to deal with, just kill him!"
Qiao Zixi said this coldly, without even looking at Han Yixiao, and went upstairs.
Han Yixiao stood downstairs in a daze, looking at Qiao Zixi's back as she went upstairs. Thinking of the expression she had just shown, which treated humans like ants, he felt suffocated.
It turned out that the gap between him and her was so huge, the chasm was like a chasm, difficult to cross.
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(End of this chapter)
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