75 The rich man is running away and the husband is busy (25)

He glanced at Hu Xingrou calmly, his eyes not staying on her, as if she was dispensable.

"Didn't you ask me to come back yesterday by crying unreasonably on the street?"

The servant nodded and handed the water glass to her. Suna took it gently and nodded slightly.

Every move she makes is like a real young lady.

"..."

I don’t know if it’s because the other person’s aura has completely changed. Hu Xingrou was speechless, so she lowered her head and flexed her fingers nervously.

Song Wei glared at Suna, took her daughter's hand, and said sternly:

"I don't understand, why do you always target Xiaorou?! Could it be..."

Hu Fanjing frowned and interrupted in time, "Okay, okay, let's get down to business."

He turned to Suna and said in a deep voice: "Tell me, what have you been doing outside?"

Suna held the cup, took a sip of water, put it back on the coffee table, and answered seriously:

"Being a model, taking photos and making money, I'm living a pretty good life."

No wonder he was in front of MLess. It turned out that he was in the same company as Brother Wen. It's not that Hu Xingrou has never been interviewed, but she has never passed.

She was jealous in her heart and said bitterly:

"I heard that interviews at MLess are very difficult. My sister must have put in a lot of effort, right?"

The implication is that Huina may not have passed based on strength.

Suna looked at his father, shook his head innocently, and replied casually.

"I don't know. I just posted a few photos online, and they sent me a private message to sign the contract."

When Hu Xingrou heard that it was so easy for her to get something she didn't have, her jealousy grew crazily. She gritted her teeth and whispered:

"Why do you want to be a model? Our family doesn't have money, so why should we rely on our appearance to make money?"

Suna finally looked at her, as if making fun of her ignorance.

"Is it possible that you are from Yuanmou and you don't know what MLess does? If you knew how to surf the Internet, you wouldn't ask me such boring questions."

"And I don't think there's anything wrong with making money independently. It can also reduce the burden on my family. Is it possible that I stay at home like a fool and do nothing?"

After speaking, he glanced at Hu Xingrou meaningfully and said calmly:

"Oh, I forgot. You can also steal other people's things at home."

! ! !

Hu Xingrou was so angry that she picked up the pillow and threw it at Suna.

Suna tilted his head casually, blinked his beautiful almond eyes, and easily avoided it.

Father Hu pondered slightly, his eyes twinkling. I was a little dissatisfied with Hu Xingrou's actions, but I didn't point it out after all.

He sighed helplessly, "Speak nicely."

Suna sat upright and still looked at his father with respect.

"First, what I said is true."

"Second, it is indeed wrong to run away from marriage. I apologize to you, father."

"In the end, it wasn't me who was targeting Hu Xingrou, it was her who kept talking nonsense and taking things without my permission."

Sunayun looked at Song Wei and her daughter calmly, as if nothing could escape her control.

"That's stealing."

Song Wei took a few deep breaths and tried not to get angry in front of Hu Fanjing. She suddenly thought of the new things that occasionally appeared in her daughter's room and frowned.

Impossible, how could Xiaorou do such a simple thing. Rebuke and retort:

"I just casually said that Xiaorou stole your things. Is there any evidence? It's not like we can't afford it."

Hu Xingrou's face turned pale, she gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Suna crossed his arms over his chest, crossed his calves, and replied:

"Huh? I have records of everything. Do you want to follow me to her room and take a look?"

Song Wei subconsciously turned her head and glanced at her daughter, and sure enough she saw something was wrong with her expression.