Chapter 185： The more understatement, the more ... (2/2)
what?
What is wrong
Chi Huan calmed down and lowered his head to organize his thoughts ...
His mother knew his stepfather when he was six years old, but his mother had a boyfriend as a freshman ... when did his mother and his biological father know each other?
He never gave birth before college ...
That's not right.
She looked up and looked at him ignorantly and carefully, ”Your mother ... how old were you?”
Mo Shi modestly said, ”My biological mother gave birth to me at the age of 21. I passed away when I was four years old. After her death, because there were no other elders in the family, I was brought up by my aunt. She happened to be a university graduation,”
”Your mother ... is your biological mother's sister?”
”Ok.”
”Why did your mother ... died?”
The man's thin lips were tickled, and it was very cold. ”The health was bad. The doctor asked her to take it away when she was pregnant. She refused. There were various changes in the family during pregnancy. She overworked and had difficulty giving birth. , The root cause of the illness has fallen. After giving birth to me, I have to be busy in order to support me, and I haven't rested much in the confinement ... The body is getting worse and worse, so I passed away very young. ”
Maybe it was already cold in winter.
Chi Huan felt a formidable cool Qin from his light statement, and ... taunt.
But ... who is he mocking?
Is he ... a biological mother?
She almost wanted to blurt out, what about your father?
He said nothing about the man who made his mother pregnant.
Instead, I immediately thought of Song Yong's sentence-[Mr. Mo does not intend to recognize the chairman. 】
She had little doubt that he was ... hateful towards his biological father.
Even this resentment, the more understatement, the more ... thick bone burnt.
Out of the airport, a cold wind came. Chi Huan couldn't help leaning on him and looked outside the somewhat desolate airport. ”Shall we take a taxi to your house?”
The man relaxed his hand holding the suitcase and looked up at the watch on his wrist. ”My dad comes to pick us up ...”
Before he said a word, the girl screamed in the distance, ”Brother, brother, here ... brother.”
Chi Huan followed his voice and saw a girl in a white down jacket standing by a car and beckoning them, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with short ears, a white melon face, and gray Pencil jeans, short boots on the feet, and immature student spirit between the eyebrows.
Behind the girl, a tall man stood, visually ... approaching one meter nine.
Chi Huan was led over by a calm man.
As soon as I approached, I saw what the girl remembered, and turned around and complained to the man behind him, ”Dad, don't smoke anymore ... my brother's girlfriend doesn't like smelling cigarettes, and I'm so impressed.”
The man glanced down at her and continued to smoke. ”What's the matter, your mother won't allow me to smoke at home, and you won't let me smoke when you go out ... It's not my wife, I care if she likes it, I run so far She dared to impress me at the airport? ”
Chi Huan, ”...”
She suddenly understood that Mo Shiqian said— [They don't live with you, is it important to like it? Where did it come from.
The girl stomped her feet. ”You're about to die, otherwise I'll sue mom and I promise my classmates to sign and take pictures.”
Chi Huan, ”...”
Signed photo ... Ask her?
She glanced at the man continues, it is disdain, ”You dare to complain to your mother, I'll tell her you called last week for fighting parents, also hit a one hundred and eighty fat lie.”