Luke's eyes are full of money, status, beauty, and no human feelings. He is like a robot, living in theory every day. This kind of person is very terrible, with a clear sense of execution and goal, direction, but life is absolutely nothing. Without the most basic things of human beings, he is no longer considered a person. What's the use of more money?

Little Brandon's two-walled veins swelled up, and he stretched out his right hand and punched Luke's face.

Luke also knows Little Brandon very well. He is now angry. When he calms down, he will know to consider what he said just now. Although Little Brandon is a flesh-and-blood person, in his eyes, money is also very important. As long as he carefully uses his imagination, imagine that he is penniless, like other wage earners, he spends money every day, and waits to die from work and work, can't afford mobile phones, computers, games, clothes, luxury cars, and beauty can't afford to fetch, so he naturally knows what he should choose.

So Luke stood in front of him, without moving at all, and was punched hard in the head.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Luke was beaten back and almost fell to the end, holding the table behind him with his other hand and covering his mouth with his other hand.

After seeing this, Daphne hurried over and asked with concern: "What's wrong, why are you fighting?"

Little Brandon was so angry that he had difficulty breathing: "There is nothing to do with you here, go out!"

Daphne saw that Little Brandon was very depressed and dared not provoke him again. She stood aside and didn't go out because she knew that she would still ask her to accompany him if he got angry later.

Little Brandon's eyes turned to Luke again.

Luke's expression was very excited now. Not only did he not feel angry because of the punch just now, but he also smiled. The two of them kept staring at each other for more than a minute.

Little Brandon's mood slowly calmed down, and he began to recall what Luke had just said.

Either choose to lose your father or choose to lose everything!

If he chose to lose his father, he would feel guilty for a while, because the day he lost his mother, Little Brandon was also in great pain and almost had the idea of ​​suicide.

That year, Brandon was only 16 years old, and was ignorant all day long, and was flirting with things everywhere. He started to live a scumbag life at a young age. He was influenced by his father. His father was addicted to alcohol and lustful. At first, he was careful to do that kind of thing with his wife on his back. Later, he found that he was getting richer and richer, and his wife's status at home was getting lower and lower, and even began to come blatantly. Sometimes when his wife was at home, he would dare to take the woman home.

Years of resentment gathered in my wife's heart, and she finally couldn't help but burst out and directly quarreled with Old Brando:

"You are too much. Do you still have me in your eyes? Is there this home?"

Old Brandon retorted with great pride: "You are in this house, eating and drinking mine, what qualifications do you have to care about me?"

My wife is not to be outdone: "Why can't you care about you? Since you are a couple, you should treat each other well. If you do this, you obviously don't want to live a life. We will get a divorce!"

"Whatever you do, you think you can get married after divorce, just divorce. I don't care anyway. I have money. I can find someone better than you, ten, twenty, or even more. I will have the seventy-two concubines in China's three palaces, six courtyards, and you can figure it out yourself!" Old Brandon smiled lewdly, his three views had been completely destroyed.

My wife was speechless for a moment and stopped talking. Old Brandon saw her appearance and thought he was frightened by what he said, so he added: "Marrying me is the blessing you have cultivated in your previous life and the previous life. If you divorce, you will lose everything!"

After saying that, he left directly.

Little Brandon is better than him. He has played with no less than 100 underage girls at the age of 16. If this continues, it will be better to grow up. Really, like a father and a son. Such a father and son are shocked, and such a family makes him unbearable.

Every day whenever she opens her eyes and sees Little Brandon, she will scold him, saying that he doesn't learn well, he will be fooled, and will be a cancer of society in the future, etc.

So Little Brandon found his father while his mother was away at night, and the two of them stayed secretly on the balcony and talked.

Little Brandon asked, "Is my mother a biological mother or a stepmother? Why do I scold me every day? Who is rich second generation like me outside who is not hugged and hugged each other every day? If I can't pick up girls, why do I need so much money?"

"Don't talk nonsense, my mother, if I were stepmother, I would have divorced her long ago!" Old Brandon felt that his son asked a little serious question, and immediately scolded him.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the mother hiding behind her heard their conversation and felt heartbroken. She felt that she was just a redundant person in this family. She simply left and fell into nothing. Anyway, if she wanted such a husband and such a son, she would not be able to go with her three views. It would be better to separate as soon as possible and draw a clear line. She would just think that she had never married or had a son in her life.

So he left that night.

When they woke up the next morning, the father and son saw the babysitters coming up with food, their faces were wrong, so they asked, "What's wrong with you today?"

The nanny said hesitantly: "Madam, she's gone!"

Old Brandon suddenly felt a trembling in his heart. Although it has become common for quarrels with his wife, he still can't accept the news that she left. He put down his chopsticks and rushed to his wife's room.

Little Brandon had no appetite for breakfast, and followed him in a flash.

After I arrived at the room, many clothes, shoes and tidying were still there, but the box was gone, only some clothes and coats I carried at any time were taken away, and a letter was left on the table.

Old Brandon looked in his hand with the letter, and Little Brandon also ran over and lay beside him.

"William, I'm leaving. My father and son's values ​​do not match, so I can't accept you like this. I just think that I have never married and never have this son. You say that I'm marrying you was a blessing in my previous life. In the first half of my life, I just think that I'm working for you, you give me food, and we'll write it off. I didn't take away any expensive jewelry, clothes you bought for me before, and anything more than $1,000 will be more than you can live your own life in the future. I'll go to a remote small country in Europe. You just think I'm dead! Goodbye!"

The letter was thrown to the ground by Old Brandon.

His heart was bleeding. He was so selfish and macho, and he finally lost his wife. This was the punishment he deserved. He said before, "I can go to a younger one." In the end, he didn't really do that. Instead, he spent all his time on business in the years that followed. He also thought about finding his wife back, but they all ended up failing.

If a person deliberately hides, even the gods cannot be found.
Chapter completed!