After the live broadcast made the wealthy family cry, the fake daughter was ruined

When the brothers and sisters got home, the door was ajar, as if it was specially reserved for them.

But both Bai Jinshu and Bai Chunsu knew in their hearts that the door Bai Haiyang left for them was just because they didn't want to open it themselves.

Commonly known as desperate to save face, you have to act like the head of the family in front of them.

Unlike Bai Chunsu, Bai Jinshu didn't dare to resist because of his family affection. He walked in and locked on Bai Jinshu who was sitting on the sofa with a serious face with just one glance.

Bai Haiyang glanced over indifferently, as if looking at an insignificant passerby.

"Bai Jinshu, didn't you say six years ago that you wouldn't come back even if you died? Why are you still licking your face and stepping into our Bai's house today?"

Bai Mu was not as aggressive as Bai Haiyang, but she was crying towards them with the appearance of a victim.

"It's fine if you're not filial, but now even the younger ones are not filial! You even learned to run away from home in the middle of the night."

When Bai Jinshu came back this time, he naturally didn't come to listen to them talk about these lessons.

"Xiao Su, is your room still the same?"

Bai Chunsu nodded.

Bai Jinshu completely ignored the old man's facial expressions and emotional cards, and went directly into Bai Chunsu's room with his manager carrying a few large suitcases.

Bai Haiyang saw that Bai Jinshu didn't take himself seriously at all, and he couldn't get angry. He only felt that what he said just now was like punching cotton.

"Bai Jinshu! Stop for me!"

As soon as these words came out, Bai Jinshu really stood there without moving.

But he was not intimidated by Bai Haiyang's aura, he turned his head, gave a cold snort, and lit a cigarette in front of Bai Haiyang.

In the light mist, Bai Jinshu's handsome face was blurred, making it hard for the myopic Bai Haiyang to see clearly.

But his voice was clearly heard: "Bai Haiyang, I didn't listen to you six years ago, do you think I will listen to you six years from now?"

He spoke every word, like thunderbolts, thrown into this quiet house and exploded one after another. Bai Haiyang's chest heaved up and down in anger, his face turned red, and he couldn't hold back a single word to retort him.

Bai Chunsu stood aside and looked at them, obediently, like a motionless puppet.

The only difference is that her puppet has a fresh life since meeting her brother.

Bai Haiyang saw that he couldn't get any advantage from Bai Jinshu, so this time he focused on Bai Chunsu who was standing at the door.

"Xiao Su! You are usually the most obedient, why do you follow your brother, an unfilial son, to anger us??"

Facing Bai Haiyang's unreasonable accusation, this time, Bai Chunsu finally learned to resist instead of listening to Bai Haiyang lecture her with his head down indifferently.

"Brother is not an unfilial son, he just made a decision that I dare not make, and became himself."

"Dad, you think you control us like soulless puppets, what do we think?"

Bai Chunsu didn't want to say more, so she left this sentence, turned around and went to her room.

Because Bai Haiyang has no bottom-line control, Bai Chunsu can't stick to many hobbies, so there is nothing else in her room except some textbooks and daily clothes.

A suitcase is not full.

The agent couldn't help sighing: "Is this really a girl's room? There are so few things!"

Bai Jinshu gave him a wink, and the manager immediately shut up, and packed his things sullenly.

Bai Jinshu touched Bai Chunsu's head standing next to him, and said in a guilty tone, "Xiaosu, brother will make it up to you." Even with her parents' share.