[Volume 113] Chapter 1609: [lg] Why am I his son (1)

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Hearing this, Li Juefeng, who was sitting by the wall, stared at the ground and sneered, his voice full of mockery, "Wu Jiang, am I very cowardly?"

Take your son away from your own woman;

Send your son to the old man, and teach him a lesson to not reveal his flaws; Sky-high Little Wife: The President’s 33rd Day 1609

In a deal, he sold himself and his son to the old man...

After selling for four years, I have to continue selling...

He is a Li Jue style...what is he living in such a state of cowardice. (e)

"Mr. Li." Wu Jiang stood up straight and said seriously and seriously, "It is my greatest honor in my life to be able to do things with Mr. Li."

pleasure?

Li Juefeng sneered in self-deprecatingly again, raised his eyes to Wu Jiang's arm, "Your arm is almost ruined. Honor?"

The honor is to follow him?

Wu Jiang said firmly, "Yes, honor."

"I don't listen to flattery." Li Juefeng said coldly, stood up from the ground and looked at the tennis ball that fell all over the ground.

"I believe that one day Mr. Li will be able to take over the power of the Li family consortium. By that time, no one will threaten you." Wu Jiang said again, his tone was very strong.

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power?

When will he take power? How long can he wait for him? How now?" Li Juefeng asked coldly.

"I have been crying and wanting to see Miss Gu. I... haven't seen the young master crying like this yet, and I'm very excited." Speaking of len, Wu Jiang said worriedly, "Mr. Li will see the young master tomorrow. What if the young master is revealed.

'After filling, Mr. Li will definitely not let Miss Gu go."

Not to mention Miss Gu, even Mr. Li would be beaten.

Mr. Li’s family law is the most cruel and violent.

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Li Juefeng bent down, picked up the tennis ball on the ground, and smashed it to the opposite side.

Li Juefeng roared. The sky-high little wife: the president's 33rd day of love 1609

Wu Jiang watched the tennis ball hit the opposite wall vigorously, bounced back, and landed on the floor to make a dull and heavy sound...

"Mr. Li, what should I do now?"

"Why am I his son?!"

Li Juefeng suddenly shouted with excitement, picked up the ball from the ground and smashed it hard towards the opposite side. His pupils were as dark as night, and with a strong unwillingness, the voice roared out of his throat.

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In the empty indoor tennis court, the sound of tennis hitting the ground was endless.

Wu Jiang stood aside, silently, and did not dare to "interject" the words.

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Why is he the descendant of the Li family? n is his son, why do you have to live carefully when you look at the old man's face?!

That is his son! It is his!

"Dong--"

Another tennis ball was hit hard by Li Juefeng.

Wu Jiang looked at the tennis ball on the ground in shock. Such a strong tennis ball was actually smashed in half...

"Why am I his son?!Why?!"

Li Juefeng's face was as tight as a string, sweat oozing from his forehead, and his black eyes stared at the front.

That kind of unwillingness...hysteria.

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Why……

Wu Jiang thought he was stupid and could not answer this question.

Mr. Li is Mr. Li’s illegitimate son, and this will never change;

The young master is already suffering from autism, and Mr. Li can only watch but is unable to change.

Every time, Mr. Li wants to "force" the young master to listen to Mr. Li's words, he will vent his feelings. The sky-high little wife: the president's 33rd day of love 1609

He would not stop until he smashed his hands and bleeded.
Chapter completed!