Chapter 801 - Handmade Poison (1/2)

”Si... Sister!”

Ying's whole body stiffened when she saw her aunt staring at someone behind her.

”Hello to you too, Feifei!”

Hearing her mom's voice from behind, Ying couldn't even move her neck. It was Han Bohai who looked behind eagerly. And seeing the face of Ying's mother, he was stunned. Only because the woman before his eyes looked like the exact replica of the one sitting right beside him. The only difference would be the age. The rest of their features had such striking resemblance that for a second, he was blown away.

However, it didn't take him long to realize the difference between Ying and her mother. Ying had a wild domineering aura about her, while her mother had a cold and yet dark dominant presence.

Su Feifei ran over to her sister's side, ”Sister, I'm so happy to see you.”

While Su Feifei hugged her elder sister, the latter didn't hug her back. Instead, Su Xixi said, ”Why can't I see the happiness on your face then?”

Su Feifei pulled back and cleared her throat trying to come up with something to say and in the meantime, she was suddenly pushed aside and another figure hugged Su Xixi tightly, ”Godmother, I missed you so much!”

Su Xixi hugged back Ah-Si and smiled brightly, ”I missed you very much as well.” Then she looked at her sister and added without a hint of that previous smile, ”This is what genuine happiness looks like, little sister.”

Su Feifei gulped down and took a step back. Even if she was happy to see her sister, it was hard to show that happiness. Even breathing calmly in her sister's presence was a huge task for her.

Su Xixi suddenly frowned and pushed Ah-Si away slightly before touching his forehead. ”Ah-Si, why are you burning up? Do you have a fever?”

Ah-Si shook his head but looking carefully at his face, Su Xixi obviously didn't believe his words. ”I'm fine.”

”Don't try to lie to me,” she said. ”You're looking like this and still saying that you are fine? As if I'd believe that.” She helped him inside saying, ”How is that father of yours taking care of you? Where is he? Call him out! Let me ask him if he even knows how to take care of his son or not!”

Xin Zimen who had been on the stairs coming down with Zhao Huan and his elder brother actually heard those words and stopped right where he was.

”Xiao Zi, what's wrong?” asked Zhao Huan.

Xin Zimen took a moment to say, ”I suddenly don't wish to go down.”

”Xin Zimen!” Su Xixi's voice rang out. ”Show yourself, right now!!!”

”I'm not a genie that you'd call and I'll show up!” Xin Zimen roared back from the stairs.

”Do you wanna try my magical hands?” came Su Xixi's voice. ”Or are you gonna show up yourself?”

Xin Zimen facepalmed himself and descended the stairs. When he came down, he found Su Xixi crouched down before Ah-Si as he sat dazedly on a chair.

Seeing that Xin Zimen was here, Su Xixi stood up and turned to glare at him, ”Is this how you take care of your son?”

Xin Zimen looked at Ah-Si and furrowed his brows, ”He was fine just a while ago. What happened, Ah-Si?”

”I'm fine, Dad,” answered Ah-Si to his father in the same way as he did to Su Xixi earlier.

”See? He just said he is fine.”

Su Xixi's face darkened and Xin Zimen took a step forward to touch Ah-Si's forehead. Feeling his temperature, even his brows furrowed up deeper, ”Call the doctor. There are so many doctors in this house, can't they spare some time for my son?”

”Step aside, Xiao Zi,” said Zhao Huan and decided to check Ah-Si on her own. ”Oh my! Ah-Si, why didn't you say anything? Come with me.”

As Zhao Huan took Ah-Si with her, Xin Zimen was left under the scrutinizing gaze of Su Xixi. ”What? What's wrong? How is it my fault? He is not a kid anymore! He even has a kid of his own now!”

Su Xixi scoffed at him, ”How can it be your fault?”

”Of course, how can it be my fault? I'm very innocent!”

Su Xixi rolled her eyes at Xin Zimen and said, ”Something is wrong with your definition of innocent.”Find authorized novels in , faster updates, better experience, Please click #%!d(string=14488421705519105)/handmade-poison_%!d(string=51301563653743192) for visiting.

”Blame it on your best friend,” retorted Xin Zimen.

”She is already dead, can you please stop blaming her now?”

Xin Zimen made a face at her but didn't reply.