Mrs. Zhu seemed to have found a backer all of a sudden, and grabbed Mr. Zhu's arm and cried loudly; "Master...Master...I can't survive..."

"Madam, don't cry, explain the matter clearly first. What's wrong?" Master Zhu looked anxious and glanced at the fifteenth that was standing behind Mrs. Zhu, and his pupils contracted.

The maid who helped Mrs. Zhu said quickly: "Master is...so, today the lady goes to see the young master...and then..."

While wiping her tears, she told Mr. Zhu everything that happened today.

After hearing this, Master Zhu pointed at Shiwu and cursed: "Sad son, evil son... What kind of evil did I do to have a son like you who is so ruthless!"

Shiwu curled his lips disdainfully: "Master, you are old and have a bad memory. I don't blame you, but who is my biological parents? I remember clearly that you are not qualified to be my parents. You are such a humble identity, and you are not worthy of carrying shoes for me. You still want to deceive me. It is my kindness to you until now that you haven't killed you."

"You...you..." Mr. Zhu's face turned red with anger. He took a step back, covered his chest, and gasped quickly... Looking at his appearance, he seemed to faint at any time.

Mrs. Zhu cried heartbrokenly: "Baoer, Baoer...what is wrong with you? Do you know what you are talking about? You are my son born in ten months of pregnancy... Even if you don't want to recognize us, we are your biological parents, you can't do this..."

Shiwu looked at the couple's show without any flaws coldly, his eyes passed through Mr. Zhu's shoulders and saw the father and son sitting in the pavilion.

The father and son both have a temperament of being arrogant without anger, and their appearance is extremely similar. Others can tell at a glance that this must be a father and son.

My son looked a little older than the one he is now. He was a boy of fifteen or sixteen. He was dressed in brocade clothes and light fur, very luxurious. The small golden crown on his head was inlaid with an Eastern Pearl that was as big as a baby's fist. He looked cold and had a temperament that was inconsistent with his age.

At this moment, he was also watching Fifteen.

And his son was obviously filled with the aura of the superior eyes above the top, and his eyes looked at Fifteen were very unkind.

Fifteen turned to the eye: "Master Zhu, Madam Zhu, acting is useless at this time. Are you talking here or finding a place to chat? If you choose here, I will naturally be happy to accompany you."

Master Zhu pressed down on Xi's chest, which was gasping for breath, and turned around and bowed to the father and son: "Sir, I'm so sorry. This happened at home. Zhu really has no face to see anyone. Today... I can't accompany you, and I hope you will forgive me."

"I wish you can go for yourself. Your family matters... are important."

"Thank you for your understanding."

Master Zhu turned around and shouted to Shiwu: "Rebellious, follow me into the study!"

He also ordered the servants: "Take your wife down to rest and ask the doctor to come."

If it weren't for not being able to kill Mr. Zhu and his wife now, just saying "rebellious son" would be enough to make him die a hundred times.

He said, "Wait, I have something to say to you both. Mrs. Zhu must not be absent. Of course, the doctor naturally wants to invite him to avoid any trouble in time for rescue."
Chapter completed!