Chapter 882: Taking Xiaohu Out, Holy Selection (1)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
He looked in disbelief at the closed door in front of him.
Had he, Wei Xichao, his father’s favorite son, been actually ruthlessly rejected by his father?
“This couldn’t be true!”
He scratched his heart and said aggrievedly, “Dad, am I still your most beloved Little Seven?”
Creak..
The door was pulled open from the inside. Wei Ting’s eyes lit up. “Dad…’
He was hung on the big locust tree.
Wei Liulang had just returned from listening to the news outside. The moment he entered the backyard, he was shocked by a certain someone who had been “hanged”.
“Little Seven, what are you doing?”
Wei Ting hung from the branch and swayed. He spun around and said helplessly, “Ask Dad.”
Wei Liulang indeed asked aggressively.
Three seconds later, a pair of brothers hung on a branch and swayed together.
Ghostfear had cleaned himself up today. He looked dignified and valiant.
Last time, he had disguised himself as a woman. It was really painful to the eye.
He was sure that he would not be beaten up by his biological father today.
Then he saw Xiaohu holding the gong.
His body trembled. “Why is the little fart here?!”
Creak—
The branch took the weight it shouldn’t.
There was only one left.
Wei Qing sat in the wheelchair, his eyes red and filled with tears, like a helpless and sad leaf floating into a storm.
Wei Xu muttered, “I can’t do this…
Wei Xu returned to the house.
The three brothers hanging on the tree were dumbfounded.
Was Second Brother so shameless?
Why didn’t they notice it in the past?
After so many years of being brothers, they had made a mistake…
Wei Qing wiped his tears and smiled at the three brothers on the tree. “I’m going to look for Wanwan.”
The three brothers gritted their teeth.
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