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Half an hour later, Su's father left the hotel with a happy face.

The woman took out her lipstick and touched up her makeup in the bathroom. After a while, a man stealthily opened the door of the presidential suite, looked around, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the woman who was touching up her makeup.

"How is it?" The man walked towards the woman quickly, his tone extremely excited.

"Is there anything I can't handle?" The woman licked her lipstick proudly, then frowned and asked hesitantly, "Is this person really rich? Don't let him end up with nothing. It doesn't look like he has money..."

"Don't worry, he's definitely a rich man. I have inside information!" The man hugged the woman and kissed her happily: "It has to be you. You know there's no man my baby can't handle!"

The woman frowned: "Okay, stop it, have you saved the video?"

"Of course, do you want to appreciate it..."

When Su's father returned home, he was startled to see Su Muyang sitting in the living room holding Su's mother's black and white portrait.

He was about to scold him, but when he looked carefully, he saw that the person sitting on the sofa, disheveled and motionless, was actually his unlucky son...

"Son...what are you doing sitting here? You're not moving at all. You scared me..."

Su Muyang raised his head, staring at his father with red eyes: "Dad, where have you been?"

Father Su was terrified by Su Muyang's stare, and explained carefully: "I just went out for a stroll and met up with a few friends to play cards..."

"Which friend? Do I know him?" Su Muyang's voice was hoarse and gloomy.

Father Su was a little scared, but then he thought, the person sitting there was his own son, could he do anything to him? Thinking of this, Father Su's tone became a little impatient: "Don't worry about these things, it doesn't affect you..."

"It really doesn't have much of an impact..." Su Muyang paused, "Dad, how come you're not surprised at all when you see Mom's portrait..."

Only then did Father Su see the portrait in Su Muyang's hand. Although it was expected, he did not expect it to happen so soon. Thinking of this, Father Su looked away with a guilty conscience: "Your mother couldn't be saved? What a pity... Your mother was unlucky. She passed away just when the family was getting better..."

"Is it true that Mom is unlucky?" Su Muyang's voice suddenly became fierce, "Do you dare to say that Mom's death has nothing to do with you?"

Father Su looked at Su Muyang in disbelief: "Do you suspect that I killed your mother?"

"Mom has been submissive and obedient all her life, and she has always obeyed you. Who did she stand in your way to make you... kill her?" Su Muyang said this, and was so angry that he picked up the ashtray on the coffee table and threw it at his father.

Father Su couldn't dodge in time, and the ashtray hit his knee, causing him to roll on the ground holding his leg in pain.

"Su Muyang! I'm your father! How dare you treat me like this?" Su's father finally recovered and roared at Su Muyang in anger.

"I don't have a father like you...who would kill his wife!" Su Muyang said while choking.

Father Su stared at Su Muyang angrily: "You suspect your father? Aren't you rich now? Go check! Go call the police! See if it has anything to do with me!"

Su Muyang finally believed it and looked at his father suspiciously: "It's really not you?"

When Father Su saw Su Muyang's expression, he immediately realized that Su Muyang had already checked it out, just to trick him. He felt even more disappointed, and his expression turned cold: "Although I don't have any feelings for your mother anymore, I won't treat her like this."

Father Su shook his head and said, "Since you suspect me, I will not live here anymore, so that you won't suspect me of harming you in the future."

"I'm already disappointed with you. Give me 100 million and it will buy out the father-son relationship between us..."

Su Muyang looked at his father in disbelief: "One hundred million? Buyout? You really are my biological father! You have a good calculation. You took the money to have fun with that bitch outside, right? Who knows if Mom's death has anything to do with that bitch outside..."

"Are you still doubting me?" Su's father was irritated by Su Muyang's words and sneered, "Okay, okay, you are really a good son of dad! You have guts! I'm leaving now. From now on, don't call me dad!"

Su Muyang was also a little embarrassed. He was too sad and doubtful of Su's father. He spoke without thinking. He was a little anxious. He wanted to ask him to stay several times, but was too embarrassed to speak. He watched Su's father leave.

Did I really blame my dad wrongly...

Su Muyang frowned in pain. He was the one who earned money in the family. What was wrong with having a bad temper? Dad was already such a grown-up, but he didn't know how to give in to him...

Forget it. Dad has nowhere to go after leaving here. At most he can just stay in the old house...

Let's deal with Mom's funeral first...

After Father Su left the villa, he happily took out his cell phone and called the woman: "Xiaomei, are you at work? Come out and accompany uncle, uncle will give you salary..."

Father Su took Xiaomei out for two days of shameless fun, and only remembered business on the third day when there was no balance left in his card to pay.

Xiao Mei was carrying a lot of shopping bags in her hands. She looked at Father Su who was standing there in a daze with a smile: "What's wrong with my husband? Pay the bills quickly and we will go to the next stop to continue shopping!"

Father Su smiled evasively at Xiaomei: "Xiaomei, wait a moment, I'll make a phone call..."

Then he found a corner and called Su Muyang: "Son, there is no money in the card, please transfer one million to me!"

Su Muyang's tired voice sounded: "Dad, do you remember what day it is today? Mom's funeral is today, and you didn't come back..."

"I'll be back soon, transfer the money to me quickly!" Father Su looked at Xiaomei who was waiting impatiently at the door, urged Su Muyang to transfer the money and then hung up the phone.

Su Muyang looked at the hung up phone, sighed, waved his hand and prepared to ask Xiao Chen to transfer money to Su's father.

"Ding dong."

Su Muyang's cell phone rang. Thinking it was a message from his father, Su Muyang opened the phone and saw that it was an anonymous MMS.

There were only a few photos in the MMS, which showed Su's father and Xiaomei walking hand in hand, and there was also a website address at the end.

Su Muyang opened the URL with a gloomy face. It was a video of Su's father and Xiaomei hooking up for the first time. There was also a line of big red font on the video: "Turn on the sound for a surprise~"

Su Muyang walked to a secluded corner and turned on the sound.

The woman's moans and the man's intermittent words could be heard.

"Xiaomei..."

"Don't worry, follow uncle..."

"Uncle will marry you as his wife..."

"You're still not married at this age?"

"Of course it's tied..."

"Then why are you going to marry me?"

"Don't worry, that yellow-faced woman won't live long..."

"Then you will be my only woman..."