Mr. Duan was so angry that his blood rushed up toward his head!

That Bai Chuwei claimed that Bai Chu was her aunt, but who looked exactly the same as her aunt?

But... this explanation is also reasonable. Otherwise, who would not have changed her appearance for twenty years? She has no aging? She can only believe that Bai Chuwei is Bai Chu's niece.

But this always makes Mr. Duan feel a little abnormal.

But if Bai Chuwei is really Bai Chu's niece, wouldn't this generation be messed up?

His third brother used to like his aunt Bai Chu, and his younger brother likes his niece?

Too messy!

Duan Feihan said indifferently: "Father, the third brother will marry Miss Tong soon."

Professor Zhao saw something was wrong and took the initiative to smile and change the topic: "Old Duan, your third son is preparing for the wedding, and your second daughter is abroad, why didn't you see your eldest son?"

Speaking of the eldest son, Mr. Duan's face looked even more ugly.

"Duan Xiuhao is going to see his son."

Zhao Guangming was confused: "His son? Hoshino was greeting me just now."

Duan Feihan picked up the transparent umbrella and walked outside, while throwing a sentence down and saying, "Bad child."

Zhao Guangming: "..." Your Duan family is so complicated...

Haicheng People's Hospital

Duan Xiuhao's eyes were red, and he sent away the teachers of Henghua No. 1 Middle School who were visiting him one after another.

Duan Xiuhao carefully pushed open the door and walked in, and saw Xu Xingchen lying on the hospital bed at a glance.

Xu Xingchen was lying on the hospital bed like a dead fish. His soft ink hair was burned by lightning, and his hair was also curled. A large piece of his neck was burned by thunder fire. His hand was exposed outside the bedding, and his red eyes were looking straight at the ceiling.

He was struck by lightning.

Xu Xingchen's mind was full of people. Why did he be hit by lightning so by chance?

Hearing the footsteps, Xu Xingchen turned his head and looked at Duan Xiuhao, and his voice trembled suddenly: "Dad."

The "Dad" was filled with infinite grievances, and Duan Xiuhao felt extremely uncomfortable.

This is his son, his proudest son!

Xu Xingchen murmured, "Dad, I'm gone, my mother is going to jail, my grandfather, my third and fourth uncles don't recognize me, I still have to lie in the hospital."

Xu Xingchen pulled the corners of his dry mouth and said self-deprecatingly: "Dad, I have no home anymore."

The five words "I have no home" instantly hit Duan Xiuhao's heart!

Duan Xiuhao became more and more sad as he heard it. They were both his sons. Why can Duan Xingye be able to have rich clothes and food from birth? But Xingchen could only follow Xu Li and live in a stinky ditch like a mouse?

Duan Xiuhao held Xu Xingchen's hand, his eyes firmly, and his tone was excited: "Xingchen, don't worry, even if your grandfather doesn't agree, Dad will take you back to the Duan family!"

He wants to give this son a home.

*

Before dawn, Cao Yushu was caught by the faint fragrance and greedy roaming in his stomach, and woke up at half past five.

It was probably his father who practiced cooking in the kitchen. Cao Yushu thought he had grown up with delicious food and had never smelled such a fragrant smell.

The butler knocked on the door and came in: "Young Master, are you hungry when you see the lights on in your room?"

Cao Yushu's face turned slightly red, he nodded with a smile, got up and washed up, and prepared to go down to have breakfast with the butler. He just passed by the height sticker in the bedroom. Cao Yushu stared at him for a while, and walked up by a trait:

"Butler, please help me see how tall I am now."

Who in the entire Cao family knows that Cao Yushu is 165cm?
Chapter completed!