Xie Xinran laughed heartily, thinking that children who have never been beaten are indeed the most innocent.
“Dad said all of Uncle’s money is mine. You go and buy it!”
Jin Sun pointed at Xie Ming's nose and shouted.
Xie Ming: "Your dad said that? Your dad has to listen to me, see this fist the size of a sandbag? If he talks nonsense again, I'll beat him until he pissss himself!"
"Wow~ You mean bad uncle, I'm going to beat you to death!"
Jin Sun rushed towards Xie Ming without regard for anything else.
Xie Xinran refused to accept it; she wasn't exactly a good older sister.
Since the little brat is being unruly, she'll show him what "bloodline suppression" really means.
Then Xie Xinran pulled the little kid from Xie's father's arms, pinned him to the sofa, and gave him a good beating.
Mr. Xie was heartbroken; that was the child he had raised with his own hands. Without hesitation, he grabbed a chair and was about to smash it against Xie Xin's back.
Xie Ming pulled a chair over with one hand and stared at Xie's father as if he were an idiot: "You think I'm a daughter that I can beat and scold at will? You've never raised her!"
"I took care of you!"
"But you also ruined me, you ruined my life with your own hands 18 years ago."
Xie Ming wasn't afraid of "revealing his own scars" at all. Who wouldn't like to tear off the blood-stained skin hanging on their wound when it's healing?
"You blame us!"
Xie's mother stopped crying and making a fuss; what happened back then was a thorn in their hearts.
"Yeah, it's not your fault. Why did I move to the city and give up your 'meager assets'? I just wanted to keep in touch as little as possible. Who knew you guys would be so shameless?"
Xie Ming has a sharp tongue.
If Xie's father is completely devoted to his grandson, then Xie's mother still has expectations for Xie Ming.
How could she be completely indifferent to the first child who helped her gain a foothold in the Xie family? It's just that she showed slightly less favoritism compared to her younger son and grandson.
"You, you, you... I'm going to sue you!" Xie's father roared.
"Go ahead and sue me. I can still afford the minimum monthly allowance," Xie Ming said as he picked up his luggage and walked out.
When Xie's mother tried to stop her, Xie Xinran immediately grabbed her grandson and rushed ahead of Xie Ming, leaving the house first.
Hearing their grandson's heart-wrenching cries, the two elders disregarded Xie Ming and rushed out.
Xie Ming followed behind, slowly loading the luggage into the car and waiting for the two elderly people to turn around and look for him.
Half an hour later, standing outside the train station, Xie's father and mother were completely stunned as they looked at their grandson who was sobbing incessantly.
They never expected that Xie Xinran, that little bastard, would take a taxi and bring their precious grandson directly to the station.
Xie Ming, that unfilial son, is even more infuriating. Seeing that the two of them couldn't catch up, he waited for them in the parking space.
When they arrived at the station, after they caught up with the damned Xie Xinran, the father and daughter actually threw down their luggage and ran away together.
"Call the second son!"
Mr. Xie stared intently at the departing car, his voice hoarse, showing just how furious he was.
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