The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 8 Giants (8)

Crisp and loud.

The boy's head was slapped away by Mother Xu's slap.

The white neck draws a graceful arc, like a white angel with folded wings, falling down.

The long and slender black eyelashes drooping coldly, cast two fan-shaped shadows under the delicate skin of the eyelids, trembling lightly with the fragility of a butterfly wing.

The corners of the bright red lips shattered in an instant, and the bright red threads overflowed...

Li Xu stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it.

In the slight pain, accompanied by... the smell of blood.

Luscious, bright red, bloody.

It's exciting from the bones to the blood.

After Xu's mother slapped her, she still felt puzzled. She stretched out the crystal nails that she specially made before attending the banquet today, wishing to poke the boy's forehead——

"Permission, our Xu family kindly adopted you. This is how you take care of your sister? Why did Nuonuo cut her wrist and commit suicide? Why didn't you watch her?"

Every word and sentence, the needle hidden in the cotton, revealing the sharpest cold light, hurting people invisible.

Even with scolding, the rich mistress of the Xu family's chaebol still maintains that lofty and arrogant attitude, which will not make people disgusted like a shrew, but will make people who don't know...

To make such a noble and elegant lady furious, it must be the young man who was blamed by her for doing something that made her angry.

The corner of Xu Xu's lips revealed a sneering smile imperceptibly, with the most profound irony in his gold-like delicacy.

Xu's mother questioned forcefully, and couldn't help raising her hand again——

"Okay, Shuyuan, Xu Xu is just a child, even younger than Nuonuo, don't be too harsh on him, Nuonuo committed suicide by cutting his wrist... don't blame him." This time, Xu's father With sharp eyes and hands, he quickly grabbed Xu's mother.

He lowered his voice, partly to comfort, partly to remind: "The public, please pay attention to the influence."

Worrying about her daughter's life and death in the operating room, Xu's mother was on fire, when she heard Xu's father's words, she immediately flew into a rage!

"Xu Shiming, don't think that I don't know which little lover's bed you just climbed out of!" She slapped Father Xu's hand away, and when she scolded and angered monsters, she always carried the arrogance of a wealthy lady, "If it wasn't for... ...You don't care about Nuonuo's life at all!"

Father Xu's expression changed.

He let go of his hand obediently, and didn't dare to speak any more.

Confronted Xu's father, and succeeded in making him speechless, the anger in Xu's mother was miraculously calmed down.

However, her pair of exquisitely drawn eyes still scrutinized the young man's beautiful lowered eyebrows.

His eyes seemed to be poisoned, which made people jump in fear.

In fact, Xu's mother suspected that Xu Xu was the illegitimate son of Xu's father, otherwise why would it be such a coincidence that it was him?

But what do you think of...

Mother Xu gradually restrained her anger.

At this time, the door of the operating room opened, and a doctor in a pure white sterile suit came out.

Mother Xu stepped forward, "Doctor, how is my daughter?"

In his speech and demeanor, the earnest concern for his daughter's promise does not seem to be hypocritical.

The domineering and wealthy lady a moment ago is just a mother who cares about her children like all the people in the world.

"Mrs. Xu, you know that Lingqianjin's blood type is special. There are only about [-] cases of Hh blood type in Mumbai in the whole country. The blood bank of our hospital has almost run out of blood type Hh in Mumbai after the last operation..."

"How much more do you need?" Mother Xu asked.

"400CC."

400CC, the maximum value of a single blood draw for a normal person.

If it goes any higher, it will be life-threatening.

At this time, Xu's mother fully demonstrated the calm and self-sufficient demeanor of a wealthy mistress.

With slender fingers, she pointed at the young man with his back against the snow-white wall without hesitation——

"He has a Mumbai blood type, which is exactly the same as my daughter's. Take him down to draw blood."

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