The daughter-in-law picked up by Doomsday has facial paralysis

Shen Yiheng has been at home these two days, waiting for his scumbag father to arrive.

And his scumbag father lived up to his expectations and came to the door.

His scumbag father came in while they were having lunch.

When Shen's mother opened the door and looked at the people standing outside, she was already stunned at the door.He couldn't help shouting, "Mu, Jian, Hui."

Seeing the hatred in the visitor's heart, Shen Yiheng immediately rolled over, wishing he could pounce on him and strangle him to death right now.

But he gritted his teeth and endured it, now is not the time.

Mu Jianhui glanced at Shen's mother disdainfully, and looked past her at Shen Yiheng who was sitting in the living room.

Shen Yiheng didn't know if it was bad luck, his face was carved out of the same mold as that scumbag, even Mu Haoran didn't have Shen Yiheng's look like Mu Jianhui.

Anyone who is not blind can tell the relationship between Shen Yiheng and Mu Jianhui at a glance.

Because the home is too small, you can see the living room when you open the door.So while Mu Jianhui was looking at Shen Yiheng, Shen Yiheng was also staring at him.

But even though Shen Yiheng was carved out of the same mold as Mu Jianhui, Mu Jianhui didn't have much reaction.He even hated Shen Yiheng more for this reason, because it reminded him all the time of the fact that he and Shen's mother were together.

Without hiding the disgust in his eyes, he glanced at Shen's mother with disgust, and then passed her directly.When he stepped into the door, he hesitated for a moment, as if he was afraid of getting his shoes dirty, with a look of disgust on his face.In the end, though, he entered the house.

Shen's mother stayed for a long time before she realized it, and immediately ran to Shen Yiheng's side, protecting him and saying, "What are you doing here?"

Shen Yiheng's irritable heart calmed down a lot with Shen's mother's protective attitude. He stared at the person sitting across from him, thinking that he would have to kill more money later.

Mu Jianhui was also polite, and went straight to the topic, "My son is sick and needs your son's bone marrow transplant. Here is a check for 100 million. You take it."

Even though he had heard this sentence in his previous life, Shen Yiheng still couldn't help the anger in his heart, wishing he could slap the eggplant with minced meat on the table on his face.

When Shen's mother heard this, she immediately protected Shen Yiheng behind her, and said with red eyes, "How could you do this, Yiheng...you can't treat him like this."

Mu Jianhui frowned, looking at Shen's mother, the disgust that could not be concealed appeared in his eyes.

Shen Yiheng clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his forehead were almost stretched, he pulled Mother Shen behind him, and looked coldly at the person in front of him.

Sneered, "You want me to save your son?"

Mu Jianhui stared at him without speaking, his eyes were also cold.

Shen Yiheng didn't care about the coldness in his eyes at all, and continued to sneer, "Why should I save you, son?"

Shen Yiheng bit the words 'your son' very hard, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Mu Jianhui stared at him and frowned, and said unhappily, "Do you think you don't have enough money?"

Shen Yiheng really wanted to greet him with a punch, but he said indifferently, "Yes, your son is worth 100 million?"

Mu Jianhui frowned even tighter, and the disgust in Shen Yiheng's eyes was even more obvious, "How much do you want?"

Shen Yiheng didn't care about the lion and said, "Five million, what an auspicious number."

Shen's mother was startled, grabbed Shen Yiheng and called, "Yiheng."

Shen Yiheng turned his head to look at Shen's mother, patted her hand and said, "Mom, don't worry, I know what I'm doing, and I'll explain it to you later."

Shen's mother wanted to speak at first, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Mu Jianhui didn't seem to want to see the Shen family's mother and son at all, and took a check and a pen in disgust and said, "It's okay to give you 500 million, but you can't mention this to anyone, let alone mention that you know me."

Shen Yiheng looked at him with disdain, "Sir, please don't be too sentimental."

Mu Jianhui was so angry that he wanted to curse, but finally held back, "In three days, someone will pick you up." After speaking, he threw the check to Shen Yiheng and left.

So he didn't see the hatred in Shen Yiheng's eyes staring at his back at all.