C2 It Seems like I Have to Resort to Violence

It looks like I have to do something.

Second chapter looks like I have no choice but to make a ruthless move.

"Mom,. . . "

Su Mo was a little out of breath. His heart was beating wildly. This was even more terrifying than a bolt of lightning striking him.

"Mom, I'm twenty-six this year. I've been a man for twenty-six years. You haven't forgotten, right? You have a son, an only child. You have not given birth to a daughter. What are you thinking? Have you drunk too much? What did you eat today? Nonsense. "

"Son, I've always wanted you to marry me a daughter-in-law. But, if there's a good man, I don't mind marrying you. A good man must be tightly grasped. Otherwise, what if he runs away? Where can I find such a good man to be my second son? "

" But I don't like men. "

"It's fine as long as we develop our relationship. "

"I don't want to get married either. "

"Isn't it just a matter of time?"

"Marriage nowadays is not popular anymore. "

"That's why I want you to go home and take a look at Xing Biao. You guys meet first. If you feel that it's alright, then get married and develop feelings after marriage. "

There was a barrier to communication. No, it was impossible to communicate. He said that his mother would say one sentence at a time, and that he would be banned everywhere. It was as if he had let down his beloved mother's painstaking efforts if he did not get married.

"Why did you think of marrying me to a man? Mom, I'm the one who decides my marriage. I definitely won't marry a man. I'm also a man, my dear mother. Please recognize that I'm also a man! "

" Little Mo,. . . "

Su Mo shouted loudly to express his stance. It was absolutely impossible for him to marry a man. However, when his mother sobbed and called out his nickname, his sense of justice changed.

"What are you crying for? I should be crying, right?"

Su Mo wasn't afraid of anything. He was only afraid of his mother's tears. How could a son be indifferent when he saw his mother's tears?

"Little Mo, Mom is doing this for your own good. Why don't you come back and meet Xing Biao? Our house is on the tenth floor. You can do whatever you want. "

He let out a long sigh. This scene was too familiar. Since the start of the 8th year, this was how Grandma Qiong Yao acted. The female lead was forced to marry the man he didn't love, and that was how his mother forced her to die.

"Mom, you change the scene. This is too old and not new. "

Su Mo's mother choked. His son was too smart and was not easy to deal with.

"Mom, I don't care what you think. I don't care what your arrangements are. I won't return to the country. It's even more impossible for me to marry a man. If you really think that whatever you say is not bad, I don't care if you raise him as your own son. Introduce him to a man and marry him, then take him home and live together with him. I don't care. At most I won't go home. The thesis was submitted. A lot of law firms asked me to go to work. I can also live a good life overseas. I'm relieved that he's your biological son. At least he will take care of you. Let's do it this way, late at night. I'll take it that you're sleeping a little muddle-headed. You're not allowed to bring this up again. "

Su Mo supported himself against the wall as he stood up and moved his feet. F * ck, he was so scared that he fell down. He chased after the thief for three miles and beat up the thief, but the thief didn't even have a scratch on his skin. He was so scared that he sprained his ankle. It was still very painful. If he moved even a little bit, it would be heart-piercing pain. It seemed that he had to go to the hospital to take a look.

Seeing that the phone was about to be hung up, Su Mo's mother winked at Su Mo's father.

Su Mo's father shook his head and waved his hand. No, no, they couldn't work together to deceive their son. Their son was too smart. He looked calm and elite, and he was a filial son. In fact, his son's revenge methods were very powerful. Anyone who provoked him wouldn't have a good end.

Su Mo's mother kicked the old man's leg hard.

Papa Su cried out in pain.

When Su Mo heard this, his attention immediately shifted from his ankle to the phone.

"Mom, what happened to my dad?"

"Aiyo, you're not filial. Look at how angry your dad is. Old man, old man, why are you holding your heart?"

Mama Su threw away her phone and shouted into the phone while supporting Papa Su.