Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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At one o'clock in the morning, Xie's house was brightly lit.

Mr. Xie was wearing pajamas and sitting on the main seat, beside his wife who looked dazed.

And opposite him, stood two sons who showed no remorse on their faces, and even fought in private.

I saw his adopted son stomping on his parent and child calmly, and the parent and child didn't change expression.

Immediately, his adopted son initiated a second round of entering the palace to break his own son's hand.

Now, his own son finally made a move.

He stretched out his hand and held that dishonest hand in his, the kind of interlocking fingers...

Mr. Xie's eyebrows twitched violently, and he patted the table again: "Stop!"

He is still here, these two people dare to be so unscrupulous, I really don't know how sticky they are in private.

No wonder the two reacted so strangely when he said he was going to introduce someone to them a few days ago.

"You guys," he pinched the center of his brows, and said with difficulty, "When did it start?"

He is stupid, how could two big men who are nearly 30 years old get so close?

They are obviously tricky.

"Is it the last time you went back?" Mr. Xie couldn't help asking sharply when he thought of the last time Xie Zhuo told him about the two people's quarrel.

Xie Zhuo: "..."

You may be underestimating us.

After enduring and enduring, he finally couldn't help but whispered: "Otherwise, are you more courageous?"

The blue veins on Father Xie's forehead twitched again: "Do you think I'm praising you?"

Xie Zhuo: "Cough..."

He rolled his eyes, and was going to step on Zong Ze again.

"Don't move." He snorted coldly, glanced at his son and then at his wife who was still out of the situation, feeling a splitting headache.

He should have noticed the signs a long time ago, why did it take until today?

"Go and tell your mother, you come with me." He pointed at the two unfilial sons and said in a cold voice.

The tactic of interrogating them separately is particularly useful, but after a while the two couples got similar confessions.

Not long after Xie Zhuo went to work in Zong Zena, these two people have been sneaking around under their noses.

Thinking of the tears he shed for the harmony between the two brothers in those days, Father Xie felt ashamed.

If he could, he would put it back on and slap that idiot himself twice.

At this moment, Xie Zhuo and Zong Ze were finally allowed to have a place.

"You, your condolences." Xie Zhuo held back for a long while, and when he uttered these words, the people around him gave a muffled laugh, and he kicked back calmly.

"Look, we all like the same sex anyway, isn't it good for internal digestion?"

"You don't have to worry about going to messy people, you don't have to worry about being cheated into a marriage, and you don't have to worry about scandals. We know each other well."

As Xie Zhuo talked, he almost convinced himself.

In this way, they are really a match made in heaven.

"Yes." After he finished speaking, Zong Ze added lightly.

Father Xie took a breath: "Shut up."

It's just a son who makes him worry, and now this son is messing around with him!

Nearly thirty years old, Zong Ze finally tasted what it was like to be reprimanded by his family.

He pursed his lips, and gave Xie Zhuo a helpless expression.

Xie Zhuo responded with a not-so-sincere smile, and said softly with his mouth: "It deserves it."

He said a lot, and this guy copied his homework and said he was right. Didn't he deserve to be scolded?