Chapter 71: It's ironic to love Mistress's daughter

Chapter 71: It's ironic to love Mistress's daughter

When Yu Chen returned home with a cake and a giant teddy bear, Chen Huizhen and Yu Xuewei were unpacking boxes.

Yu Xuewei got the admission notice, which were gifts from Chen Huizhen's mother and son.

Luxury shopping bags were piled all over the place, and Chen Huizhen picked up a piece of clothing with interest and gestured at Yu Xuewei: "Well, my daughter has a good figure and wears everything beautiful."

Yu Hao played a game next to him and took time to praise: "My sister is beautiful, and going to college must be the most beautiful kind of our school flower."

Yu Chen almost couldn't help but paste the cake on the faces of the mother and son.

You treat people as daughters and sisters, but people call you fools behind your backs.

You have contributed money and efforts, and you have raised a vampire who does not know how to be grateful at all, or a little mistress.

But he endured it, especially when he heard Yu Jinhong's car, he and Yan Yueshi stepped forward and handed Yu Xuewei the specially bought cake and teddy bear, as always gentle and loving: "Xuewei, the eldest brother was in a bad mood a few days ago, and his attitude towards you was worse, don't mind, the eldest brother will make amends for you."

Where did Yu Xuewei dare to shake her face in person, timidly accepted the gift, and said understandingly: "I understand, the eldest brother manages the company, and the work is stressful."

Yu Chen touched her head as usual: "I'm sorry Xuewei, big brother is really wrong." What gift do you want? I'll buy it for you.

"I don't lack anything..." Yu Xuewei stopped talking, and said worriedly: "It's just... My sister is about to start school, and she is alone outside... Don't know how things are prepared?

Chen Huizhen was lost face by Yu Zheng last time in the Pearl Hotel, and now she is still angry: "What is she doing with good manners?" She can endure it, and we don't need to worry about it.

Yu Hao also immediately mocked: "She used to work in a milk tea shop, with a salary of 3,000 yuan a month, and saving for two months is barely enough for tuition."

Yu Chen's heart was sad.

Holding the mistress's daughter on the tip of his heart, he sneered at his own flesh and blood. And this daughter on the tip of her heart is uniting her biological mother and brother, calculating them behind her back.

What's even sadder is that he used to be one of them, even his stupid second brother who spends a lot of money.

The four of them were played by Yu Xuewei's mother and daughter.

For so many years, Yu Xuewei enjoyed the brocade and jade food they provided, encouraged them to squeeze out their relatives and flesh, still looked down on them behind their backs, and even wanted his life ruthlessly.

How ironic.

However, Yu Chen knew that his mother and two younger brothers were both uncontrollable dispositions.

He couldn't say anything, he could only pretend not to care and said lightly: "She has already severed relations with her family, what do you mention her?" A

flash of pride flashed under Yu Xuewei's eyes, and she was finally relieved.

Although I don't know what the reason is, Yu Chen seems to have returned to the previous lukewarm time for Yu Zheng.

From now on, he will still have only one sister and only hurt her.

Yu Chen is the richest and most generous in the entire family, and she doesn't mind enjoying his favor before he is kicked out of the company.

Yu Xuewei was calculating, and saw Yu Chen and Yan Yueshi smiled: "Say, what gift do you want?" You got the admission notice, and the eldest brother hasn't congratulated you yet..." After

dealing with Yu Xuewei and Yu Jinhong back to the room, Yu Chen immediately punched a million to Yu Zheng's bank card.

She used to treat her so much, and she was already frustrated with her family. He really didn't know how to make up for it.

At present, the only thing that can be obtained is money.

***

After eating, Sheng Jingting is responsible for washing dishes and tidying up the kitchen.

Yu Xiao picked two bunches of large grapes with water spirit and washed them, and sat under the grape rack to eat and play games.

The hand speed flew up just as fast, and after the end of the round, two familiar big words popped up on the screen - failure.

In the earphones, there was a broken roar of his friend Lu Xingyang: "What do you send as an assistant?" How many times have I told you, follow me obscene development, obscene development you don't understand..."

Yu Xiao quickly took off the earphones to avoid injury to the eardrums, and it took a while before he dared to put the headphones back on: "Eh... Itchy hands when you see an enemy.

Lu Xingyang collapsed even more: "Why do you owe so much to your hand?"

Yu Zheng: "So I don't like to play auxiliary, you forced me."

Lu Xingyang: "If you can live for more than thirty seconds at the beginning, I won't let you play assist, you are alive." I've never seen you cook like this.

Yu Zheng: "Less nonsense, one more round."

Lu Xingyang: "I take back what I said just now, I have seen you such a dish, I have never seen you so talented." With a 0-5 record, are you embarrassed to play again? Go back to your hand speed, rookie.

Yu Zheng was a little unconvinced: "The whole world knows that my hand speed is first-class.

Lu Xingyang mocked: "Your hand speed is indeed quite first-class, and the opening ten seconds are accurate."

Yu Zheng was embarrassed: "Who made me have a violent DPS heart?"

Lu Xingyang: "Do you have the ability to make the other party kneel for a round?" If you can't kneel, you will develop obscenely, and even those who develop obscenely will not be assisted by you. Please don't send it again, if it goes on like this, I will fall to bronze in minutes ... I don't tell you, I still have a job, hang up.

"Hey..." Yu Zheng still wanted to argue, but unfortunately the other party had already hung up.

She pouted unhappily, isn't it that the technology is a little worse? Occasionally you can still win two games.

Yu Xiao was unwilling and re-found his teammates to play a game.

Towards the end, the chat channel was full of abuse.

[Where did this fool come from?] I've never seen technology so bad. ]

[If you like to send people's heads, you send them yourself, why do you pull me to make a cushion back?] ]

[At first glance, it is the level of the second grade of elementary school, is there not enough homework?] You still have time to come out and pit people. ]

[Lao Tzu is better than him with one finger, saying that he is a second grade is too lifting...]

Yu Zheng: "..."

Her technique is indeed a little worse, so she doesn't have to spray like this, right?

Or... Looking for elementary school students to play with in the future?

Just as Yu Xiao was thinking, the mobile phone in his hand was suddenly taken away.

Sheng Jingting sat next to her, slender fingers flying on the keyboard: [Let's play another round after the end.] ]

Teammate xx: [Lao Tzu doesn't play with elementary school students.

Sheng Jingting: [I didn't play well just now, let's play another game.] ]

Teammate xx: [This breath of great god posture, you won't meet any hidden masters, right...]

Maybe Sheng Jingting's attitude is too determined, or maybe the teammates really want to know how far a person can pit.

After one round, another round soon started.

Moments later, two familiar big words popped up on the screen again - failure.

The team channel has already scolded.

[Dogecoin elementary school students, if you pit once, you have to pit twice.

[A dog killed twice is a bit excessive.]

[Children, which school?] Uncle mailed you five-year simulation, three-year college entrance examination...]

Sheng Jingting calmly quit the game and returned the mobile phone to Yu Zheng, and said carefully: "This game is quite difficult."

Yu Xiao had already leaned forward and back with a smile: "I thought you were very technical, but I didn't expect the same dish as me." Haha, just your technology... It's not much different from me.

Sheng Jingting glared at her fiercely: "So you let other men take you to fight?" --

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