"Lei Zi, I just brought my two kids over for a visit. Look, they're perfectly fine, nothing's wrong with them."
Xiao Lei licked his lips, smiling obsequiously.
But when did his son become so intimidating? He felt really uneasy looking at him.
Madam Yang stared intently at Xiao Lei. He was dressed very well, and his face looked good too. It was obvious at a glance that he took good care of himself and lived a very good life.
Zhao Xiaoyu next to him was the same; the two of them standing together looked like a perfect couple, making her grit her teeth in shock.
His son is struggling now, so why is he living such a good life?
Why should I?
Heaven is blind; how did he end up with the Zhao family?
Now he has sons and daughters, a beautiful wife, and money; he's even passed the imperial examination and become a scholar. And her son? Her youngest son doesn't even have a wife, and her eldest son is also living a hard life.
Yang was trembling all over, her old mouth tightly shut, afraid that she would open her mouth and start cursing.
"Really? I thought you were kidnappers, planning to sell my child. I was just about to report you to the authorities."
Xiao Ping was furious. That brat, he still hated the same thing after not seeing him for years.
"Hehe, how could that be? They are all my grandchildren, it's only right for a grandfather to want to see his own grandchildren."
"Xiao Ping, my child has nothing to do with you. Don't forget I've severed all ties with you." She then looked at the two children, "You're not allowed to go with him anymore. Don't you have a grandfather?"
"What about Grandma?" the little girl asked, pointing to Madam Yang.
"Grandma is on the mountain, with Great-Grandma."
The two little ones nodded.
Xiao Lei carried one in each arm and led them away.
Xiao Ping finally saw him. "Lei Zi, can you talk to your father for a few minutes? It's been years since I last saw you. Your father really misses you."
"I'm sorry, Uncle Xiao, there's nothing to talk about between us. My father died when I was very young. After he lost all conscience, he died without a heart."
Zhao Xiaoyu lowered her head, trying not to laugh.
Yes, a person can't live without a heart.
Xiao Lei carried the child away, never turning back even once, no matter how Xiao Ping called after him.
The two children, perched on their father's shoulders, looked back curiously.
The little girl suddenly made a face at Madam Yang, "You old hag!"
Yang was so angry that she trembled all over and almost lost her balance. Xiao Ping supported her, his face also looking very grim.
"You ill-mannered wretch!" Yang cursed through gritted teeth.
Like father, like son; you can tell Zhao Xiaoyu's usual behavior just by looking at the little girl.
No matter how rich they are, their whole family are like rats in the gutter, none of them can be brought to the table.
“I told you so, it’s no use trying to make peace with them. Your son is heartless; he’s never considered you his father.”
Xiao Ping's face turned completely dark. "You think I want to curry favor with him? It's all for my son. What kind of image does he have if his son isn't married? How old is he?"
What ways do we two have to make money? Besides asking Xiao Lei, what else can we do?
Xiao Ping was also frustrated. All his efforts over the past few days had been in vain, and it would be even harder to trick those two brats into coming home next time.
Xiao Lei's two children may be young, but they are actually very hard to fool. If he hadn't said he was their grandfather, they definitely wouldn't have gone with him today.
Furthermore, they are always surrounded by servants wherever they go.
I never expected the child to be so hard to fool. We spent at least half an hour at their house, and apart from looking around the whole place, I didn't get anything out of them.
I wasn't warm towards them; in fact, I could say I was quite cold towards them.
I have nothing but dislike for their family.
If they dislike them so much, why would they even bother watching them?
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