You Are My Rare Passion

Mr. Xie knows his wife's temper.

The heart is soft, and the roots of the ears are also soft.

It must be Xie Motong who fooled his wife, so his wife gave Xie Motong the little daughter's belongings.

He especially hated Xie Motong for this.

Too greedy.

He hated this kind of granddaughter, it would be better not to have one.

And his son, who has become more and more outrageous recently.

A man in his teens doesn't think about making progress, and gets together with some friends every day, drunk and dreaming.

If he doesn't have the ability, it's okay to be kind.

However, he is still narrow-minded and short-sighted, staring at the little thing in his hand, showing no filial piety at all.

With this kind of son, besides embarrassing him, what else can he do for him?

Such a family that made him feel bad, drove out of the house early, and looked at them one more time, he felt embarrassed.

Seeing that Xie Motong was kneeling still, he scolded angrily: "Why are you still kneeling? Why don't you go and get the jewelry and house deed? Do you want me to send someone to search?"

"Why? Grandpa? Why are you doing this to us?" Xie Motong burst into tears and asked desperately: "Grandpa, I am your granddaughter! You are my grandpa, why don't you love me, only Xie Yunlin and Xie Jinfei ,Why?"

"Why? Well, let me tell you why," Mr. Xie looked at her coldly with dark and gloomy eyes, "Because when your grandma and I were sick, they were the brothers who served tea and water, and served at the front and end of the bed. If there is any trouble with your grandma, the two brothers can see it at a glance, and try their best to make us happy? What about your family? "

Mr. Xie sneered, "You only focus on the property of Xie's family, and you try your best to make us happy, but what you care about is never the mood and body of your grandma and me. You just rack your brains and think of ways to make us happy. Thinking about how to get more benefits from me and your grandma, such as your aunt's relic, isn't it that you coaxed your grandma to give it to you?"

Xie Motong's face was flushed red, tears were streaming down his face, and he said in a trembling voice: "Grandpa, you are biased! Big brother and second brother care about you, just say that they are sincere to you, and my parents and sister care about you, you Just say that we are coaxing the things in your hands, you... how can you do this?"

"Xie Motong, have you forgotten what your grandfather and I do? Your grandfather and I have killed people on the battlefield, and my grandson memorizes the art of war. Who is sincere and who is fake? Do you still want to deceive me? My eyes?" Mr. Xie sneered, "Xie Motong, with your little tricks, you can only deceive your grandma and me, but you are too young!"

"No... no... I didn't... I didn't..." Xie Motong shook his head desperately.

Mr. Xie waved his hand impatiently, and told the housekeeper, "Call the bodyguard and ask her to get the things. If she doesn't get them, she can search them herself. If she can't find them, she will send them to the police station."

The butler responded respectfully, took out his mobile phone and called the bodyguard.

Seeing that the situation was over, Qin Huilan grabbed Xie Motong by the ear, lifted her from the ground, and scolded: "You little bastard, why don't you hurry up and take out your little aunt's jewelry and house deed? Is your grandfather missing you?" , I still need you to wear it, why are your eye sockets so shallow, staring at your little aunt's things? Why don't you go get things for your cousin!"

Just now Qin Huilan was hoping that her daughter's sudden outburst would make the old man find out with his conscience and give their family more benefits.

At this moment, the benefits are not coming, and their family will be kicked out instead. Qin Huilan hates this daughter to death.