"Shut your mouth, and don't mention that heartless scoundrel of a third brother. It's been years since he's been home, probably dead out there by now."
Every time she talked about the thirdborn, Su Yun became furious, wishing she'd never given birth to him.
What's the point of having him, damn, might as well have just had him for the country.
"Mr. Qiao, please have breakfast before you leave. You two keep Mr. Qiao company here; I'll go make breakfast."
After such a commotion, dawn had already broken, and the atmosphere in the living room dropped to a freezing point as Su Yun entered the kitchen.
Ye Ling and Ye Ting gave Qiao Si a cold look.
Qiao Si felt very uncomfortable, especially under their murderous gaze.
He was completely disliked by the child's father and brothers.
"Hmph, don't think just because my wife is backing you up, you can be smug."
"Yeah, our mom may like you, but we sure don't. Stay away from my little sister from now on."
