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Chapter 288 The Domineering Boss's Little Wife 205

Hearing the voice, Murong Yichen looked at the strange man, only to see that the man was of similar build to himself and about the same age as himself. From the way he addressed his father and their similar looks, the man's identity was obvious.

A nameless anger suddenly rose up from the bottom of my heart and quickly spread throughout my body.

This anger came so suddenly and so intensely that Murong Yichen was completely unable to control his expression.

His face turned gloomy and fierce, and he gritted his teeth and roared at the strange man: "Who are you? Is it your turn to speak here?!"

Yang Mingyu obviously did not expect Murong Yichen to react like this. He immediately looked embarrassed and looked very awkward.

He opened his mouth, trying to explain something, but only uttered a few words: "Brother... I..."

Murong Yichen didn't want to listen to him at all, so he interrupted him directly:

"Who are you calling your brother? You don't recognize your parents! I am the only son of my mother, do you understand?"

Any Tom, Dick or Harry wants to be his brother. He can pretend not to know if they don’t appear in front of him. But if you come in front of him and call him brother, who are you?

"Yi Chen, how can you talk like that!"

Murong Yunhao couldn't help but scold out loud.

He never expected that his son would ruthlessly embarrass Yang Mingyu in front of him. Murong Yunhao couldn't help but secretly blame Joanna.

It’s all her fault. She has corrupted a good child!

"Dad, don't blame my brother, it's my fault!"

Yang Mingyu anxiously stopped Murong Yunhao, who was about to lose his temper, and said with a trembling and aggrieved voice:

"I shouldn't be here! Don't worry, brother! I'll leave when dad gets better!"

However, Yang Mingyu's compromising words not only failed to calm Murong Yunhao's anger, but instead added fuel to the fire, making his inner anger burn even more vigorously!

Listen, listen, Mingyu still cares about his health, but this bastard only knows how to protect that woman every day. It makes me angry and angry. I wish I could anger him to death! !

"What should or shouldn't I do? I'm not dead yet! I'm still the boss of this family! Murong Yichen, don't think that just because I let you represent Murong Group, you can do whatever you want! I'm still alive! Are you so intolerant of others?!"

Murong Yichen stood there blankly, his face changing from blue to white like a chameleon.

His handsome face was distorted by his father's ruthless words, and his heart felt as if it was pierced by countless needles at the same time, causing unbearable pain.

It was like a secret that you had hidden so deeply that you had never dared to show anyone was suddenly ruthlessly torn open by the person closest to you and exposed nakedly in broad daylight.

Especially when he saw the so-called illegitimate son looking at him with a smug look on his face, the feeling of humiliation was like a surging tide that instantly drowned him.

He felt like a half-naked clown at this moment. Not only was his dignity lost, but he also had to endure the pointing and gossip of the crowd.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look, look, it's said that this man has an affair, and the child of his original wife is just a grain of rice on the table and a mosquito blood on the wall, worthless and annoying..."

Although the tiny discussions coming from the crowd were deliberately suppressed, they seemed to have penetrating power, passing through layer after layer of densely packed human walls and straight into Murong Yichen's ears.

Every word was like a sharp dagger, stabbing deep into his heart.

In a trance, Murong Yichen suddenly realized that he was being trampled so cruelly under the feet of his own father in public, just to support and show off his illegitimate son.

At this moment, he felt extremely desperate and heartbroken.

This is his father...

This scolding was more painful than his father beating him with a whip ten times at home.

It also made him realize a truth from the bottom of his heart: anything that he doesn't truly hold in his hands does not belong to him!

If someone wants to give you something, they can give it to you; if they want to take it back, they can take it back.

In the end, he was just a fool who made things easier for others.

Look at this, the father and son have such a deep affection for each other. He works so hard in the group every day, fighting against those old foxes, but it is not as good as the company of outsiders during his illness.

Just when Murong Yichen was falling into self-loathing, he felt a soft touch on his hand.

A hand as soft as a boneless reached out quietly and grabbed his palm which had started bleeding at some point.

The cold temperature of my palm was warmed by that gentle hand.

Murong Yichen looked down at this unexpected arm. He thought that she was angry, did not love him, and no longer forgave him!

The haze in his heart was swept away, and Murong Yichen felt that he had new strength.

"Dad, I never thought about it that way! I don't even know this person, and you come up and claim him as your relative. Who knows what kind of cat or dog he is! You can't claim him as your dad if someone comes along in the future! What kind of person would you be then?"

"Okay, let's go back and talk about it. If we crowd here and make a scene, won't we be laughed at by others?"

Murong Yichen kept talking without giving Murong Yunhao a chance to speak, and took Su Yao upstairs.

Lin Cuihua and Su Zhenguo, who had been watching the show for quite a while, were very discerning and followed the two men upstairs.

"Bastard! He..." Murong Yunhao was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. This bastard has now learned how to choke people!

You little bastard, you just walked away without even giving me a chance to say anything!

Murong Yichen held Su Yao's hand, walked through the aisle and into the closed elevator.

As soon as they left everyone's sight, Su Yao, like a frightened deer, could not wait to use all her strength to shake off Murong Yichen's tightly grasping hand.

"Let me go!"

With this angry shout, Su Yao's emotions were on the verge of getting out of control.

Her beautiful eyes were now filled with anger and resistance, staring straight at Murong Yichen in front of her.

Murong Yichen couldn't help but be stunned by such fierce resistance, and the brief sense of happiness that just surged in his heart disappeared in an instant.

He opened his mouth, trying to say something to save the situation: "Yaoyao..."

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sharp female voice.

"Don't touch her!!"

Lin Cuihua, who followed him into the elevator, rushed forward, stretched out her hands without hesitation and pushed Murong Yichen hard.

Seeing this, Su Zhenguo, who was standing nearby, quickly protected his wife and daughter behind him.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the elevator, which already had limited space, suddenly became tense.

Just like that, in this small elevator, the four people naturally divided into two camps and confronted each other.

There was a tense atmosphere between the two sides, as if a major war was about to break out.