Chapter 212

Zhao Shuncheng's face changed slightly, and he felt that he was threatened by Zhao Fulin. He raised his hand and wanted to give Zhao Fulin a slap in the face.

How could Zhao Fulin let him hurt himself? As early as the moment Zhao Shuncheng Yang started, he had already entangled the other party's hand and made him unable to move, let alone hit others.

Zhao Shuncheng struggled for a long time, but he couldn't take his hand out of Zhao Fulin's hands. His face turned black and he said in a low voice, "you learn such a mess just to beat me?"

Zhao Yulin laughed and pushed Zhao Shuncheng to the side with a lot of skillful force. She patted her hand and said, "I don't need to be too polite to deal with people like you."

Zhao Shuncheng was pushed to the same place and staggered for a while. As soon as he stabilized himself, he heard Zhao Fulin's words and nearly vomited blood: "what kind of soup did elder brother and sister-in-law give you to defend them? You were born to me. I gave you half of my life to raise you to such a big age. What kind of food, clothes and things were not mine before you got married? What did they give you? Now you're going to turn around and you don't recognize people? You can do it, you can do it

Zhao Fulin has never seen such a shameless person as Zhao Shuncheng. Judging from all the memories before her body, this man has never done his father's duty to her even one day, but now he can take it for granted to put on his father's airs. It's really hard to bear looking directly at him.

Zhao Gulin took a deep breath, looked up at Zhao Shuncheng's boring face and said with a sneer, "it turns out that director Zhao is here to settle the accounts with me today. Well, let's settle the accounts today."

"That feeling is good, we..."

"Who's talking to you and us, shut up." Now that she is ready to tear her face, there is no need for Zhao Fulin to show mercy.

Zhao Shuncheng was drunk by Zhao Fulin, and his face was even more gloomy, as if to drip water.

Zhao Fulin, no matter whether he was happy or not, said with one hand and a smile: "first of all, let me correct you. I'm not born of you. You're not so good at it. I was born by my mother, and you just provided a little sperm when she gave birth to me. Besides, you have done nothing for us

"Don't go too far. I'll say it's you too..."

"It's you. Don't go too far!" Zhao Fulin almost interrupted Zhao Shuncheng with a low roar and pressed him step by step with a gloomy face: "what did you just want to say? I want to say that you are my father no matter what? I really don't understand where you come from to say that in front of me. "

"Am I wrong? I'm your father. It's a fact that you can never deny, that you can never deny! " Zhao Shuncheng was scared back by Zhao Fulin's gloomy face. He took a breath of cold air. Later, he found that he was suppressed by Zhao Fulin. His face was slightly heavy. He straightened up and retorted.

Unfortunately, this hard spirit soon disappeared under Zhao Fulin's next aggression.

"Yes, you are my father, but where were you when my mother was pregnant with me? It's a good skill for you to raise two younger brothers and sisters for me, even if you raise a woman outside

Although Zhao Fulin and Zhao Fuxi are sisters, they are less than one year old. That is to say, Zhao Shuncheng had an affair with Li Hongyu when Zhao Fulin's mother was pregnant and even earlier.

Zhao Shuncheng didn't expect that Zhao Fulin would mention it at this time. He couldn't help feeling guilty and faltered: "your mother can't be pregnant... I'm sorry that she will go out to relieve herself. It's understandable. I admit it's true that I'm sorry for your mother first, but now there are few women outside the men? Why do you and your mother have the same moral character, and they are still biting at this kind of thing... "

Zhao Yulin gave a cold smile. It's understandable? How shameless is a man to say such a thing? At the end of the day, they're still biting this kind of thing? Why didn't he think about what he had done that made people and gods angry, and other people would be worried about it.

This man is like this. When he makes a mistake, he never reflects on what he has done wrong. Instead, he racks his brains to come up with various reasons to rationalize what he has done wrong, and even directly shirks the responsibility to others.

Zhao Fulin suddenly didn't want to argue with this man too much, and she let out her dissatisfaction: "my mother almost killed herself in order to give birth to me. Where were you at that time? You are gentle with that woman in the house you bought specially for her! When my mother was dying of illness, the housekeeper called you. What were you doing? Ha ha, you take that woman to attend the banquet held by your friends, and introduce her to your friends in a dignified way, without considering my mother's face at all. The housekeeper calls you, but you tell him that you don't have time to go home and ask the housekeeper to find a doctor. If you can't, let my mother live and die. "

"These things, how can you..." Zhao Shuncheng's face was blue and white. He stepped back two steps and stared at Zhao Fulin in disbelief.

"What? Why do I know these things so clearly? " Zhao chuckled, and his eyes were full of satire. "If you want people to know, unless you don't do it yourself, are you afraid that others will not know what you have done? If you really want to know how to be afraid, why did you do it at the beginning? "

In fact, these are just things buried in the original memory of Zhao Yulin. Zhao Yulin doesn't know why she was so angry at this time. When she inferred all these things from the memory of the original owner before Ming Ming, she was not so angry.

Maybe the original owner is not without resentment against Zhao Shuncheng, but her strength is too weak, so weak that even she can't protect herself, let alone confront Zhao Shuncheng head-on.

So she can only reluctantly this resentment, this hate buried in the bottom of her heart. Over time, even she was deceived, but I don't know this hate, this resentment has already been integrated into her blood, even if she died, it is still passed on to Zhao Fulin.

Zhao Shuncheng couldn't refute Zhao Fulin's words. He felt guilty, but he couldn't accept that an elder was scolded by a younger, and his face was more ugly than before.