Chapter 55 - How Dare You Scold My He Xiaoran
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nTranslator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
nHe Yaoxing was very unwilling, but she still bent down on the surface. “I’m sorry, He Youran.”
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n“It’s okay. It won’t happen again.” He Youran was also giving face to Old Lady Lu. She didn’t want to make things look so discordant on the surface.
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nIt was a very ugly mess.
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nHe Youran’s true thought was that she didn’t take He Yaoxing seriously at all.
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nIn her eyes, she only had one goal — to find her son’s biological father, find a bone marrow match, and treat his leukemia.
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n…
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nHe Yaoxing was unable to see Lu Qingzhuo and was unhappy to leave.
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nIt just so happened that He Shouxin finished school around this time.
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nOld Madam Lu was very concerned. She pressed He Youran to continue her consultation and ordered the butler to bring someone to fetch He Shouxin.
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nOld Madam Lu was very fond of this grandson of hers. It was as if he was her biological son.
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nHe Shouxin was brought to the Lu family by the butler. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw He Yaoxing with an unhappy expression who even muttered, “He Youran, that b * tch…”
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nHis ears were extremely sensitive. When he heard this, He Shouxin immediately clenched his little fists. “You dare to speak ill of He Xiaoran? You must be tired of living, you big b * stard.”
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nWith a single stride, he rushed forward and tripped her.
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nHe Yaoxing’s eyes were so high that he did not see a child brush past her.
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n“Bang –”
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n“AH…”
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nHe Yaoxing wore extremely thin high heels and fell directly onto the cement floor. Her expensive skirt was also torn into two halves. She immediately made a fool of herself. “Ah! Who Is it!”
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nShe immediately glared back and saw that it was a little brat. She signalled with her eyes, and the bodyguards immediately went forward to arrest him.
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nThe butler had just closed the door when he saw this scene. He rushed forward and said, “Miss He, the kid is young and insensible. Please don’t blame him…”
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nHe Yaoxing sneered. “My dress costs 100,000 yuan. That’s easy for you to say. Don’t blame him?”
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n“He’s still so young. How is he going to compensate you? Why don’t I get someone to mend your dress…” The butler knew that this was He Youran’s child.
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nHe thought that with He Youran’s background and her single mother, she probably didn’t have much money. The dress cost around 100,000 yuan, and she probably couldn’t afford it.
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n“No!” He Yaoxing had always been adored by everyone. How could she allow others to make her compromise like this?
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nThe bodyguard didn’t let go of the child, and the butler was anxious.
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nHe Yaoxing used her clothes to cover the torn hem of her dress. “Tell me! Whose child this is! If you don’t tell me, I’ll throw him into the mountains and forests to fend for himself!”
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n“It’s… It’s miss He Youran’s child.” The Butler had no choice but to tell the truth.
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n“He Youran? Ha.” He Yaoxing was so angry that her chest was heaving up and down. They really were enemies.
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nSo this was the little bastard? Then she could just deal with him on the spot.
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nAfter she finished speaking, she ordered someone to take He Shouxinaway.
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nBut at this moment, He Youran’s heart was beating very fast. She had a feeling that something was going to happen. She happened to walk to the door and saw the scene of He Shouxin being captured.
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nThe bodyguard’s grip was so strong that He Shouxin was almost out of breath.
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n“Stop!” He Youran took a big step forward and kicked the back of the bodyguard’s head, causing him to fall down.
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nHe Shouxin subconsciously let go. “Mommy!”
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n“Stand firm in the horse stance!” He Youran had trained He Shouxin since she was young. Both mother and son knew kung fu.
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nHe Shouxin immediately adjusted his posture after she gave the order. He almost fell backwards to the back of his head. He immediately adjusted his posture and landed steadily on the ground.
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nThe Butler was amazed by this scene. “Amazing…”
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nHe Shouxin immediately ran behind He Youran and made a face at He Yaoxing. “Urgh….”
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